Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1547

Chapter 1547: Resolve

The silence of the board was calming to Magnus.

All eyes were on him, many curious, others filled with lethal intent, and some... worried. He held on to the latter.

Once again, his stubborn nature had gotten the better of him, forcing his grandson into allowing him to fight an impossible battle.

The image of his late wife rose unbidden in his mind. This was exactly the kind of thing that used to earn him a scolding.

A slight twinge settled in his chest. He’d thought of her again. No matter what he did, he always found a way back to her. Magnus exhaled slowly and steadied himself.

The Ascension Games had been a constant reminder of his weakness. The world had grown far larger than him, to the point where he now stood at the bottom of the food chain.

The grandson he had once sworn to protect had surpassed him in every imaginable way, leaving Magnus struggling to find any use for himself.

He could accept that he would never catch up to Atticus.

He could live with no longer being the family’s shield.

But...

Magnus clenched his fists until veins rippled up his arms and into his neck as he stared at the Willguard before him.

He would rather die than become a burden to his grandson.

He avoided Atticus’s gaze entirely. The last thing he needed was doubt. Instead, he studied the Willguard.

The man was broader than most of them. A faceless mask concealed everything but dull, unblinking eyes fixed squarely on him.

Yet none of that mattered as much as what he represented.

Atticus had always warned him about the Willguard, their danger, their unpredictability. It was impossible to tell how this battle would end.

The Willguard blinked once, then spoke.

"Your fate is already decided. Struggling will only delay it. Your death will be slow. If you want mercy, get on your knees and end it yourself."

Magnus didn’t react. He flicked his arm aside instead.

Lightning crackled around his body as his eyes flared white. The energy condensed along his arm, fusing into a spear whose sheer presence warped the air around it.

The world faded into muted silence as Magnus locked eyes with the Willguard, everything else ceasing to exist.

"Begin."

The world around him blurred before the word could fully settle. Violent winds slammed into Magnus as he flashed forward like a bolt of lightning, driving his spear ahead with such speed that a gale roared around its tip.

A blinding light struck his eyes the instant the blow landed, forcing him to squint. Less than a heartbeat later, pain surged through his arm. As the light faded, his eyes narrowed, taking in the result.

Golden, vibrating plates of armor now covered the Willguard from head to toe. Magnus’s spear hissed uselessly against it, failing to leave even the faintest mark.

The shock lasted only a moment.

The world collapsed into a muted blur as lightning thrummed through Magnus’s body. He vanished and reappeared around the Willguard in rapidly, unleashing multiple piercing strikes all at once.

Explosions thundered in his ears. Pain tore through his arms with every impact, yet Magnus didn’t slow. His movements didn’t falter as he redirected his attacks toward more lethal points.

Pain was pain. Nothing more.

He narrowed his eyes as the Willguard’s armor suddenly flashed gold.

"Release."

A spike of danger washed over Magnus. He halted his spear mid thrust and shot backward just as the armor detonated, a roaring explosion swallowing the horizon whole.

Magnus reappeared at a distance, staring grimly at the towering mushroom clouds clawing toward the sky. Moments later, the haze thinned, revealing the aftermath.

The Willguard stood at the center of a colossal crater, its scale almost absurd. Despite the storm of attacks Magnus had rained down on him, there wasn’t a single scratch on his body.

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