Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1646

Chapter 1646: Justice

Atticus narrowed his gaze at the blinding figure hovering in the sky.

’The High Judicator.’

A cascade of golden light poured from his body, spilling downward and plunging the already golden world into an even deeper radiance.

Atticus could feel the overwhelming heaviness that had gripped him the moment he arrived, as though the world itself were pressing down upon him.

’The territory god.’

Atticus tightened his grip on his katana. The man looked old and frail, yet a suffocating sense of danger radiated from him.

The High Judicator’s eyes gleamed coldly as they bore down upon Atticus.

"I’ve finally found you."

"It’s the High Judicator!"

"He’s here!"

"We’re saved!"

The millions of citizens fleeing for their lives halted the instant they saw the High Judicator. Loud cheers erupted as they began chanting his name.

The golden light surrounding the High Judicator seemed to intensify with their voices. His presence swelled, growing heavier as it pressed down upon the world.

"Criminal Atticus Ravenstein!"

The High Judicator’s voice boomed across the heavens.

"Your treachery ends today! The Willguard will deliver justice—"

Atticus flashed forward before the High Judicator, his katana thrusting out with such force that the world itself seemed to warp around the strike.

The High Judicator’s eyes narrowed.

"Futile."

Atticus’ eyes constricted as his blade passed straight through the High Judicator’s head as though he were nothing more than a ghost.

The strike continued forward, tearing a deep trench across the distant horizon. But Atticus’ gaze remained locked on the High Judicator, who now stood unharmed at another location.

The High Judicator shot him an icy glare.

"Pathetic. Truly pathetic. To think you would resort to a sneak attack. Your treachery truly knows no bounds."

Atticus paid no attention to his words. His mind was already racing.

’What just happened?’

His blade had passed through him without meeting the slightest resistance. Omnicognition had been active the entire time. Yet Atticus hadn’t seen him activate a single Will Art.

’Then... an Aspect.’

"You will no longer be allowed to stain this world with your filth!"

Atticus narrowed his eyes at the High Judicator, whose body had begun to glow with endless golden energy.

He could feel every stream of Will throughout the world converging toward him as he slowly raised his arm.

"Manifest!"

The High Judicator exploded in a blinding flash of light that engulfed the world and swallowed everything in brilliance.

When the radiance faded, Atticus fixed his gaze on him once more.

The High Judicator looked exactly the same, save for the radiant golden crown now resting upon his head.

"Atticus Ravenstein... your crimes end here. Justice will be delivered."

"Yes! Bring him to justice!"

"Hail the High Judicator!"

The people below roared his name as they dropped to their knees, bowing in reverence.

’He became stronger.’

The High Judicator’s presence had grown denser than before. The obvious reason was his manifestation, yet Atticus found it difficult to grasp its effects.

Most manifestations he had encountered were far more direct. Hammer meant to crush. Fire meant to destroy.

But a crown...

The last time he had encountered a crown had been during his battle with Raziel at the Verge Games. Even then, Atticus had been able to discern its effects. But this was different.

"Need help?"

Whisker suddenly appeared by his side, a smile on his lips.

Atticus cast a glance toward Eldros in the distance.

"Don’t you have something else to deal with?"

"Oh come on, my star actor is far more interesting. Just say the word and I’ll step in."

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