Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1548

Chapter 1548: Death

"Hm. If it makes you feel any better," the Willguard said calmly, "you lasted longer than I expected."

Some distance away, the Willguard approached with unhurried steps, golden armor gleaming beneath the blinding sun.

He might have looked like a warrior from the heavens, if not for the abyss black eyes and the oppressive aura surrounding him.

He stopped before Magnus and looked down at him.

"I was instructed to make your death painful. I’ve devoted my life to cleansing this world of the filth that infests it."

He slowly raised his sword, the blade catching the light.

Magnus felt every gaze on him. He saw his grandson trembling, eyes locked intensely on the scene.

But Magnus exhaled heavily and turned his gaze to the bright sky, his expression empty.

"Your only sin," the Willguard continued, "was being associated with that filth."

The blade came down, and blood splattered across the ruined ground. The Willguard’s eyes narrowed.

Rather than his head, his sword had pierced straight through Magnus’s palm and into his arm.

"Oh? You can still move?"

He tried to pull his blade free, only for Magnus’s grip to tighten around it, locking it in place. Despite the searing pain, Magnus forced himself upright and pressed his hand against the armor.

"Wha—"

The Willguard’s eyes widened.

"Release!"

The armor detonated, blasting Magnus away. He tumbled across the earth before finally coming to a stop. His eyes darted back to the Willguard, who now stared at him with wide eyes.

"You... what did you do?"

Orbs of light began to glow from the armor’s joints, swelling with each passing second.

"This armor... You shouldn’t be able to affect it. There’s no way your inferior energy can." He raised his arm. "Release!"

A weaker blast rippled outward, but the glowing orbs remained untouched. The Willguard’s eyes darkened further.

"This is your doing!"

Magnus let out a heavy breath, heat rippling through him as fire born molecules stirred beneath his skin. He raised his arm slowly and clenched his fist.

The orbs detonated in concussive blasts that hurled the Willguard away with each violent explosion.

Atticus felt a wave of shock hit him. Magnus had been seconds from death, he had seen that resigned expression himself.

So what was this?

’What just happened?’

He replayed every moment of the battle in his mind, and then it clicked.

’He planned it. All of it.’

Atticus couldn’t keep his composure anymore. A wide grin appeared on his face.

The Willguard’s armor could conduct will, making it will forged and impervious to any inferior energy.

Magnus had realized that early on. That was why he had turned into lightning and entered the armor itself, aiming for the man inside rather than the shell protecting him. The Willguard had forced him out before he could deal any damage.

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