Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1512

Chapter 1512: Seclude

The battle with the giant had ended swiftly, with Atticus as the winner.

As the announcement rang out, Atticus returned to the group. None of them had shown any visible surprise. A one on one duel with Atticus wasn’t something anyone expected another person to win.

"Nicely done," Anorah praised as he neared.

Atticus responded with a smile. Ozeroth grumbled something incomprehensible, but Atticus ignored him. The prideful man could be a big baby in some cases, especially when battle and pride were involved.

He turned to face the opposing army. A death like silence had settled over their people, while his own roared and cheered at the top of their lungs.

"Lord Atticus!! Splitter of giants!"

"Burn our enemies next, my lord!"

"Marry my entire family!"

"Flatten me like you flattened him!!"

"Atticus-sama!!! Step on me!!"

"My lord! Please bear my children!"

The praises were endless, and only became more unbearable as the seconds went on. Atticus had to stop himself from blurring his hearing.

Multiple flashes of light drew his attention. As he turned, he saw the champions of the god he’d just killed disappearing.

It was followed by a sudden jerk of his will.

’The count’s will...’

Atticus gritted his teeth as he staggered back. Tens of thousands of worlds had just crashed into his will, trying to overwhelm him.

’It’s more than before,’ Atticus thought gravely. But there was a major difference between Atticus now and Atticus then.

The last time, he had barely five thousand minor worlds and had needed to assimilate more than twenty five thousand. Now he held more than thirty thousand.

This, coupled with his true will, and his recent breakthrough and sharpening, made his will stand like an unmoving mountain.

The thousands of worlds hammered at it, trying to break through, but the image of a figure wreathed in dual flames flashed in his mind, and Atticus felt his will flare.

The count’s will became docile before merging with his.

"Are you okay?"

Atticus opened his eyes to a worried Anorah.

’It’s not only her.’

All eyes had turned to him, each one narrowed. Even the cheers of the crowd had stopped. The entire region was silent as they stared at Atticus.

Atticus cleared his throat, then nodded.

"I’m fine." He said, then blocked sound around them so only his people heard. "It’s the count’s will."

A chorus of "Ahhs" left the group as they nodded in understanding.

"So, what do you plan on doing with them?" Whisker gestured to the opposing army. With their god dead, their territory now belonged to him.

’Let’s see how this works.’

Atticus appeared before the army. Every soldier stared fearfully, unable to meet his eyes.

""My name is Atticus Ravenstein." His voice carried through the entire army. "I have just defeated your god and taken control of your territory. You’ve become prisoners of war."

The words deepened the tension. More soldiers trembled.

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