Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1250

Chapter 1250: Hidden Rules

’Dronvet used hand signs... the women used words... then...’

Atticus tried to guess what the last group’s method was. The last one belonged to the god who had awakened a concept, that group was the one he was most wary of. He had to tread carefully.

Unfortunately, it seemed they only had intel on the military women for now.

Atticus was pulled from his thoughts by the sound of Magnus and Aric settling into one of the couches with a loud bam. fгeewebnovёl.com

They had reverted to their normal forms, but considering their broad frames, they filled the seats completely, sitting shoulder to shoulder.

It was almost comical, especially with both of them wearing stoic expressions, arms crossed across their chests.

Atticus shook his head and smiled.

"Well, I guess we should be glad they’re giving us time to recover," he said. "We should rest and get ready for the next scenario."

"Haaa, why is it taking so long to start!?" Ozeroth complained, drawing a baffled look from Atticus.

"It’s literally been seconds."

"Exactly! That’s far too long."

Atticus shook his head and ignored him. He moved to one of the couches and was just about to slip into meditation when one more light ignited in the center of the room.

Everyone tensed.

They glanced at each other, thinking the same thing. They were all here, who the hell was coming now?

Hands found weapons. Was the next scenario starting already?

But as the light dimmed and they saw the miniature figure of a man cloaked in darkness, everyone relaxed.

"Quiet Flame?" Atticus called out.

Quiet Flame gave him a curt nod. He scanned the room. "I see you’re all in good condition," he said. "You performed splendidly in the last scenario. Good job."

Aside from Atticus and Ozeroth, the others only knew of Quiet Flame by name, their star. This was their first time seeing him in person.

Magnus and Aric gave a simple nod of acknowledgment, not bothering to stand. Zenon, on the other hand, stood and bowed deeply in respect.

Ozeroth clicked his tongue. "Splendidly, my ass," he muttered.

Quiet Flame blinked. "Did I say something wrong?" he asked.

"You didn’t. It’s just that time of the month for him," Atticus said, ignoring Ozeroth’s glare and focusing on their star.

"To what do we owe the visit?" he asked.

Quiet Flame’s expression turned serious, and the others followed suit. The air had shifted, they could all feel it.

"The power of negation you used against the god of Surnix Hold will probably not work anymore."

Atticus’s gaze sharpened. Quiet Flame had gone straight to business.

"Why?" he asked.