Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 530

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Atticus meditated deep into the night, but that wasn't all he did. He finished preparing his mind for what was coming quickly and decided to use the opportunity to train his darkness element.

To the shadow Seraphon watching Atticus with rapt attention, the tranquil aura he was initially radiating suddenly intensified. The beast, with its powers entirely focused on darkness, could feel how harmonious Atticus had suddenly become with his surroundings.

A small low pitched screech sounded from the shadow Seraphon as its two eyes fixed on Atticus, who had basically become invisible at this point.

But Atticus's mastery was still far below that of the shadow Seraphon. Regardless, the area around Atticus felt rich due to the darkness element converging around him.

As time passed and the Seraphon felt not an ounce of ill intent from Atticus, it found itself drawn towards him, laying just a few meters away.

The night went by quickly, with the sun rising after a few hours. Unfortunately, or fortunately, for the inhabitants of the large cavern, not a single ray of sunlight reached the cave.

However, Atticus, who currently had his eyes shut and his back resting on something he found incredibly comfortable, suddenly noticed something bright even with his eyes closed.

Although he was sleeping, his mind hadn't been disoriented in the slightest. He still remembered that he was in the pitch-dark cave where no sunlight should be able to reach.

His eyes instantly flickered open, wondering what was going on. As his gaze landed on the figure in front of him, Atticus couldn't help but sigh.

Just standing a few meters away from him was the figure of Magnus. He was blinding, so bright that the entire cavern was illuminated by the light coming from him.

Atticus wasn't even sure if the man was doing it intentionally, but it was as though there dare not be so intense a darkness when he was present.

"It's time to leave," Magnus's succinct voice brought Atticus out of his reverie, but he wasn't the only one.

Atticus had barely sat up straight from what he had unknowingly been resting on before it suddenly started trembling with intensity.

'Wait! Did I really…'

Atticus swiftly turned around, his gaze landing on the massive figure of the shadow Seraphon just behind him.

He looked down and saw that what he had been resting on had been one of its tendrils.

'To think they were actually so soft… wait! How the hell did I let my guard down so much!' Atticus's thoughts were frantic, but then he suddenly remembered who the man standing behind him was and immediately cleared his throat awkwardly, trying to hide the fact that he had let his guard down and was now surprised.

He fixed his gaze on the beast once more.

Compared to yesterday when Atticus had seen it shake, now, Atticus could feel what it was currently feeling: primal and complete fear.