Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1253

Chapter 1253: Ambush

"These rotten bastards!" Ozeroth’s voice came out as a roar that shook the caves.

While others looked at him with baffled gazes, Atticus looked at him with a gaze filled with pity.

He could barely blame the man. From what he had just felt, the penalty had taken 40% off his total power. And by saying power, Atticus was talking about everything, his will, abilities, everything had been reduced by 40%.

’It didn’t affect me...’ This was what baffled Atticus the most. Although he had anticipated it, it was still baffling.

They were bonded together, soul to soul. What affected one, affected the other. It was odd that the penalty affected only Ozeroth.

After a thought, Atticus shook his head. It only went to show just how much power the stars held, how boundless they were.

"Stop whining," Atticus said after a second, earning a glare from Ozeroth. He ignored it and turned to face the others.

"Ozeroth’s power has been reduced by 40%."

The others sucked in a cold breath.

"That’s a lot..." Zenon muttered in disbelief.

"Yeah, no shit, brainiac! We didn’t realize. Maybe you should take control over the thinking of the group!"

Zenon cleared his throat and held back his sharp retort. The man was going through a lot.

"It doesn’t matter, man," Atticus cut in, voice never once wavering. "You’re Ozeroth. You always claim that people weren’t even half the man you were. Well, this is your chance to prove it."

Atticus watched as Ozeroth scowled hard, staring at him like he’d been wronged. He didn’t have a word to retort.

Although their world and lives were on the line here, Atticus couldn’t help but admit, he loved pushing this spirit’s buttons. It gave him a sort of satisfaction that was hard to explain.

"Alright. We’ll choose a random hole and step through. I’ll be a free card and look for one of the opposing kings to kill. While I do that, the rest of you should stay with Ozeroth and back him up as others attack."

The group nodded, and Ozeroth gritted his teeth. Atticus being a free card sounded like the ideal job, he would seek gods, battle, and show his dominance to the world.

Ozeroth couldn’t help but stare at Atticus again with gritted teeth. He had tricked him.

Atticus flashed him a smile and nodded to the rest of the group. "Let’s go."

They soon set off and entered one of the pathways on the right. Atticus just felt like it was right.

He had given it much thought and had scrutinized the words of the voice for any hidden meanings, but found none.

Entering the pathway covered in inky blackness, the group was slightly surprised to find it well lit, only that it was more like a large continuous hall than a pathway.

There were large, soaring pillars littered across the hall, and their footsteps echoed through the large, quiet space.

Ozeroth was not the sort of man who would agree to be protected, which was why Atticus had used the term "backup" instead.

Giving the rest glances, Atticus made sure they knew not to treat him like some fragile thing that needed protection, even if he currently was.

Ozeroth, despite his weakened state, was not a person who would admit to fear, nor would he show it. His hands were crossed behind his head as he whistled, walking without a care in the world.

The others followed closely behind, gaze scanning the area. It was odd, no matter how they saw it, that Ozeroth was leading the group. If he fell, they would lose everything.

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