Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1174

Chapter 1174: Choice

Ozeroth's thoughts were spiraling.

He had just uncovered information that could only mean trouble. And it had all started with figuring out how exactly the Spirit King had arrived on Eldoralth.

At the very least, Ozeroth had believed this to be just a fragment of the king, not his full self. If the entirety of him had descended, he couldn't even begin to imagine the devastation that would've struck Eldoralth in the very first second.

'It's just like what happened back then.'

Back when he bonded with Atticus. Ozeroth believed the Spirit King had used a similar method, but taken it many steps further.

First, just like with Atticus and himself, a part of the Spirit King had forcibly bonded with Zoey. And as expected of all bonds, the king's strength would be tethered to Zoey's.

But there was no way Zoey alone was capable of all these feats. Which brought him to the second part.

During his bond with Atticus, the boy's power had been pushed far beyond its limits. The massive gap between their strengths had caused excess energy to overflow, amplifying Atticus to unimaginable heights.

If Zoey's strength had surged, then the Spirit King's had as well. That was how he'd reached such heights despite the bond.

But even that wasn't the end of it.

No, the Spirit King had taken things to an entirely different level.

He had sacrificed the entire Starhaven lineage, every single one of them, spirits included. Turned them into fuel with his devourer aspect.

As they died, their essence had poured into Zoey, boosting her to unprecedented levels, and in turn, feeding the Spirit King even more power.

But it still wasn't over.

Ozeroth's spiritual eyes saw it all. And his fists clenched so tightly, his knuckles cracked.

The Spirit King was still gaining power. Meaning, there was still a source. A constant stream of fuel.

Just above Zoey, Ozeroth could see it, purple energy pouring down like a waterfall, slamming into her and flowing through her body.

He could hear the screams. Feel the pain.

More fuel was coming. More spirits were dying.

Gritting his teeth, Ozeroth glared at the Spirit King.

"You call yourself a hero, and yet you're sacrificing your people right now?!"

He had felt it, spirits were coming from the Spirit World, only to take their own lives and be used as fuel. All for this king.

The king's expression remained calm.

"Unlike you, they value their world, and would gladly give their lives to save it."

"Stop trying to justify your evil!" Ozeroth spat. "If you're so certain of their loyalty, then why not give them a choice?"

He had known it from the beginning. The Spirit World had never been at peace. Then suddenly, after the Spirit King's rise, everyone buried the hatchet?

He didn't buy it.

He'd always suspected brainwashing. And he'd wondered, why hadn't it affected him?

Was it because of his Aspect? Or…

The Spirit King's words dragged him from that train of thought. But he refused to entertain the possibility. He wouldn't even consider it.

Instead, he focused on the matter at hand. Spirits, his people, were being forced to kill themselves by this… this tyrant.

"The deaths of thousands to save billions," the Spirit King said flatly. "I would take that bargain."

No remorse. No hesitation.

The air around Ozeroth trembled. His body burned with fury as he stared directly into the king's eyes.