Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1623

Chapter 1623: Eager

’He can summon multiple.’

His figure blurred, evading each incoming strike. He used the killing intent as his guide, identifying each replica before swiftly severing their heads with precise slashes of his katana.

’They’re coming back.’

He had already destroyed several, yet their numbers showed no sign of diminishing. Since only his bare katana could affect them, Atticus was unable to use his usual large scale will based attacks.

’I can’t sustain this.’

He was expending will with every passing moment, while the replicas appeared endless. The only way to end this was to eliminate the source.

But...

’It’s dangerous.’

Earlier, the man had deflected his surprise attack without any warning. Atticus hadn’t perceived anything until his blade struck the replica, especially since there had been no killing intent to identify its presence.

He could just as easily be rushing into a blade.

’Then...’

Atticus came to an abrupt halt, suddenly lowering his weapon.

"Hm? Have you given up already?"

The butler smiled calmly, the golden glow in his eyes intensifying.

"...Good. At least you understand your place."

As his arm lowered, killing intent surged from every direction as the replicas lunged toward him.

"All motion, cease."

"...!?"

The butler’s eyes constricted. Atticus should have been skewered from every angle, yet he was there, standing calmly.

"What... is this?"

’As expected.’

Atticus narrowed his eyes as the butler struggled against the invisible restraint. His body trembled as his will churned around him.

Though Atticus could use the element to stop all motion, the power of the butler’s will did not fall beneath his own. His will was actively resisting the command.

He could feel a sharp, persistent pain forming within his head, like a constant pressure grinding against his mind with every moment he maintained the command.

But he had gained what he needed.

Time.

"Godspeed Grace."

His figure vanished, reappearing directly before the butler in a trail of crimson. The man’s eyes widened in shock as Atticus’ blade descended toward his neck.

"Don’t overestimate yourself. Manifest!"

"!!"

The butler erupted in a blinding burst of golden light, and Atticus’ katana sliced through empty space.

’Where did he go?’

Atticus immediately scanned his surroundings, activating Omnicognition to its fullest extent, yet found nothing.

’The replicas...’

It wasn’t just the butler, he couldn’t sense the replicas either. It was as though they had ceased to exist entirely.

He frowned. What kind of manifestation was this?

"You know... I did find it strange that you were able to evade my Echoes."

Sensing a sudden spike of killing intent, Atticus darted away and reappeared several meters away. A massive gash tore through the earth where he had stood moments before.

’He’s become invisible.’

"But now, I understand."

"All motion, cease."

"Hm? You stopped this as well... impressive."

The butler’s voice sounded dangerously close. Directly in front of him.

Though Atticus still could not see him, he knew with certainty that a trembling blade hovered mere inches from his throat.

Without hesitation, Atticus closed the distance, swinging his katana in a precise arc meant to sever him, but the presence vanished.

"So... it’s the killing intent, isn’t it?"

The butler’s amused voice echoed from elsewhere the next instant.

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