Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1217

Atticus frowned. He had just confirmed his assumption.

"How so?"

Quiet Flame sighed, and his next words radiated even more sadness.

"The stronger the star, the stronger the worlds under him. Unfortunately, my dwindling strength would also affect the growth of any world under me."

"Compared to other worlds, how much weaker are we?" Atticus asked in a serious tone.

From Quiet Flame’s words so far, Atticus had gleaned an important point. He was currently the weakest amongst the stars.

ZThe strength of the stars affected the strength of the worlds under them, which meant there was a very high possibility that other worlds were much more powerful than them.

Quiet Flame paused for a moment before answering.

"I would say you’re about a quarter weaker, but considering your… uniqueness, it’s hard to tell."

’Is he talking about my varying powers?’

In a battle of life and death, it went without saying that Atticus’ plethora of abilities granted him an edge.

"Eldoralth is the combination of multiple worlds. Are you saying we’re still weaker than other worlds?"

"In a sense, yes," Quiet Flame said. "It is precisely because of this fact that you’re not any weaker than this. Combining all the major worlds helped narrow this gap."

Atticus furrowed his brow and entered a deep thought.

"So…" he tapped a finger on his lap, "the other worlds have multiple gods then?" He finally asked the question that had been on his mind since.

Quiet Flame nodded his head.

’It’s becoming more dangerous by the second.’ Atticus’ thoughts were moving fast, planning his next move.

The competition, or Virelenna as Quiet Flame had called it, was his only way of ascending to the Middle Planes. He had no choice but to participate. But…

’There are multiple worlds participating from each segment. And each segment’s worlds could potentially be allies…’

Not only this, but they were supposedly more powerful than Eldoralth as well.

His opponents for the competition were more dangerous than he thought.

’I need to confirm some things.’

Atticus decided to ask more questions to understand the situation fully.

"When you say stronger… do you mean energy wise, mana, or in every aspect?"

"Yes, mana. But as you already know, mana affects all things, your bodily strength, your speed. The strength of your star affects the amount of mana each world under them could harness. Unfortunately, as time passes and I lose strength, this output is only decreasing."

Seeing Atticus silent, Quiet Flame continued.

"I’m sure you’ve noticed the signs already," he said. "While Eldoralth’s mana increased when you linked yourself to it, you’ve noticed the time it takes to recover used mana is unusually long?"

Atticus nodded. Each time he made an Eldorian, he had to wait for a month before the energy recovered.

"So they have more mana, are stronger and faster than us?" Atticus asked.

"Like I said, in a sense, yes. But Eldoralth has one advantage over the other worlds. The abundance of unique abilities.

’I see.’ Atticus understood what Quiet Flame was trying to say. They might be weaker when it came to mana, but unlike them, Eldoralth was the culmination of so many worlds. The number of abilities an Eldorian had was far too numerous.

’Nineteen races… nineteen worlds…’ _{freewёbnoνel.com}

It was all starting to make sense. Why the world core could be split between nineteen different parts in the first place. Why splitting it had birthed nineteen different races on Eldoralth.