Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1153

In a pure blue control room, two figures sat on large throne like seats in the middle of the room. The sheer dominance they radiated stilled the air and froze breaths.

In front of them, four figures had sunk to their knees, bowing their heads so low they were inches from the ground.

It was odd.

These four figures looked every bit like the one who had attacked the military training camp in the past, Xal'zereth, a Zorvan. Only, they were bigger, broader, and had different shades of blue skin.

But that wasn't the oddity. No. The sheer aura these four radiated dwarfed anything any of Eldoralth's paragons had ever radiated. Even the race leaders.

And yet, here they were, bowing in front of two figures who looked like they could snap them like twigs with one hand.

"Useless." Came the sweet voice of the female seated on the left. She looked every bit like a fairy of nature, greenish skin, a face so soft and tender she could be mistaken for the nicest woman in the world.

But her eyes… her eyes as she stared at the four Zorvans kneeling before them were cold enough to freeze oceans.

"You call yourselves the Four Kings, and you couldn't even crush ants."

The gravity pressing down on them intensified, and their heads closed the gap, touching the cold, germ ridden floor.

Their trembling worsened.

"W-we've come up with a new plan of action. After the cooldown is over, we'll—"

One of them tried to explain, but the twin wasn't having it.

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A force slammed down on the Zorvan, sending his body crashing into the ground. He tried to rise, but he couldn't. The pressure was too much.

"Lysara." The other twin finally spoke, his hoarse voice sending even more chills surging through the kings.

The woman, Lysara, turned, her eyes landing on the dull crimson ones of her twin.

"Kaelith, aren't they useless? It's better to just get rid of them," she said coldly.

But Kaelith shook his head.

"They serve a purpose. And unless you're ready to do their petty work yourself, stop this."

Lysara frowned and sighed. "Alright." She released her hold over the king.

Her twin had a point, there were billions of people confined inside the shield, and if their older brother's words were accurate, then there was every chance they'd face their last born.

'The last born had somehow killed Solren. We can't underestimate him.'

Atticus wasn't even in their thoughts. Monster or not, as long as he hadn't become a god, he couldn't be a threat to them. However, they still needed people to keep the orders in check while they fought the last born.

In particular, Atticus. Now that they had discovered his location, They wanted to prevent his escape, no matter what.

"I guess we can leave them to take care of the petty work," Lysara said, sending a wave of relief flooding through the kings.

The Four Kings.