Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1672

Chapter 1672: Waiting

"...what I can tell you is this. Only gods can enter the Crown."

A deep frown settled on Atticus’ face at the words.

Only gods...

’I can’t leave anyone.’

There was no telling what dangers still lingered within the span. Even at the summit, leaving his family behind was not an option. The solution was simple... turn everyone into a god. However... his gaze slowly narrowed.

’What about... her.’

"...can a pregnant god enter?"

The eternal span regarded him for a moment, then shook his large head.

"Unfortunately... no. A pregnant god carries an ordinary child. The child would either have to be separated from her... or terminated."

A chill flickered through Atticus’ eyes as the air around him turned heavy. His fingers tightened around the hilt of his katana, his head tilting slightly.

"...terminated?"

Star or not, he would raze this world to the ground before he allowed anyone to touch his sister.

"Do not forget... i am only an information source. I’m giving you options. Besides..."

The eternal span’s eyes darkened to black, and the endless blue sky dimmed with them. The air thickened, pressing down as the ground began to tremble beneath them.

"...do not forget who you’re standing before, child."

It felt as though the world itself had descended upon him. His body refused to move, and even drawing breath became a struggle.

Yet Atticus’ gaze did not waver. He met the span’s eyes without the slightest flicker.

The eternal span’s expression tightened faintly.

’This child...’

His aura alone should have been enough to crush him, yet he still refused to yield.

’So that fool was right... again.’

Tch.

Another loss to that accursed verge.

With a quiet exhale, the eternal span withdrew his pressure, and the world eased back into place.

"..."

Atticus mirrored the motion, easing his grip on the hilt of his katana.

"If you want the child to follow you into the Crown... then she must become a god."

"..."

"...I would advise against that."

The span’s wings spread, then beat once as he rose into the sky, his body beginning to glow with a blinding light.

"...the Crown is not a place you bring deadweight."

He dissolved into motes of light the next moment, and the overwhelming weight of his presence vanished with him.

"Whew."

Atticus let out the breath he hadn’t realized he was holding, his arms loosening at his sides. The span’s aura had been suffocating... it had taken everything he had just to remain standing.

A moment later, his hands slowly curled into fists.

’Turn her into a god.’

She was merely a fetus... It was impossible. Which meant...

’We have to wait...’

At least until she was born.

...

Moments later, Atticus gathered the others... Anorah, Ozeroth, Whisker, Magnus, Avalon, Azeron, Oberon, and many more, and told them everything he had learned.

A long silence settled over the hall.

"...only gods... huh." Whisker muttered. "So... we wait until my goddaughter is born."

Ozeroth glared at whisker.

"...your goddaughter? Since when?"

"Huh? Since now. It’s obviously me."

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