Chapter 1212: Concept
Atticus and Whisker fixed their gazes on the figure radiating a blinding light standing high on the cliff.
The entire island had been enveloped in his golden brilliance, and he looked down at the world as though everything was beneath him.
“Why am I not surprised,” Whisker chuckled, feeling the aura of dominance pressing down on him.
‘It’s almost as large as my star actor’s.’
He thought with a serious gaze. Whisker could feel it, Ozeroth’s Will was sturdy, almost as sturdy as Atticus’s.
‘It’s their bond.’
He had expected as much. In a sense, Ozeroth’s Will was supposed to surpass Atticus’s. But because of their bond, it had been suppressed to an equal level. However… he had noticed something else.
‘it’s not as potent.’
Whisker could feel Ozeroth’s concept. The man’s eyes said it all.
Pride.
That egoistic feeling, one that meant he was lesser than none.
Although it was not overwhelming, Whisker could feel the effects of his Will. His gaze narrowed.
‘It takes away others’ pride… and uses it to fuel himself.’
In simple terms, the more people basked in his glory, the more power he would gain.
This was Ozeroth’s Imposition on the world.
A frown appeared on Atticus’ face
. “Enough with your daydreaming,” he said, appearing close to Ozeroth. “What about your Omnicognition?” Atticus asked.
Now that he had changed his path and awakened his True Will, did that mean his Aspect would change?
Ozeroth snorted. “You’re just a hater, bond. Don’t think the lazy one didn’t relay your words to me.”
“What words?”
“That I can’t do it without his help.”
“Stop,” Atticus said, and the world crashed around Whisker, freezing him just as he was trying to escape.
Atticus turned toward Ozeroth with a sigh. “We’re literally bonded. You would trust his words over mine? You could’ve at least checked with a simple scan.”
Ozeroth frowned. He focused inwardly, combing through Atticus’ memories, and his frown deepened. His gaze shot toward Whisker.
“You! You lied!”
“Lie is such a strong word,” Whisker coughed dryly, looking like he’d been caught stealing cookies. “I just… twisted the truth a little. Yes, that’s what I did. Haha.”
But Ozeroth wasn’t having it. “You lazy idiot! Do you take the great Ozeroth for a fool!?”
The golden brilliance blanketing the island snapped back, engulfing Ozeroth in a blinding light.
“Ozeroth, wait—” Atticus tried to call out, but Ozeroth wasn’t listening.
“There is no more barrier protecting you from me! I will teach you a lesson!”
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Ozeroth brandished his twin hammers, his body blurring.
Whisker’s eyes shot wide. He felt danger. His gaze narrowed.
A surge of blue erupted from him in a blast, and he punched out.
Gold and blue collided, the explosion ripping toward the heavens and down the island.
But for Ozeroth… it was madness. He felt the urge to let go of all restraint. To break free. To be free. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
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