Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1408

Chapter 1408: Power

Though the first sentinel was spared of the monster he fought, with the light of the world back, the saint’s earlier advantage had returned.

As the god of Asterra and with endless energy, She was nothing but a beam of light that rendered every one of the sentinels’ attacks useless, dominating the battlefield.

Both armies stood back as they fought. The scale at which they battled was not such that they could intervene.

To them, it was clear that their battle had no meaning. The winner would be decided by their leaders and leaders alone.

’I’m using it.’

The first Sentinel’s eyes narrowed as the second’s thought echoed in his mind. He sent a glance toward him, and was shocked at his companion’s state; battered, with his mask cracked.

Then in a grim, tacit agreement, they both nodded.

The second acted without hesitation.

’Take the light and basic elements.’

It was at that moment Atticus dropped from the sky into the second’s path with a thrust that split the air.

But the second Sentinel’s gaze only flashed, his thought echoing: ’do it.’

In the next moment, voices rose across the battlefield,

"Let there be no light!"

"Let the elements of fire, water, air and earth be docile!"

Pillars of light detonated from the Will Guard’s ranks, swallowing the sky.

The world was plunged into a perfect, absolute night. But that wasn’t all.

A second wave folded through the world. Flames dulled, currents stilled, stone and wind obeyed. In the next moment, fire, water, air, earth turned docile as if told to sleep.

In that blank, the Sentinel watched with a cold look as Atticus’s dark crimson glow sputtered and faded.

As his speed stuttered and dropped, the Sentinel’s eyes gleamed.

’I’ll kill you.’

He detonated in a surge of blackness that struck Atticus and hurled him away. He spun through the skies, regaining his momentum.

He turned to see the Sentinel’s gaze filled with pure malice drilling into him.

The sentinel growled.

"Full morph."

Darkness erupted around him, writhing like living tendrils.

His body began to distort. His bones cracked, muscles swelled beneath his armor as his frame stretched upward.

Tendrils of darkness coiled tightly around his growing limbs, constricting, reinforcing, until his once humanoid shape towered like a war titan.

Two long fangs jutted from his mouth, glistening black, and his eyes ignited with a violent crimson glow.

He roared, and the sound doubled, two voices screaming in unison across the wasteland. The first Sentinel had joined him, their screams merging into one monstrous harmony.

The second Sentinel’s eyes flicked toward Atticus and glinted with approval at the unshaken sharpness within those cold, mechanical eyes.

’Finally,’ he thought, ’something beyond his control.’

"I must admit," he said aloud, voice rumbling. "This battle has shocked me in many ways. I was right, you are more than you seem. Tell me... how did you gain such powers?"

In all his millennia, he had never witnessed someone fusing the elements so seamlessly. It wasn’t that it was impossible, rather, it wasn’t something a mere god from the verge should be able to achieve.

’It’s like his power. Is the fragment influencing him?’ As his thoughts churned, his response came.

"Telling you is irrelevant."

The Sentinel’s eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?"

"The information will be useless to you," Atticus’ tone was devoid of life. He sounded monotone, soulless, inhuman.

"Because you will die."

The Sentinel’s anger flared.

"Then the time for tricks is over!" he thundered. "Your kind taint this world and breed only chaos..."

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