Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1284

Chapter 1284: One Night

Atticus fixed his heavy gaze on the Apexes. He... didn’t know what to say.

’Why?’ This was the question bugging him.

Why had they done it? Atticus hadn’t shown any hint of wanting to kill them. Their lives hadn’t been in danger. While they had been fighting for Eldoralth’s survival, he hadn’t informed the Apexes.

None of them should’ve known what was actually going on.

Which meant... there were no imminent threats. That was what made it so confusing.

It was known that they were risking their lives in the fourth trial. Its threat level was so high that none amongst his predecessors had passed it.

The only reason Atticus himself had attempted it was because his life had been in danger. But here they were, each seated cross legged, eyes closed, and weapons glowing.

’Will they pass?’ Atticus wasn’t sure. He had no idea if their trial would be the same as his.

But he had spent enough time in the trial to realize how unique his ability to manipulate mana signatures was.

It had been an ability that came in very necessary during the trial. If the Apexes didn’t have it, could they pass?

’Plus, how is time still moving?’ Atticus asked himself. During all his trials, time had slowed to a crawl, regardless of who his opponent had been.

’It could be the circumstances,’ he realized. During his second trial, the life weapon had pulled him in against his will due to the situation.

It had ultimately been to protect him. And this, Atticus believed, was the life weapon’s goal, to protect its wielder. Well... to an extent.

Aside from the life and death trials, the rest were enemies.

If the three had been in life and death circumstances, odds were that time would have slowed for them too.

Atticus removed his gaze away after a few seconds. ’There’s nothing to do but wait.’ The life weapons were far beyond his imagination and control. There was no way he could influence such a thing.

Still, he kept an eye out for each of them, just in case they awakened. As he made his way out of the training room with Anastasia in tow, Atticus found himself wondering how life weapon wielders who failed their trials actually died.

Would they simply cease to exist? Or would their bodies remain?

"Get something to eat before you begin."

Atticus sighed softly, turning toward Anastasia. She stared at him with a firm gaze. She wasn’t taking no for an answer.

’How did she even know?’ he wondered. Though he had just gotten back, he had been about to start working like it was a normal routine. A god had endless stamina after all.

But his mother had read him like a book.

"Okay, mom." He saw he couldn’t change her mind and agreed.

Moving back towards the main mansion, Atticus was a bit surprised to see the table already set.

Varieties of food filled the table, it looked like a banquet for kings.

Anastasia smiled at her son’s shocked expression. "Surprised?"

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