Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1609

Chapter 1609: Simple

Shifting his focus, Atticus turned his attention to his surroundings. Hard stares were fixed on him from every direction, and he could feel the weight of them clearly. Awe, anger, intrigue, fear.

It was understandable. What had just happened was more than enough to shake most people.

The truth was, Atticus had genuinely underestimated the impact of his actions. Orvain, like many of the successors gathered here, was considered a genius, one of the cream of the crop and among the most likely to win the entire competition.

Yet Atticus had casually slapped such a figure aside without giving him any chance to react.

It was insane, something no one would have believed possible, and it had completely altered the way everyone now looked at him.

’So that’s Atticus Ravenstein.’

From one corner of the area, a woman with wisps of frost curling from her body smiled coldly in his direction.

’Atticus Ravenstein...’

From another, a man with a massive frame and a body formed of hardened stone stared at him with a confident, almost eager grin.

The same scene repeated itself across the field. Successors who had witnessed the exchange between Atticus and Orvain were now openly watching him, as they silently marked their target.

It wasn’t long until the gods and champions standing nearby instinctively distanced themselves, leaving Atticus and the others standing within a wide, empty circle.

Yet despite the pressure and attention, the ones at the center of it all didn’t seem to care in the slightest.

In fact, after finishing his exchange with Whisker, Atticus had already shifted his focus toward locating the fat prince and his butler.

Recalling the danger he felt from the butler, he had asked Ozerra about the man earlier. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

According to her, while she didn’t know him personally, the butler’s uniform marked him as a member of her mother’s Queen’s Guard, a select group of elites trained in lethal skills, whose sole purpose was to serve and protect the queen.

In any case, one thing was certain.

The man was strong. And dangerous.

Atticus spread out his awareness, even reaching through the elements themselves, but found nothing. After a brief moment, he stopped and shifted his focus to another matter entirely.

’The Span is here.’

Atticus could feel a constant, probing gaze on him, as though some vast being was watching from far above.

He had sensed it the moment he entered this space, and it was the real reason he hadn’t outright killed the Redflame who had approached him earlier.

’He was about to restrict me.’

Atticus had been about to kill him, but a strange sensation had suddenly crept over him, like an unseen rope tightening around his body. With so many gods nearby wielding countless powers, there was only one type of existence capable of exerting that kind of pressure.

A Star.

Atticus slowly lifted his gaze toward the sky.

’The Span.’

"I welcome you all."

The words rang out, and the whispers that filled the space died instantly. Heads moved upward as the sky itself was replaced by endless blackness.

"Thank you for choosing to participate in this Resource War. My purpose is to ensure fairness on the path of ascension for all beings within the Span. That is why these events are held."

The Span’s voice was calm and blunt, free of the theatrics the Verge was known for. Atticus could feel a faint but unmistakable reverence from the gathered gods and champions. The Span was clearly an existence held in high regard.

"Now, we will proceed. As always, the Resource War exists to secure resources for the growth and strengthening of your territories."

"Be advised, you may lose your life during this competition. If you believe your life is truly in danger and you wish to withdraw, crush your badge and you will be removed. All resources gathered up to that point will be forfeited."

"Of course, this will be meaningless if you are killed before doing so."

A sudden weight pressed down on Atticus, and he frowned slightly.

’He’s looking at me.’

He wasn’t sure what to make of the sudden attention. It was safe to say that this was the first interaction he had ever had with the span.

Still, the pressure vanished just as quickly, and the Span continued as though nothing had happened.

"We have reached the final stage before the war begins. As with every Resource War, a restriction will be placed upon all participants. I will now announce this event’s restriction."

At those words, the gathered gods and champions finally reacted. Many had heard this speech countless times before, as it preceded every Resource War, but the restriction itself was different as it always differed.

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