Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1397

Chapter 1397: Tattoos

"Well? What do you have?" the man who formed the dome, Lik, asked.

They glanced at each other with uneasy expressions before one of them finally spoke.

"I tried talking with some of the attendants."

"And?"

The man shook his head. "None of them slipped. They’re air tight."

"What about the rest of you?"

They each shook their heads with somber expressions.

"He’s right," another one chimed in. "Looks like she changed the portal attendants during our capture. It’s going to make our mission much more complicated."

"That stupid bitch!" Lik cursed out, clearly irritated.

"First she abandoned us into the arms of the enemy... and now she’s standing in the way of our goal."

The air turned heavy at the mention of the Saint. Their eyes hardened, and their killing intent drenched the air. Their hate was palpable.

"What do we do?" one of them asked.

Lik drew in a long breath, calming himself. He began to ponder. "With or without her attendants, we fulfill our goal. I say we raid the portal room tonight."

"That sounds like a terrible idea," one of the men quickly said. "She’s god in Asterra. She’ll see us coming from a mile away."

"No," Lik shook his head. "She won’t."

He grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up, revealing a sprawling tattoo inked across his torso.

None were surprised by the sight. After all, they’d all been through the same hell. Instead, they were curious. None of them had been told about the purpose of their tattoos except Lik, apparently. But the fact that they each had different functions didn’t make it any easier.

"This," Lik said, "will give me the power to move unseen and undetected by her will. While I slip inside, you’ll handle the others. Leave the rest to me."

The men exchanged glances, hesitant, before letting out grim nods.

"We have to move now. We’ve wasted enough time already. We can’t keep the Will Guard waiting."

They were about to nod in agreement when a voice echoed from the darkness.

"Well, I believe that’s enough."

The group’s eyes snapped towards the source, hearts pounding. Had they been discovered?

’Was someone listening?’ Lik’s expression hardened. The power he had used earlier to form the dome had been purely against the Saint, a god.

It had the power to nullify all will or energy around a given radius. If the Saint’s will didn’t touch them, then she couldn’t monitor them. However, as insane as it was, its limitations were even more severe.

It only blocked will and sound, not sight. Anyone close enough could see them, and even worse, read their lips.

Lik’s arm reached for his weapon.

’It’s a man.’ It wasn’t the Saint, which meant if they acted quickly, they could silence the person before he became a threat.

A figure stepped out from the patch of darkness, and the moon’s light bathed him in his radiance.

The man was tall and broad, face placid and gait imposing. A sheathed long sword rested on his waist.

The eyes of the group widened in alarm the moment they saw him.

"H-high s-synod One!"

Lik found his heart beating fast.

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