Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1282

Chapter 1282: Back

As the blinding light began enveloping the group, Atticus started wondering about the status of the people on Eldoralth.

He had decimated the Vortharion world, and the precautions he took before he left made sure the same wouldn’t happen to Eldoralth.

’Noctis and Whisker.’

In any sense, one of them would be able to protect Eldoralth. The former was his perfect copy, and the latter was a being from the middle planes.

They were both powerful in their own right. But Atticus hadn’t wanted to take any chances, he had no idea what the threat might be.

’But...’ this was his major concern. Quiet Flame hadn’t been able to warn Eldoralth like Iron Crown had warned Vortharion. Which meant it was possible Eldoralth had been caught by surprise.

’There might be deaths.’

Atticus’s gaze was cold as the light enveloped him and the others, their visions turning black.

A second passed.

And as the darkness receded, Atticus opened his eyes to a world with colours.

He was high in the sky. Below him stretched a vast world bathed in sunlight. Valleys rolled over each other, mountains touched the sky, and streaks of mana glittered faintly across the air like dancing streams of light. It was beautiful. It was familiar.

But Atticus didn’t waste time admiring the view. He was a god, and this was his world.

A thought was all it took to find his target. He vanished from the sky without a word and appeared in the middle of an endless desert.

Except, it wasn’t.

Instead of dunes of sand and a scorching sun, what Atticus got was cracked and transformed terrain with a weather that could only be described as unstable.

There were patches of hot and cold across the ground, as though the world itself couldn’t decide what it wanted to be.

Atticus was soon drawn toward the mushroom cloud still rising into the sky in roaring waves, shockwaves spreading outward. Despite his close proximity, it didn’t seem to affect him even the slightest bit.

It was as though something had gone supernova in the middle of the desert.

With a thought, a wave spread out from him and the eruption of force came to a stop. The spreading shockwave paused, then began to recede, followed by the thick haze.

A moment later, it became nothing more than a compressed ball in the sky, shrinking and shrinking until it vanished into thin air.

With the haze gone, Atticus was able to take in the scene clearly.

Hovering in the sky was the figure Atticus could guess was the cause of the explosion. At least, half of the cause.

A large, pure white beast with spiky fur and claws like blades. He hovered in the sky with claws stretched out, as though he had been clashing with someone just moments ago.

But as soon as Atticus saw the crimson blood leaking from his form, an ache settled in his chest.

"Noctis..."

Atticus’s voice seemed to awaken the beast. His crazed eyes regained clarity, and as he shook his head and turned toward Atticus, the sheer killing intent radiating from him vanished completely.

Noctis blinked. "Dada?" he said, as though he couldn’t believe his eyes. But as he saw Atticus’s smile, his eyes widened.

Atticus didn’t react as Noctis shrunk to his petite size, latched onto his face, and began licking it like it was the sweatiest thing in the world. freewēbnoveℓ.com

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