Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1611

Chapter 1611: Blade

Slash.

Zair watched calmly as the god’s body split cleanly into two equal halves, soaking the forest floor beneath it in blood. He dispersed his sword and slowly glanced around.

’No more threats.’

Only a few minutes had passed since the Resource Wars began, and this had been their first encounter. The forest was unnervingly quiet, and he couldn’t feel any presence beyond the two of them.

"Urgh, Brother... I told you to save the head."

Lyra grimaced as she knelt beside the corpse, studying the damage.

"I had to kill him quickly."

"There were other ways. You could’ve cut his neck. Pierced his heart. Taken off his limbs. Hell, even his crotch if you had to. Just not the head."

She sighed.

"Now I can’t access his will. It’s broken."

It was well known that Will originated from the mind, an extension of one’s very being. By cleaving straight through the god’s source, Zair had shattered it.

"..."

For a moment, Zair didn’t know how to respond to his innocent sister casually listing methods of killing a man. Still, he knew better than to think the corpse was the real reason for her irritation.

"You’re still angry about him?"

"Ugh."

Lyra’s brows knit together at the mention of the white haired stranger from yesterday.

"That scammer... after we were actually nice to him, too."

"But he never promised you anything."

"So what? If someone treats you well, the least you can do is return the favour."

"That’s not how the world works, Lyra."

"Then the world is wrong."

"..."

"That scammer..." Lyra clenched her fists. "If I ever see him again, I’m giving him a piece of my mind."

Zair let out a faint sigh as she turned away. Unlike what his sister believed, he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about that man either.

If anything, the unease he’d felt during their first meeting had only grown during the second.

The truth was... he hadn’t restrained Lyra last night because she was wrong. He’d done it because he feared what would happen if she angered him.

’Atticus Ravenstein.’

Zair had looked into him that very night and had been stunned by what he found. Atticus was already a known figure across the Span.

Watching recordings of the Ascension Games, seeing that power firsthand, how he stood against overwhelming odds and still came up victorious had only deepened his shock.

Yet nothing unsettled him more than how quickly Atticus had reached the Core. Just mere months after entering the Span.

It had taken Zair decades.

’What kind of person climbs that fast?’

He’d chased that level of power for as long as he could remember. And now that Atticus stood on the same battlefield, he felt his competitiveness rising.

’I won’t lose.’

He had no interest in the so called geniuses of the major families. To him, there was only one real competitor in this Resource War.

Eventually, Lyra’s frustration faded. She began humming softly, eyes bright as she inspected the bisected remains with the same excitement a child might show a pile of sweets.

Muttering about how this contrasted her appearance greatly, Zair went ahead and captured the nearby resource. Once everything was done, they left the scene and moved deeper into the forest, eventually stopping to make camp.

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