Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1519

Chapter 1519: New Challenger

Atticus delivered the final strike.

"So I understand your pain. But we cannot let them win. We must show them we are unshaken, and that we will only return stronger. Go back home. I promise you... there will be retribution."

"Nicely said." Anorah appeared beside him, smiling as the crowd began to disperse.

Atticus cleared his throat. "I still have a long way to go compared to you."

"Then it’s lucky we have a lot of... lessons together."

Atticus swallowed as her seductive eyes met his, a jolt shooting through his body. This woman...

The families of the missing children remained behind to gather the remains, and soon enough the square emptied.

"He’s here." Magnus appeared at Atticus’ side.

’Finally.’ Atticus nodded.

"Let’s go."

With the threat of the people gone, they left the square and appeared at the edge of the city. There, a man clad in armor rode toward them.

"M-my lord!"

He fell to his knees the moment he saw Atticus.

"Tell us what you found."

This had been part of their plan, sending out scouts the moment they confirmed the Abyss faction’s involvement.

"I found them, my lord. Five hours’ ride to the west. They..."

His voice trembled.

"Speak," Atticus said, eyes narrowing.

"They’ve gathered their armies, lord. And they’re marching toward... our direction."

Atticus’ gaze sharpened.

’They’re coming for us.’

"How many?"

The warrior lowered his eyes.

"H-hundreds of millions, lord."

Had they abandoned their shadow tactics and chosen to come at them openly?

Atticus glanced at Whisker, who was deep in thought as well.

’We need to prepare.’

He was about to speak when a panel suddenly appeared before him.

Notice: A challenge has been issued to Fartonia.

Accepting challenges is mandatory.

You have 1 day to accept.

Atticus narrowed his eyes. That was right, they had defeated their most recent opponent earlier.

’Who?’

"We have a challenge," Atticus said, making the others frown.

"Incredibly perfect timing," Whisker laughed, shaking his head. "Of all the times to issue a challenge... it had to be in the middle of this crisis."

"Well, let’s see who the fool is." Ozeroth said.

As they appeared at the edge of the territory, Atticus’ eyes couldn’t help but widen at the sight before him.

Armies clad in gleaming armor stretched across the horizon. Each soldier stood perfectly still, eyes forward, bodies unmoving. They looked more like machines than humans.

Still, Atticus wasn’t focused on their numbers. At the forefront stood six individuals.

Draped in regal golden armor and robes, they radiated an effortless dominance. Even from afar, Atticus felt the pressure rolling off them.

’Willguard.’

From the corner of his vision, Atticus saw Anorah reach for her sword. The others tensed as well. Even Whisker’s usual playfulness had vanished.

"Hm. You’re Atticus Ravenstein?"

Atticus fixed his gaze on the man in the center of the six. Slender figure, average height, two swords at his waist, mask covering his face.

But the pressure he emitted dwarfed the others entirely.

A sentinel.

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