Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115 Devastation

In the heart of the once-vibrant forest, devastation had left an indelible mark on the landscape.

The towering trees, which had once stretched their branches to the heavens, now stood as charred sentinels, their twisted and blackened limbs reaching out like grotesque specters.

The forest floor, once a verdant carpet of life, had been transformed into a chaotic tableau of destruction. The ground was marred by deep craters, evidence of powerful magical clashes that had taken place. _{ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom}

Wreckage was strewn about, an eerie testament to the unforgiving violence that had transpired. Broken weapons, shattered armor, and scorched earth painted a grim picture of the battles that had been fought.

Amidst the desolation, a once-mighty mountain had been reduced to ruins. What was once a grand symbol of majesty and strength for the Ravenstein family had crumbled into a jumble of shattered rocks and debris.

The air was heavy with the acrid scent of burnt wood and the unmistakable tinge of iron—blood, spilled in the heat of battle.

The ground was littered with the grim remnants of the fallen. Some were adults, their faces etched with the final moments of despair, their lifeless eyes staring into eternity. Others, tragically, were children who should have had a lifetime ahead of them.

In the midst of this harrowing scene, battles raged on. Different warriors clashed with an intensity born of desperation, their weapons flashing amidst the ruins.

The clash of steel against steel, and the fervent cries of those who fought on filled the air.

On the east side of the camp, where a magnificent training ground once stood, two figures faced each other.

The first figure, towering like a titan, brandished a colossal earth made axe that strained against the mighty bulges of his muscles.

The fabric of his attire had surrendered to the sheer force of his physique, leaving tattered shreds clinging to his brawny arms. Behind him, a protective dome of compacted earth encased three trainees, protecting them from the chaos unfolding.

In front of him, a few meters away, stood another figure. His form bore the brutal marks of battle, completely battered, and his once distinguished attire reduced to tatters.

And his piercing gaze, which once spoke of years of experience and wisdom in the ways of the world, had dimmed considerably.

Their surroundings were in shambles, with the earth terrain completely changed, and the buildings around them were in ruins.

Hugo gritted his teeth in annoyance. He had never thought that Elias would be such a tough opponent. He had tried everything, but it always ended with him being almost killed.

The goal of the attack on the Raven camp had always been to eliminate the Ravenstein's youths. That was the entire reason the order attacked the camp. Since the Ravenstein family had declared war on them, they've lost a lot of resources.