Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1079

Chapter 1079 Three

The entire human domain fell silent.

Three colossal warships hovered above the Aegis Shield, casting a collective shadow that eclipsed the sun, swallowing the world in darkness.

Then came the movement.

Citizens, officers, even members of the Tiered, every single human being stepped out.

of their homes and flooded the streets, turning their eyes toward the sky.

Three insignias.

Three overlords.

Each one capable of bringing nothing but devastation in their wake.

"T-They're h-here..."

The words sounded fragile and shaky, and they came from a single person. It had been a whisper, really.

But in the heavy silence that had gripped the entire domain, it traveled, echoing everywhere. And as the people heard it...

Hands clenched.

Eyes trembled.

Legs shook.

Faces twisted into nothing but dread.

They had known this day would come. But still, many had clung to the fragile hope that maybe, just maybe, it wouldn't.

But they came.

And while everyone, even the paragons of humanity included, watched with expressions ranging from solemn to utter horror, the apex of humanity, the one they were all counting on to save them...

...was busy dealing with another situation.

An annoying one.

A thick, booming voice suddenly rumbled in his head. It was furious, thunderous, and somehow deeply offended.

Ozeorth's.

"How dare they! This is an outrage! A slap to the face!"

Atticus let out a long, exhausted sigh.

"...Why do you care so much?"

"What are you talking about, bond!?" Ozeorth snarled. "This is an insult! To me! To us! To everything we stand for!"

Atticus simply shook his head, staring into the distance like a man trying to hold on to the last threads of peace.

But Ozeorth wasn't done.

"Can't you see it!? They dare to declare us enemies and treat us with such disregard!" he fumed.

"One ship each! No fanfare, no fleets, no regard, nothing! I swear, when I get my hands on them, I'll crush them beneath my feet like I did that lizard!"

Atticus didn't respond. He simply looked up at the sky.

He was currently seated atop the Ravenstein estate, alone, well, except for the very loud presence within his mind.

Sixteen days had passed, which was more than half a month since the war had begun. According to Oberon's calculations, they had barely a month left before the Aegis Shield failed.

And when that happened, chaos would reign.

His gaze stayed on the massive warships blotting out the sun, the cause of Ozeorth's fury.

It was not because they'd shown up.

But because each of the three races, the Dimensari, the Vampyros, and the Dragons, had only brought one warship each. No backup. No fleets. No reinforcements.

To Ozeorth, it was a message.

A blatant insult.

One he apparently had no intention of taking.

But Atticus tuned him out. He had more pressing matters to attend to.

As his eyes locked on the massive warships suspended above, his thoughts churned. "They only came with one each..."

Unlike Ozeorth, he didn't take it as an insult. He didn't see the point. Pride had no place here. Not when they were all going to try and kill each other anyway.

There were bigger questions to ask. Implications to consider.

Their plan.

'Even if the Dimensari still possess the six cores, the chances of Eletantron absorbing them all are very slim...'