Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 682

Chapter 682 Attack

The shock that enveloped Atticus at that moment was hard to describe. _{freewebnoveℓ.com}

A paragon had attacked their sector!?

The citadel and many parts of the city had been destroyed because one of these beings released his aura slightly!

Atticus's thoughts suddenly shifted towards something that frightened him to his core—his family! Aside from Magnus, they were all in Sector 3!

Atticus's actions were immediate. He turned and, just as he was about to speed toward the Aegis ship, Vector stepped in his way.

"Pardon my rudeness, young master, but Master Magnus insisted that you remain here where your safety is guaranteed—"

"Move out of my way," Atticus interrupted before Vector could finish speaking, his tone cold. Just as Vector was about to respond, Atticus's hand gravitated toward his katana, and Vector felt a heavy, potent killing intent press down upon him.

The fact that such a young boy could possess such intense killing intent shocked Vector, but he quickly recovered. He had been there when Magnus was training the child; he, of all people, knew what Atticus was capable of doing.

At this point, Yotad had already gripped the hilt of his scythe behind him, glaring coldly at Vector. He knew Atticus's actions were wrong, but his master's will was his will.

"Your emotions are all over the place. You should never lose control of yourself like that," Oberon's voice suddenly interrupted the situation, his figure landing gently to the side.

Atticus turned toward Oberon, the coldness in his eyes not wavering.

Oberon sighed. The Ravensteins could be incredibly smart and, at the same time, incredibly reckless.

"Take a breath and think this through. You're in Sector 6, thousands of miles away from Sector 3. It would take seconds for your grandfather, a paragon, to reach there—but what about you?"

Atticus's expression changed. It was true. Even if he left now, it took him almost a day to travel from Sector 3 to Sector 6. There was no way he was going to make it in time.

Atticus turned toward Oberon, his gaze firm. "Take me there."

"No."

"I'll—"

"While I am just dying to take advantage of this situation, you're no use to me dead. If you know your grandfather well, then you know there's no way in hell he's going to let Luminous walk free. In simple terms, Sector 3, along with the surrounding sectors, is a ticking time bomb. That's the last place anyone would want to be."

"But you can protect me from all that. I just want to make sure my family is safe."

"While it pains me to do this, child, I'm going to have to refuse once more. We paragons, especially me, will be too busy trying to stop and separate the two. If left unchecked, the whole human domain could end up in ruins. It's best you stay here."

Oberon finished speaking and started floating upwards, but a serene voice suddenly sounded.

"I can take you."

The group turned to see Seraphina landing gracefully beside them.

"Seraphina, what are you—"

"It's fine, Oberon, sweetie. My abilities aren't suited for separating and managing fights in the first place. I can watch over him. But only if he answers my question satisfactorily."

"What question, Lady Seraphina?" Atticus asked, bowing slightly as he addressed her.

Seraphina smiled, finding the sight cute. The boy had been all domineering when addressing them earlier, and now he was obedient when his family was in trouble.

'Looks like you found a good one, kid,' she thought to herself.

"What are your intentions with Zoey?"

…

**A few hours ago:**

The borders of each sector in the human domain were marked and separated by two massive distinct walls.

Each wall enclosed the sectors, spanning thousands of miles in every direction. The walls were incredibly tall and made of dark, reinforced materials. Sector 3 and Sector 4 followed the same design, creating a large space between the walls of each sector—a kind of buffer zone.

On one side, where the massive wall was covered with overgrown vines and greenery, a vast fleet of massive airships floated over the wall. They numbered in the thousands, with each large airship surrounded by smaller ones, all arranged in an orderly horizontal formation spanning miles in each direction.

At the center of this fleet was an airship larger than all the others. Inside the airship's control room, a meeting was currently ongoing.

"Our first wave must target their outer defenses. The buffer zone between the walls will be critical in minimizing losses. We should deploy the smaller airships to create a diversion while our main fleet breaches the central defense points," one of the division heads standing on one side of the display table suggested.

"Agreed. We'll need to use our aerial advantage. The Leviathan can lead the charge, focusing on the weaker points in their formation identified by our scouts," another division head concurred.

"We've equipped the Leviathan with our latest artillery. It will be able to pierce through the reinforced materials of the wall. We'll need to deploy them strategically, focusing on weak points to maximize damage," added another.

While the division heads were busy discussing their course of action, one man at the head of the table was lost in contemplation.

He had a crown of red hair and a long beard that reached his chin. He was none other than General Ferro, the war councilor and the person whom Eleanor had put in charge of the war with the Ravensteins.