Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1236

Chapter 1236: Fog

The tension in the hall thickened instantly as the gods glanced at one another with cold, measuring gazes.

Iron Crown had said it plainly.

They were nothing but enemies.

Iron Crown continued after a moment of silence.

“I will reiterate the general rules first,” he said. “Each world has five champions representing their world. The rise or fall of the world will depend on them. You will all be placed into collective scenarios where a goal must be met. Each goal is different for every scenario and is the requirement to proceed to the next. However, the end goal of the Virelenna is to be the last god standing. Only when the goal is met can the Virelenna be said to be over. The scenarios will continue until only one remains.”

‘He’s keeping it unsaid,’ Atticus narrowed his eyes. It was odd. The beings present weren’t fools, they could easily interpret the deeper meaning behind Iron Crown’s words.

‘This could end in the first scenario.’

The end goal was clear, only one god was to remain. Which meant that if the gods wished, they could settle everything in the very first scenario.

From the cold gazes being exchanged, it was obvious the others had realized the same.

“Don’t forget,” Iron Crown’s voice cut through their thoughts, “the factions from the Middle Planes are watching. Show promise, and you will be rewarded. I’ll give you two minutes to gather yourselves before we begin.”

Atticus’s gaze lowered to the audience seated below. Just as Quiet Flame had said, they were present.

Just as he was about to turn away, he felt a stare land on him.

He turned, and saw one of the faction representatives looking at him with interest.

‘The Redflame’ Faction, Atticus identified. The man was middle aged, with spiky red hair streaked with yellow.

Draped in black, beardless, and intense, he stared at Atticus like he’d found a treasure.

‘It must be because of my Will.’

Atticus’s Will was red, and his Concept was flame aligned. It didn’t surprise him that the Redflame faction would show interest.

‘He’ll either try to recruit me… or study me,’ Atticus thought, but left it at that.

He shifted his gaze and met Quiet Flame’s eyes where he sat upon his throne. From beneath the cloaked face, Atticus saw a faint smile.

Atticus gave him a small nod before turning to his champions.

“We don’t know what to expect. But as always, be ready.”

They nodded firmly. That was all Atticus said for the entire two minutes.

As the final second passed, Iron Crown’s voice rang out once again:

“The Virelenna starts now.”

The blue hall flashed with intense light, engulfing everything. Atticus felt the familiar sensation of forced teleportation. He didn’t resist.

Just like that, the gods of the lower plane vanished.

. . .

Back on Eldoralth, a miniature figure of Quiet Flame suddenly appeared in the sky, startling the Eldorians who had just watched the blue path vanish.

“Warriors of Eldoralth,” his voice rang out. “I am your Segment Star, Quiet Flame.”

The Eldorians looked at one another in surprise. They recognized the voice, he had just summoned Atticus and the others.

“Oh, Supreme Divine Being,” Oberon bowed deeply. “How may we be of service?”

Quiet Flame regarded him for a moment. There was a hint of satisfaction in his gaze at being addressed with such respect.

“The Virelenna has begun. It would do you good to observe its happenings. Where would you like to be set up?”