Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 350

Chapter 350 Last Ropes

Atticus focused his gaze on the robot, which was descending gently to the ground, and instantaneously, an intense aura radiated out from its form once more.

'Looks like it's not joking around anymore,' Atticus thought. He couldn't help but notice the major difference between the expert rank and the master rank.

When he battled Astrion, Vorlock, and Malora back at the Raven camp, while their aura had been intense, it hadn't been this overwhelming.

Despite being 300 meters away from the robot, Atticus could still feel an intense intimidation emanating from the robot's aura.

Regardless of the fact that he could match master rank individuals with speed and strength, apart from his bloodline, Atticus's aura was still subpar.

Atticus continuously circulated his mana throughout his body, trying to free himself from its aura.

"I better use it," he muttered to himself.

Atticus's right hand gravitated towards the katana by his left waist as he started unsheathing it slowly.

The Katana vibrated with intensity; Atticus was finally going to use it!

It didn't even care about the fact that he was unsheathing it first. Since when did Atticus have to unsheathe it first to use its arts? It was just glad to finally get used.

'My bloodline is still subpar compared to it. The Katana should solve my attack problem. Plus, I can't use it that much anymore,' Atticus realized.

He had used his all to defend against that attack. And because of this, he would have to use his element sparingly, lest he wanted to run out of stamina.

Atticus held the katana in front of him tightly with his two hands, its sharp tip pointed upwards.

Atticus's passive speed was still slightly below that of the robot, so he quickly stimulated his air bloodline with mana, and his body instantly became weightless.

Both intense gazes locked onto each other, and then, the earth trembled as they each moved.

The earth on which the robot stood instantaneously imploded as its form tore through the air, leaving an orange steamy blur in its wake. Each step on the earth seemed to leave deep foot indentations that emitted intense amounts of heat.

It closed the distance between it and Atticus in an instant, its palpable golden aura having molded into a massive hammer raised skyward as it instantly unleashed a massive downward swing at Atticus.

Atticus's form was the opposite of the robot's; his form was almost weightless and incredibly lightweight, leaving next to no visual cues as he moved. There were no restrictions at all in his path, no wind resistance. It was as though he himself was the wind.

Atticus could feel how intense the temperature was close to the robot. It was like being close to a mini-sun.