Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1129

Chapter 1129 Combust

"Lord Ozeroth, is something wrong?" Oberon asked. His voice sounded cautious, but he was clearly alarmed.

Ozeroth turned. All eyes were on him, each one feeling concerned and tense. If something happened to Ozeroth now, they might as well start digging graves.

He shook his head slowly. "Something's happened to Atticus."

Everyone's gaze shifted. Avalon and Magnus immediately stepped forward, their auras flaring. Avalon's voice cracked.

"Is he okay?"

Even if they had to die, it was clear that they were ready to do anything as long as it meant saving their boy.

"He—"

Just as Ozeroth was about to respond, a calm voice cut in.

"I'm fine."

Every head snapped toward the source of the voice. That cold, familiar tone…

And then they saw him.

A figure had appeared beside Ozeroth, blinding, radiant, like a white sun had risen inside the dome.

"Atticus!" Avalon called out, stepping forward only to halt mid-step.

He wasn't the only one.

Every paragon stood frozen, their faces filled with nothing but disbelief.

The sheer weight of Atticus' figure was suffocating. His entire body blazed like condensed flame.

The pressure he radiated from just standing there pressed against them like a mountain. It was what made Avalon stop. It was why none of them could move.

Silence descended in the entire dome.

No one knew what to say.

But Ozeroth wasn't one for silence.

"What the hell happened to you, Bond!?" he barked. "You're literally white! And what is this power!?"

Atticus turned toward him, exhaling. "You should scream louder," he said. "I didn't hear you clearly."

Ozeroth narrowed his eyes. If he didn't know better, he'd call that a challenge. But he never backed down from those.

He took in a deep breath… and roared, "BOOONNNDDDD!"

His voice shook the entire dome, crashing into everyone's ears like a war horn.

Atticus winced. "You fool!"

With a flick of his hand, he manipulated the air, cutting the sound off from around him entirely.

Ozeroth stopped shouting and flashed him a grin. Atticus shot him a dirty look.

"Did you really have to do that?"

Ozeroth shrugged. "You gonna answer the damn question or what?"

"Alright, alright, damn…" Atticus muttered.

The paragons exchanged baffled glances, watching the two of them with half-smiles on their faces. It made no sense.

The human domain had just been destroyed. Their world teetered on the edge of ruin. And yet, these two were standing there, bantering like old friends at a tavern.

The frown that had been etched on Ozeroth's face was gone, replaced with a wide grin as he looked at Atticus.

And even the cold, closed-off expression they were so used to seeing on Atticus had shifted to a smile.

They were happy. Genuinely.

Even at the end of the world… they were happy to see each other again.

After a second, their banter settled. The atmosphere shifted as Atticus spoke with a calm voice.

"The Soulkin hatched."

Avalon and Magnus froze.

Their expressions changed instantly, just like Aurelius Frostbane's, the man who had given Atticus the Soulkin in the first place.