Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1554

Chapter 1554: Glittering Dust

Raziel’s body was hammered, bones broken, flesh seared and burned to ash, yet Atticus’ fists never slowed.

It wasn’t until his entire body was reduced to mush that Atticus finally stopped.

Though his body still held its shape, Raziel couldn’t feel... anything. He was nothing but burned, seared ruin.

Bones ground together, skin gone. Even his eyes were lost. He didn’t need to test it, not even the fragments could save him now.

Somehow, he sensed Atticus hovering before him, silently staring down. Raziel reached out with his barely flickering will.

"So this is my end. I always wondered who’d earn it. I’m glad it’s you." 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Only silence answered him. A cold stare.

As Atticus lifted him by the neck, Raziel let out a cracked laugh.

So he planned to finish him the same way he’d finished his companion...

"You felt it during this fight, didn’t you?" Raziel said, despite Atticus’ tightening grip. "No weight. No hesitation. That’s what you become when you cut out useless burdens."

His voice wavered, but his smile didn’t.

Despite the words, Atticus’ eyes were dead, his grip iron. He was about to snap it shut when a presence flashed behind him.

Atticus vanished to the side, dangling Raziel by the neck as he evaded a lethal thrust that tore past him.

"You... dodged?"

Dravek’s brows rose in shock, but Atticus’ leg crashed beneath his chin, sending him shooting into the sky.

He was about to ascend when another sensation gripped him. This time, Atticus vanished and reappeared in the distance. An explosion rippled from where he’d just been, covering the area in crimson, glittering dust.

Atticus stared silently as Ordan slowly descended from the sky, his eyes glinting with golden light.

"Interesting. You’re still thinking through the anger."

Logoth stripped Atticus of every emotion. The time to grieve would come later.

His gaze drifted across the battlefield. Many Marquis had converged around him, each staring with cold, slightly trembling eyes. But something else caught his attention.

’Armors.’

They were identical to the one the Willguard he’d fought in the Count layer had worn, and the one who had fought Magnus. Armor capable of channeling will.

’He’s about to cancel will.’

Ordan struck his staff against the ground. The brief moment that followed was tense, then massive golden roots burst from the earth, morphing into a colossal tree that reached for the heavens.

Atticus’ exosuit encased his body as a wave washed over him. He narrowed his eyes as the armors of the Marquis around him began to glow.

"It’s working—!"

"I can feel my will..."

"So this is Willguard craft..."

Many Marquis sent fearful glances toward Ordan, but he paid them no attention. Instead, he studied his exosuit with interest.

A streak fell from the skies and slammed into the ground.

"That bastard!"

Dravek’s will burned around him as he stared at Atticus with hatred. His shattered chin healed rapidly, but his wounded pride would not mend so easily.

"Charge like that and you’ll die for nothing. Wear it."

Dravek glared at Ordan.

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