Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 495

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Atticus' fists moved in an unending torrent; he seemed frenzied, yet his actions were incredibly controlled. If not, considering the brutality of each punch, how could Sonorous survive for so long?

Sonorous was amongst the four people Atticus planned on teaching a 'lesson' to today. Atticus had never been one to care about the reasons for people's actions, especially when it was against him.

But he had never once felt any hostility from Sonorous, even today when they faced each other.

He wasn't going to lie, it got him thinking a bit. He just couldn't understand why Sonorous had decided to fight him. Was it really about his friendship with Gerald? He didn't think so.

This thought only lasted for half a second before Atticus deadened the thought. At the end of the day, it didn't matter.

Actions beget consequences, and that small fact wasn't going to change.

Sonorous' cries of pain and horror were unceasing. Seconds ticked by continuously without Atticus showing any signs of letting up. Even as crimson blood began to rain from the skies, his fists continued to fly forward.

As the seconds passed, Atticus's assault finally slowed.

He was still gripping Sonorous's head tightly, having pummeled him with such intensity that his battered body lay limp.

The entire students and instructors alike watching this unfolding scene felt their scalps go numb, the hairs on their backs rising. In many locations, there was only utter silence.

Atticus's grip suddenly tightened, a resounding crack echoing across the space, reaching the ears of the audiences watching.

Sonorous was still able to let out a pained sound before a golden light encompassed him, and he disappeared.

For the briefest of moments, the world turned silent. The gazes of those watching subtly cleaned their eyes, wondering if what they had just watched was real.

In the coliseum, the sounds of cheers sounded, but only in two areas.

The Ravenstein cheered loudly, their voices booming and their mirth resounding. They each stood up from their seats, cheering at the top of their lungs.

The same could be said for the area where the members of the White Omen division were seated. The screams and cheers of more than one thousand students echoed along with the Ravensteins.

Both groups had one thing in common apart from the current cheering: they had witnessed Atticus's mind-boggling display of power. This much was truly nothing.

Apart from these two areas, the remaining students, numbering in the millions, were utterly quiet. Many leaned back in their seats, trying to comprehend the events that just occurred.

He had defeated them in seconds? No one could truly explain how they were currently feeling; it was completely surreal.