Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1123

Chapter 1123 Hope

Back at the epicenter, there was nothing but chaos.

Atticus and Elderish remained locked in place, both refusing to yield. Their auras screamed against one another, the battlefield twisting between them.

Atticus strained every fiber of his being. His exosuit was active. His dragon scales were alive. Every single power he had unlocked surged within him at once, all coalescing into his Will.

But even then… all he could manage was pushing Elderish's arm back by an inch.

And that inch, made Elderish's gaze narrow to pinpricks.

He was shocked. Atticus had just weakened himself by releasing his spirit… and yet he was still this strong? And worse, his life weapon, his katana, was so strong it was steadily cutting through Elderish's energy layer by layer.

Elderish's eyes sharpened.

"Enough of this."

His aura erupted again, rising like a wave. The energy boiled and swelled, and then, with a single push, he unleashed it.

The explosion of power blasted Atticus, sending him hurtling backward at impossible speeds. He tore through the air, cutting through three domains in the blink of an eye before crashing into the Nullite aegis shield.

BOOM!

The skies cracked above the Nullite lands, sending tremors that shook their domain.

The air was knocked clean out of Atticus' lungs. A mouthful of blood bursting from his lips.

'Focus!'

Atticus mind snapped back into place.

His grip tightened around his katana, and with a powerful kick against the shield, he launched himself forward again, the force of his propulsion shaking the Nullite domain as if a warhead had detonated.

He tore through space, crossed the impossible distance in an instant, reappearing right by Elderish just as the man turned toward the human domain.

Atticus' katana came plummeting, cloaked in deadly momentum.

Elderish's eyes widened and then narrowed.

"It's futile," he muttered, and his arm exploded with energy before driving forward in a punch.

Another explosion.

Atticus was sent flying again, blood spraying into the wind.

But before the haze could settle, he returned, again, slashing with all he had.

Elderish's expression darkened.

Another punch. Another explosion. Another spray of blood. _{freēwēbηovel.c૦m}

Yet Atticus came back. Again. And again.

Each time he was thrown back, he spun midair, slashed again, returned with fury, unrelenting.

'What is this…?'

No matter how many times he was flung aside, the boy always came back.

Even weakened, Elderish couldn't take a single one of Atticus' attacks without defending. The fusion energy in Atticus' blade was too lethal, if it struck unguarded, it would rip Elderish apart.

And even worse, Elderish couldn't hold back against him and let Atticus kill him intentionally. The Gardener's orders had made that impossible. He had to fight. He had to kill. But…

But Elderish was trying not to.

His gaze fixated on Atticus' eyes as he knocked him back once more. They were Bloodshot. Wild. Burning. His body was broken, battered, and drenched in his own blood… but still, he came back. His katana still flashed.

Despite being weaker, Atticus' actions alone were binding him here.

Elderish's eyes turned cold.

"You leave me no choice."

Killing intent surged from him like a wave, slamming into Atticus with monstrous force. The energies swirling around his arm morphed, elongating, sharpening, turning into ethereal blades.

He raised them.

"…It's such a shame."

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