Atticus’s Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground - Chapter 1104

Chapter 1104: Silence
Eletantron and Jezenet clenched their fists, their eyes burning with rage, before steadying themselves mid-air, regaining their balance.

Then, both their gazes shot upward, to see Atticus and Ozeroth looking down at them like gods observing ants.

An intense surge of rage tore through them, their auras erupting once more in full, wild force.

Eletantron acted, executing multiple actions at once.

“Prism Veil.”

“Elven Art: Starpierce Sight.”

“Requime Curse: Soulgrasp Chains.”

Eletantron’s aura expanded violently as a pulse shot out from him, encompassing everything. Reality twisted. Up became down. Distance became warped. The laws of existence bent like they were lies.

His eyes glowed with a greenish hue as his sight sharpened beyond comprehension. His clarity becoming absolute.

Then, his form grew ghostlike, ethereal. From behind, ghostly chains snaked outward, floating around him eerily.

To everyone watching, it was clear, he had activated the Lucendi’s Prism Veil, the Elven Starpierce Sight, and the Requime’s Soulgrasp Chains.

But that wasn’t all of his power.

Eletantron raised his arms, and millions of spatial blades formed around them. As he brought his hands down, the blades came crashing toward Atticus at blistering speed.

It was déjà vu.

The last time Eletantron tried this, Atticus had erased them without even lifting a finger. But this time… was different.

Only those outside could see the spatial blades. But to those inside the illusion, it appeared so, clear skies. No threat. Just as Eletantron intended.

But the reverse was the case.

Atticus’s spiritual eyes saw through the veil. They cut through the lies like a hot blade through silk. He saw the blades surging toward him.

But he didn’t flare his fusion energy to clear them. No. He simply swept his katana construct to the side, his cold eyes locking onto Eletantron.

The dimensional blades reached him, and stopped.

Eletantron’s expression shattered. No matter how hard he tried, they wouldn’t budge. It was as if they no longer belonged to him.

Then, with a thought, Atticus made them fizzle out of existence.

Eletantron’s eyes exploded wide. Atticus had taken control of his spatial blades!? But that wasn’t all. He looked back to where Atticus had been, only to see… nothing.

Atticus had moved.

Then he heard it.

The sound of air tearing.

He spun and saw it, a katana crashing down toward his head.

Eletantron’s expression darkened and his chains whipped toward Atticus, aiming to strike his soul directly.

But a crimson glow burst forth from Atticus as his will surged. It collided with the chains and shattered them into motes of vanishing light.

Eletantron forgot how to breathe.

The Requime’s Soulgrasp Chains targeted the soul itself. One touch would set the spirit ablaze. There was only one counter: having superior will.

Eletantron had lived for centuries. He had faced paragons, amassed experience. Yet now, this boy, this nineteen-year-old, had more will than him?

Impossible!

But the katana was still coming.

‘I have to escape.’

He had come here with certainty. He had absorbed three race cores. His power had skyrocketed. He was sure, sure, that Atticus would fall today.

But the monster child had grown even stronger.

Eletantron gritted his teeth.

‘Another day,’ he resolved.

He summoned his space powers… and froze.

‘It’s not responding!?’

The space molecules weren’t responding! No matter how desperately he called, nothing!

His head snapped to Atticus, who stared at him coldly.

Then it hit him.

‘He absorbed the Dimensari core…’

He knew there was a possibility of Atticus absorbing the Dimensari core from Carius. But he had never imagined that Atticus would master it to the point of blocking him from using space itself.

But reality was cruel. And the fact was clear:

He couldn’t run.

Desperation surged through him. He didn’t want to die. His sword blazed with every ounce of his remaining power, spiraling like a vortex. He slashed upward to block.

But then… something worse happened.

“Void Rend.”

A wave burst from Atticus.

Eletantron’s eyes widened in horror.

The Nullite power!

He felt it. The mana was gone. His abilities, not responding. All that remained to block the attack… was a simple blade.

His eyes lost all color.

‘I—I failed…’

Those were his final thoughts as the katana struck.

There was no explosion. No earth-shattering boom. The katana sliced through his sword like tofu through butter.

But then, it stopped.

Eletantron had braced for his death, closing his eyes.

But as he slowly opened them, he saw the blade hovering inches from his head.

“W-wha—”

But Eletantron couldn’t finish.

A hand grabbed his face in a vice-like crushing grip.

Then came the voice. Cold.

“You don’t deserve a simple death.”

The hand suddenly closed in tighter. And the sounds of cracks echoed as his skull began to give in.

“Hrrrrggh!”

Eletantron screamed. His voice echoed across the entire human domain, rattling the bones of the people.

Everyone watched, stunned and utterly silent.

The leader of the Dimensari race, one of the most feared and powerful across Eldoralth, was being held like a ragdoll and screaming at the top of his lungs by a nineteen-year-old human.

And humanity…

Didn’t know how to react.

But this wasn’t the only brutal scene unfolding.

The moment Eletantron had released his aura and attacked Atticus, Jezenet had done the same, launching herself at Ozeroth with murderous intent.

She had fused with the Transmutari, Demon, and Dwarven cores. The last two made her body sturdier, solid like steel.

And the first made her movement explosive. She converted any and every form of energy into fuel for motion.

Her attacks were relentless, her blood spear thrusting with such insane force and speed that multiple concentric rings tore through the air.

Afterimages danced around her like specters. Her Vampyros bloodline made her every strike even more savage.

But Ozeroth…

He met her with nothing but calm, and his twin hammers.

He was bonded to Atticus. If Atticus could see through all lies and weaknesses, then so could he.

His movements were simple. Too simple. But deadly. He struck through the flaws in every one of her explosive attacks, countering with hammer swings that shattered her bones and silenced her screams.

But Ozeroth… was even more brutal than Atticus.

Once she was incapacitated, he grabbed her by the throat with one hand, then clamped her neck with the other.

And he pulled.

Slowly.

Her neck stretched, straining to its very limit.

“Haaaaa!” Jezenet screamed, her voice wild and filled with agony, but Ozeroth only looked at her with a wide, almost joyous smile.

And humanity watched the two brutal scenes without being able to utter anything.

On one side, Atticus crushed Eletantron’s head, his screams echoing across the entire domain.

On the other, Ozeroth stretched Jezenet’s neck to its breaking point, trying to rip it clean from her body.

No one knew what to say.

In fact, no one had even dared to imagine it could turn out this way.

Their Apex, their Atticus, had single-handedly taken down two of the strongest beings on the planet.

And he had done it easily.

To think…

He was this strong.

Even the human paragons stood frozen, watching in silence.

And back in the Ravenstein control room, Anastasia and the others felt it too, shock… and awe.

Then…

Atticus closed his fist.

Ozeroth pulled with force.

One head, crushed.

One, torn from the body.

And just like that, Eletantron and Jezenet, two of Eldoralth’s mightiest, were dead.