Atticus’s Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground - Chapter 1080

Chapter 1080: Who Would You Believe
Streaks of light shot in from all directions, converging on Atticus’s location.

He didn’t need to look. He felt them already. Paragons of humanity.

Even Magnus was among them.

They all landed silently, standing around him with eyes locked on the sky and faces grim.

From the opened hulls, figures began to emerge.

One from the Dimensari.

One from the Vampyros.

Multiple from the Dragon race.

As they stepped forward, the air around them thickened. The very presence of these beings sent waves of pressure across the sky.

The paragons of humanity reacted instinctively, their fists clenched and eyes narrowed.

But the average citizen couldn’t see that far. But somehow, the invaders had accounted for that.

From the undersides of the warships, small floating devices came out. They whirred silently, positioning themselves around the figures in the sky.

And then, just above the barrier of the Aegis Shield, three enormous screens blinked into existence.

And on those screens, projected clearly for all to see, were the figures that had just stepped out.

The invaders.

The crowd stared.

And many… forgot to breathe.

Eletantron Valerius.

Jezenet Bloodveil.

And several members of the Dragon Coven.

Across the human domain, there wasn’t a soul unfamiliar with those names, especially the first two.

They weren’t just figureheads.

They were the leaders of two of the most powerful races in all of Eldoralth.

And now… they had come personally?

The dread that gripped the hearts of humanity tightened into something far worse, pure, suffocating terror.

Some pissed themselves.

Others fell to their knees, weeping.

All of them, every single one, felt fear crawl down their spines.

Eletantron moved forward.

The screens followed his movement in perfect sync, displaying every detail.

He gazed down at the human domain like a god peering at a failed experiment, cold, distant, and immeasurably powerful.

Then, he spoke.

His voice did not echo.

It boomed.

It reverberated across the entire domain, as if the very world had become his mouthpiece.

“Humans.”

“My name is Eletantron Valerius. I have come to deliver an ultimatum.”

“A few weeks ago, your Apex, Atticus Ravenstein, committed an act of war against the Alliance. He destroyed our military training camp and, in doing so, slaughtered millions of our youths.”

“When Carius, my grandson and Apex of the Dimensari race, alongside the Dragon Apex, attempted to stop him, he killed them both.”

“My son, Azrakan, and Velkarion, the leader of the Dragon race, arrived shortly after with a battalion of paragons.”

“They too were slain.”

“Atticus Ravenstein has committed crimes beyond forgiveness. He has spilled the blood of the future. He has desecrated the legacy of entire races.”

“He must be punished.”

“You have one day. Lower your shield. Hand over the traitor. And we will leave without any more needless bloodshed.”

“Resist… and your entire species will burn.”

A silence gripped the entire human domain.

Throughout Eletantron’s speech, wave after wave of shock had slammed into the people, leaving their hearts beating fast and their minds in chaos.

Their Apex? A traitor?

But hadn’t Atticus just addressed them weeks ago? Hadn’t he told them what happened? That he was attacked? That he defended himself?

Now, everything he said stood at odds with the accusations sounding from the sky.

Confusion, pure and complete confusion, was what many of them could feel.

Some were stunned speechless, not knowing what to believe. But others… others began leaning toward the side that promised their safety.

The side of power.

To many, there was no clearer indication of power than the leaders of three of the most powerful races in Eldoralth standing together.

That was strength.

That was certainty.

And Atticus Ravenstein…

A traitor.

This thought began to root itself in the minds of everyone. Quietly and infectiously.

And just as many began to believe it, a surge of violet light burst outward across the entire human domain.

In an instant, glowing purple screens materialized in the sky, mirroring the exact positioning of Eletantron’s.

Then, an image appeared showing the scene of the military training camp.

The paragons of humanity turned sharply toward Atticus, stunned. Their dread-filled faces morphed to surprise as they saw him, standing still with one arm raised, a faint purple glow radiating from his body.

He said nothing.

They had questions, so many questions, but none of them spoke.

Instead, their gazes shifted back to the newly formed screens, watching silently.

Some of the screens moved to face the opposite direction, deliberately angled so even Eletantron, Jezenet, and the Dragons could see what was about to unfold.

The truth.

Or at least… Atticus’s version of it.

The screens flickered.

Then, a glowing image appeared. The scene played out like a memory.

They saw it.

Atticus talking with Aurora and the rest of his team just before the banquet. Even their voices sounded.

Then it soon shifted to the banquet, where he met with different people, including the apexes of the other races.

And then, the forest.

Lucas.

The trap.

And then it became even clearer, they weren’t just watching a memory.

It was as though they were watching through his eyes.

Atticus’s own gaze had started glowing now, his irises an intense violet as he stood manipulating everything silently.

This ability… he had only just learned it.

It was one of Ozeroth’s array of techniques.

And he learned it because he needed it for this moment. To counter the poison that Eletantron’s words were trying to plant.

He had seen through their plan immediately:

Divide the human domain. Break it apart from within.

His words would only cause chaos.

Everyone watched as Lucas exploded, trapping Atticus in the containment orb.

They saw, through Atticus’s perception, Drakthanion’s sudden attack on Aurora, the chaos erupting in the military training camp in the blink of an eye.

Viktor Halden.

The staff sergeant’s fight with the dragon apex. His bravery, his sacrifice. They saw it all, through Atticus’s eyes.

The arrival of the race leaders.

Atticus speech.

Carius and Drakthanion’s betrayal.

And the battle that followed.

The earth-shattering force.

The overwhelming force of Atticus Ravenstein unleashed.

The carnage.

None turned away. None blinked.

The silence that followed as the last flicker of the memory was deeper than anything that had come before.

The screens went dark, leaving only the Aegis Shield’s faint glow reflecting in countless stunned eyes.

And then, his calm voice came.

“Who would you believe?”