Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1252

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Chapter 1252: Penalty

The champions all turned to face Atticus, who calmly stood up, eyes meeting theirs. He gave them a nod and spoke. "Get ready."

The atmosphere shifted. Calmness was replaced with raw, unfiltered battle intent. Everyone stood at the ready, hands close to their weapons as the seconds ticked by.

The minute went by fast. The group’s eyes all stayed on each other as a blinding light started to engulf them.

Atticus felt the pull. He was being teleported. He didn’t fight it, and in the next second, the group vanished.

There was only nothing but darkness until there was only anything but light.

It flooded his eyes, and all Atticus could see was white. A second passed, and the light began to dim until it vanished.

Atticus ran through three things the instant the light vanished. First, his surroundings.

’A large, cavernous space.’

Faint light shone down from the ceiling, illuminating the cavernous space clearly. The stone walls were rugged and layered.

The ground was cracked in many places, and all around them were different paths. Briefly trying to peer into their depths only brought back utter darkness.

The second thing Atticus focused on was his companions. His scan of the surroundings showed they each stood directly behind him, each gaze serious, cautiously scanning the area.

And the third, himself. ’No suppression.’

He was glad. His power hadn’t been suppressed in any way. His will, elements, and katana were all intact.

"Anything?" Zenon asked in a whisper. It was clear Atticus’ perception was the greatest of the people present.

"Nothing." Atticus shook his head after a moment. His eyes couldn’t seem to pierce through the veil of darkness in each of the pathways.

"Well, we can’t just stand here, bond." Ozeroth spoke up, sounding eager to move. "I say we choose one of those pathways."

Atticus instantly shook his head. "We wait."

"Wait for what?"

The others also focused on Atticus, who simply said, "The rules."

During the first scenario, the rules had come after some seconds. Atticus would like to believe the same applied here too. freёwebnovel.com

Just as Ozeroth was about to ask what the hell he was talking about, a voice rumbled across the entire space.

"Kill one opposing king to advance to the next scenario."

Atticus’ gaze narrowed.

’King? Does that mean god?’ he wondered.

The eyes of his champions had also focused on him, clearly thinking the same thing. Were they supposed to kill another god to advance?

Before they could ponder the matter further, a small light ignited in the middle of the space. As it dimmed, it revealed a golden crown radiating an intense light. The voice came next,

"The one who wears the crown becomes the king. Any king shall be afflicted with a penalty. You have one minute to select your king, or one shall be selected at random."

Atticus’ gaze narrowed. ’We can choose who gets to become the king?’ he pondered.

If that was the case, then it was a good thing. A very good thing. They had the advantage of strategic maneuvering. Still, Atticus couldn’t help but focus on one thing...