Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1264

Chapter 1264: Survived

"You have successfully slain the king of the Somnera world. You may not kill another. You will be transported to the waiting room in a moment."

The words made Atticus frown. While it was true that there was no point in killing another king now that he had slain the Somnera king, he didn’t like this. He didn’t like leaving loose ends.

He glanced at the Amazonian archer, her face twisted in anger and hate. He could see it in her eyes, they screamed, this is far from over.

Atticus tore his gaze away from her, shaking his head. He was practically the god of her world now. What the hell could she possibly do?

He turned just as Magnus and Aric arrived in streaks of light, landing before him.

"You okay?"

Atticus smiled and nodded at Magnus, then at Aric, whose eyes bore the same question.

"It’s over now. I killed a king. We’re being transported to the waiting room."

A smile spread across Magnus’ face, and Aric nodded. Atticus could tell they were pleased. Another scenario cleared. One more, and the Virelenna would be theirs.

"Ozeroth and Zenon?" Atticus asked.

Magnus gestured toward the direction they came from. It was a long way off, but nothing Atticus couldn’t cover if needed.

His eyes locked on Ozeroth, who appeared to be enjoying himself far too much, spanking a woman whose face said it all: humiliation.

"Of course."

Atticus sighed and shook his head just as a blinding glow began to envelop them.

"This isn’t over! I’ll make you pay!"

Atticus, Magnus, and Aric turned toward the Amazonian archer, who now pointed at him, fury filling in her voice.

Magnus and Aric raised an eyebrow. If not for their stoic natures, they might’ve burst into laughter.

Atticus didn’t bother replying. He averted his gaze. There was no point.

The light engulfed them, and the trio vanished from the cavernous hall, reappearing in the waiting room they all knew.

"Ahh! Not again!"

Ozeroth’s scream was the first thing that hit them.

"Why are you screaming?" Atticus asked.

Ozeroth stood up from his crouch, his eyes burning.

"You did it again, bond. You interrupted the lesson I was trying to give!"

"First of all," Atticus began, face flat, "what makes you think it was me? And secondly, I saw you... spanking her. I think she’s learned enough, don’t you think?"

Zenon nodded from the side. "Her buttocks were seconds away from catching fire. If that’s not enough of a lesson, then I don’t know what is."

He seemed genuinely shaken, and Atticus couldn’t blame him. Only Ozeroth could turn a fight with a world’s champion into a life lecture from an overzealous elder.

But Ozeroth waved off their words. "I’ll be the judge of that!" he snapped. "I could still sense a hint of defiance in her eyes. If you’d given me a bit more time, I’m sure she would’ve submitted to my greatness!"

"Submitted... how?" Atticus tilted his head.

Ozeroth paused, then cleared his throat.

"She would’ve agreed to join my harem..."

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