Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1255

Chapter 1255: SureFire

Atticus could feel the emotions in the voice despite not knowing its source.

"I should have realized it the moment I saw your little group in the Blue Hall," the voice continued, turning colder.

"There isn’t a single woman among you. It’s men like you who hold women back. You stop them from soaring, unlike the people of my world.

"In my world, women are respected. Warriors of legend, just as they should be. We create life, we deserve to rule it too. And now, it’s clear to me: the women in your world need help. They need freedom from vile men like you."

An idea popped into Atticus’s head and he didn’t hesitate to go for it.

"If you truly hold women in such high regard, then they don’t need your help, do they?" His voice was filled with sarcasm. "We’ll keep clipping their wings and spanking their buttocks, and I’m sure their boundless potential will make them soar higher than ever."

The air instantly grew colder.

"You scum—!"

"Besides..." Atticus cut in smoothly. "When the god of a world where women have apparently ’soared’ is running and hiding from a man... well, I hope you can see how hard that makes your story."

"You—!"

"Somehow," Atticus said again, cutting her off, "it feels like you’re trying to escape the spanking session I have planned for you."

"You bastard!" The voice thundered louder than ever before. The air turned frigid. The hall began to shake violently as stalagmites crashed down from the ceiling. Mana trembled in the air as if ready to detonate.

Through the chaos, Atticus’s golden eyes snapped to one direction, gaze narrowing.

He hadn’t remained idle while the god ranted. From the moment she spoke, he’d activated Ozeroth’s Omnicognition and begun observing the unseen.

He’d used the time to uncover the technique causing the opposing king’s erratic movements.

And now, he had it.

’There.’

To the untrained eye, Atticus barely moved. Yet, a crescent slash ignited before him, tearing through a section of the hall.

"How!?"

The god’s voice boomed again, this time with panic. She felt genuinely confused at how Atticus had seen through her trick.

The attack was seconds from landing when a dark grey aura suddenly flooded the hall, appearing between the king and the slash.

Their collision birthed a violent explosion that shattered pillars, ripped through stone, and sent shockwaves through the chamber.

’I was right.’

Through the thick haze, Atticus’s mind spun with rapid calculations.

Omnicognition had revealed the truth, there were multiple techniques layered here.

The first cloaked the king in movements.

The second cloaked the god herself.

And with that, Atticus confirmed an assumption: the king was not their god.

It was bad news. If he wanted to reach the king, he’d have to kill the god first.

The third technique was a teleportation ability, one that had been quietly transporting arrows.

It turned out the king had still been attacking Atticus’s group this whole time... from a distance.

Atticus cleared the noise in his head and focused. First thing’s first...

Find the god. Kill her. Reach the king.

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