Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 57

57 Cruelty

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As Atticus took a step forward,

"Atticus!" Hella called out, intending to stop the situation, but Atticus simply gave her a chilling look, one that froze her in her track.

'I'm an intermediate rank, why am i scared!' She was shocked at the aura Atticus was emanating, meeting his gaze was like being bathed in ice cold water. Atticus kept walking toward Helodor whose momentum was stopped by a huge tree.

Helodor seemed to be in a daze, not haven't gotten himself together. His chin was shattered, his form battered and broken, every attempt at getting up seemed futile.

His eyes opened to behold the one he considered the source of his pain,

"Sta-aweee" Helodor's attempts to speak were incoherent, his words unintelligible.

Atticus's cold, unfeeling expression remained unchanged as he methodically closed the distance.

Step by deliberate step.

Helodor's heart pounded with terror at each advancing footfall. Regret flooded his thoughts, 'Why did I mess with him,' tears streaming out of his eyes,

Desperation shone in Helodor's eyes, his tears mixing with his pain "I'm soo-wreee" he managed to utter as Atticus finally reached him. Helodor's pleas were met with a chilling silence, Atticus's face offering no solace.

Slowly, Atticus raised his leg, each passing second stretching into what felt like eternity for Helodor.

And then, in a swift and sickening crunch, Atticus brought his leg down, breaking Helodor's right leg.

A gut-wrenching scream echoed through the forest, a manifestation of the agony Helodor was enduring. _{freeweɓnovel.cøm}

Nate, Sophie, and Hella watched in shock and horror, their eyes wide and their bodies subtly trembling as they witnessed Atticus inflict excruciating pain by breaking each of Helodor's limbs.

The Atticus they had known for the past month was someone who had always appeared composed, amiable, and approachable. He had a straightforward demeanor, treating others based on how they treated him.

During their limited interactions, they had seen both his friendly and more distant sides, depending on the situations. However, they had never witnessed the depths of his wrath, nor the extent of his capacity for cruelty.

The rumors they had heard about Atticus's anger in the cafeteria were only vague whispers to them, nothing concrete. Thus, this was their first exposure to the terrifying aspect of his character, a side they could never have anticipated.