Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 247

Chapter 247 Snuffed Out

As soon as Emeric felt his will appear in this space, he immediately felt the overwhelming size of Atticus's will.

'What the hell…' Emeric thought.

He couldn't see the size nor the color of the orb, but he instinctively knew that it was crazy big.

'It doesn't matter, I wasn't planning on facing it head on anyways,' Emeric decided.

This was one of the advantages of having significantly high intelligence—the ability to effectively utilize your will.

Emeric didn't ponder on this thought for long; he acted swiftly.

Immediately utilizing his intelligence at full power, Emeric controlled and manipulated his will.

The orb responded immediately, morphing and contorting into the shape of a drill with a sharp and very pointed tip.

Still utilizing his intelligence, the drill started swirling slowly at first before it suddenly started picking up, rotating at fast speeds.

'If I can't fight it head-on, I just have to pierce through.'

And then, without hesitation, Emeric unleashed his drill-shaped will towards the massive form of Atticus's will.

Emeric had come up with a two-part plan.

Emeric had no idea what Atticus's rank was and the highest rank of an individual that he could match their will was Advanced- rank, if all the conditions were satisfied.

The first and second part of the plan had been to control him if it was possible or at the very least disorient him for a few seconds by damaging his will.

But life was truly unfair because if Emeric had been able to see the intense red hue that Atticus's will was emitting, he wouldn't dare bring his will so close to Atticus's.

The color of an individual's will defines the nature of that person. It defines the experiences said person had gone through throughout their lives; it defines who said person truly was at the deepest levels.

There were many spectrums of colors of different individuals in the human domain, each one representing the nature of each individual.

And there was no one in the human domain who didn't know what an intense red color signified. This will color was very rare despite the number of people in the human domain.

Those that possessed a vivid, deep red Will, would always, no matter what, lash out when they were provoked. And their will was no different.

Just as Emeric's will entered a 20-meter radius away from Atticus's will, an almost instinctual awareness seemed to stir within it.

In response to this perceived intrusion, it flared up in immediate provocation.

The crimson orb didn't hesitate; it surged forth, radiating an intense, blinding light.

In an instant, a relentless torrent of energy was unleashed, crashing against Emeric's will like an unyielding storm.

The force was overwhelming, extinguishing Emeric's will projection with the abruptness of a candle flame snuffed out at its peak.

As Emeric's will got snuffed out, a jarring psychological backlash reverberated through his physical form.

A searing, agonizing pain surged through him like a relentless tide, causing blood to flow uncontrollably from his eyes, nose, and mouth under the overwhelming pressure.