Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 588

Chapter 588 No Moral Code

Cerron was currently experiencing a whirlwind of emotions, and the past three days had left him utterly baffled.

He had been so certain, so convinced, that Atticus's rapid ascent to the fourth summit had to be a hoax. Cerron was absolutely sure of this.

As soon as he descended from the fourth summit, the first thing he did was investigate.

Cerron approached the people of the third, second, and first summits and inquired about Atticus and his short time spent in each summits.

Although the sanctum was filled with a significant number of people, there wasn't a single person who didn't know who the five individuals in the fourth summit were.

The Ravensteins had never placed much emphasis on hierarchy, especially one without strength. But should one have both high standing and strength… As soon as they saw Cerron and his three lit flames, they simply obeyed.

They each narrated the events to Cerron, who found it hard to believe his ears. Truly, the people of the lower summits had exaggerated Atticus's feats, but even Cerron could recognize some truths in their accounts. Atticus had indeed reached the fourth summit in such a short time span.

A monster.

That was the only word that came to Cerron's mind. It was the only explanation. It wasn't just about Atticus's overwhelming talent with the fire element; deep down, Cerron knew that it wasn't because he had been caught off guard—it was because Atticus was that strong! He hadn't been able to react in time!

The fact that his brother, despite being known as a genius in the family, had ended up in that state at the hands of someone younger than him was now very acceptable.

But regardless, Cerron was far from backing down. It didn't matter if Atticus was a prodigy; he had still wronged Cerron's brother and family.

Atticus might be a talent the human domain had never seen before, but this was the fire sanctum—only fire could be utilized. Cerron refused to believe that all the years spent here were for nothing.

He refused to believe that three days were enough for Atticus to reach his level. And this was exactly why Cerron ascended the summit filled with absolute confidence that he was going to thoroughly crush Atticus today.

A notion that hadn't changed even as his fire construct charged at Atticus's. A notion he would prove to himself and everyone watching.

It was as though they were both weightless. Despite their enormous size, both constructs blazed through the summit, crossing the massive distance between them.

A wide grin appeared on Cerron's face as his gaze flashed.

Just as both constructs were about to collide, Cerron's construct abruptly stopped and stomped forward, instantly raising its longsword skyward.

A blue glow flowed like waves through Cerron's construct as mana moved through each molecule, reaching its longsword in an instant.

Its aura exploded, the flames of the sword blazing and taking on a blue hue. Cerron's gaze flashed once more, and the sword descended with the weight of a meteor.

'Got you!'

The whole process was lightning fast, and most of the onlookers couldn't help but believe this battle was already over. Truly, Cerron was one of the elites.

But it was only most who thought this was over.

Duran maintained an impassive face. Initially, he had believed Cerron would win this fight, but he wasn't so sure anymore after what Joana had said.