Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1049

At his words, Eletantron’s expression twisted violently. The tension, stretched thin like a thread on the verge of snapping, finally shattered.

His aura detonated like a nuclear blast, an explosion of black energy that surged across the battlefield, swallowing the land in oppressive pressure. The skies dimmed. The air groaned.

"You dare deceive the Alliance?" Eletantron’s voice thundered. "I’ll show you the consequences of your defiance!"

The air warped around him. Space trembled.

And then, millions of spatial blades tore into existence, black and jagged, each one humming with reality-severing intent.

They blotted out the sun, forming a dome of death above Atticus.

With a single gesture, Eletantron unleashed them.

Blades screamed through the air like razors carving the wind, velocity so sharp it tore through sound.

The paragons’ eyes widened, expressions contorting in disbelief.

To think Eletantron would suddenly attack Atticus…

But as they turned to him, they saw it. Atticus’s eyes remained calm. Like still water before a tempest.

A single thought, and then, a pulse.

Black crimson energy erupted from him like a wave of annihilation, meeting the oncoming storm. The instant they touched, the spatial blades disintegrated, erased utterly, atom by atom, as if they had never existed at all.

Eletantron’s pupils contracted. Shock slammed into him like a hammer. His spatial blades had been disintegrated by a single pulse!?

His gaze dropped, to see Atticus unsheathing his katana slowly, the sharp scrape of metal against scabbard echoing across the battlefield that had turned as silent as a grave.

His exosuit jutted out from his chest, snapping outward in segments that surged across his body, locking into place. A crimson-purple shroud flared over his face, flickering like living flame.

And then came the killing intent.

Dense, suffocating, monstrous. It crashed onto the battlefield, drowning everything beneath its weight.

Atticus spoke no words.

He didn’t need to.

He already had. His earlier words had been a warning. A gift. A chance for survival for the paragons. But they’d chosen to ignore it.

Now, there would be no more words.

Only action.

Atticus moved.

A blur. A crack. A sonic boom.

In an instant, he was upon Eletantron. His katana descended, nay, it collapsed. Like a star imploding into a blade, dragging the world’s breath with it.

Pressure spiked. Gravity twisted. And for a heartbeat, the battlefield felt hollow, like everything had been pulled into the edge of that strike, into something too vast, too final to resist.

Eletantron’s eyes exploded wide, an enormous cloud of fear slamming into him. His hands shot upward, freezing the space in front of him in a culmination of spatial barriers stacked upon each other, thick enough to block paragons.

Dark crimson met black.

The collision birthed an explosion of titanic proportions. Light erupted, blinding, scorching the sky and shaking the land.

Zenon’s eyes widened, along with the other paragons. In an instant, they sprang into action, throwing up barriers, shielding their apexes and recruits from the devastating shockwave.

But while chaos rippled across the field, Eletantron faced something worse.

Inside the blinding blast, inside that storm of force, he was fighting another battle entirely.

His barriers were collapsing.

Layer after layer shattered, space itself fleeing under the weight of Atticus’s swing. His katana kept descending, cutting through every defense Eletantron summoned.

In a flicker, it was there, in front of his bulging eyes, a katana falling like judgment itself.

Time slowed to a crawl.

His mind raced. He couldn’t believe it. Couldn’t grasp it. His reality warped under the sheer pressure of it all.

Death had never felt so close before… so final.

But then, reality slammed into him like the weight of a planet. He didn’t want to die.

Eletantron’s eyes sharpened. A cloak of space wrapped around him, twisting, snapping, and then, he vanished, the blade missing by a hair’s breadth.