Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1122

Chapter 1122 Guidance

Elderish stared at Atticus with a stunned expression.

"What have you done?"

Just seconds ago, Atticus' aura had been far more immense than what now surrounded him.

Not only that, his form had changed, he had grown shorter, and his presence had diminished. But to Elderish, that wasn't what stood out most. It was his eyes.

Those ancient yellow eyes that once felt like he was being stared at by a being with timeless power had vanished, replaced by slit-like irises swirling with varying colors.

And then there was the light, that streak of radiant energy that had erupted from Atticus' body moments ago. Elderish didn't need to be a genius to understand.

Atticus had released his bond.

Despite his question, Elderish received no answer. Only that cold, calm stare.

But Elderish couldn't stop himself. His voice rose, filled with disbelief.

"You've doomed this world! And for what? For people who will one day die and leave you behind?! Can't you see it? You've soared beyond them, far beyond what any of them will ever become! And you will continue to soar! Why would you throw it all away for them?"

He couldn't understand. He refused to understand. Elderish had seen where Ozeroth had gone, the human domain. He knew the reason. There could only be one.

Atticus had chosen his family.

That realization scorched Elderish's soul. Atticus couldn't win against him alone, and yet… he had still sent Ozeroth away.

He had chosen his family over the fate of the world. Chosen the ones who would only weigh him down… over the future of Eldoralth itself.

"Atticus," Elderish growled, "they'll only hold you back! You're destined to outlive every single one of them. Don't throw away your greatness for a fleeting moment of happiness! I'll hold back for just a few seconds. Bring your spirit back!"

'How selfish.'

Atticus wasn't one to speak much during battle. And so, he kept his thoughts silent.

Still, he had never heard anything so absurd in his life. Elderish was pretending to care about his future, but Atticus saw through the farce.

This wasn't about him. This was about Eldoralth. The man was scared. If Atticus fell here, there would be no one left capable of saving Eldoralth. The planet would fall with him. _{freёwebnoѵel.com}

Atticus knew this. Still, he said nothing.

He just tightened his grip on his katana, bracing every inch of his being for what was to come, the most grueling battle of his life.

Elderish's killing intent exploded outward, swallowing the sky. His voice boomed, sounding desperate.

"You need to make the right choice! Don't you want to know your origins? Who brought you to this world?!"

Atticus' eyes sharpened.

"Bring back your spirit," Elderish pressed, "and I'll tell you everything as we fight."

"…No."

The answer came instantly.

The information was valuable, crucial, even. But Atticus wasn't going to trade his family's lives for it.

Elderish's face twisted. The gentle gaze he once had crumbled into pure hatred.

"A waste," he spat. "All this power… this talent… wasted on a narrow-minded child!"

His aura erupted like a geyser, crashing down onto Atticus like a falling mountain. The force knocked Atticus down in midair, forcing him to stabilize quickly.

His gaze, still frigid, cut through everything.