Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 700

Chapter 700 Friends

Despite his large and ripped size, Boman's steps were unusually silent. His feet were definitely touching the ground, but not a single sound was made.

The Ravenblades of the Ravenstein family had once been a tier three family, which meant their strongest and most talented warriors had been at the master+ rank in power.

However, after decades spent with the Ravenstein family and countless generations passing, a small percentage had broken through this limit, advancing into the grandmaster ranks.

Boman, Avalon's Ravenblade, was one of those fortunate few.

A battle hardened veteran, Boman had seen and survived the worst the world had to offer.

One of the few remaining from the first generation of Ravenblades, Boman had earned his place through blood and war.

Back then, the Ravensteins hadn't fully understood what to do with the Ravenblades yet, so they were instead sent to fight in wars.

In those early days, the Ravenblades acted as assassins in the shadows, eliminating threats with ease. Their reputation quickly grew as silent killers who could dismantle armies from within.

It was then that the Ravensteins realized their true value and officially established the Ravenblades, using them to protect important figures in the family.

Since then, Boman had been with Avalon, watching over him as he grew into the leader he was today.

Avalon was like a son to him, and there was no way Boman would allow any harm to come to his family—not while he was still breathing.

Boman rolled up his sleeves, his aura shifting. His gray eyes met Gideon's black ones, and their auras exploded simultaneously, two grandmaster+ ranks clashing for dominance.

The ground cracked under the pressure, and the air became increasingly unbearable.

Anastasia and the others shifted away from the scene, their eyes glued to the impending battle. Anastasia and Arya were both at the master+ rank in strength, which meant that neither of them could even dream of participating in this battle.

Gideon suddenly burst into laughter, a wide grin on his face.

"Are you sure you want to do this, old man? I don't care how old you are—I'm going to crush you until there's nothing left!"

Boman didn't respond in words, but his actions spoke volumes.

"Cloak."

The temperature in the area suddenly plummeted, as an intense darkness swirled around him.

The shadows coiled around Boman like a living entity, wrapping his body in tendrils of pure black. Silent and cold, the darkness enveloped him, curling around his fists and body, solidifying into a dense armor of shadow.

Gideon's muscles bulged, expanding with power as his frame seemed to double in size. His skin, darkened from its rich black hue to a shimmering bronze, and the ground buckled as his weight multiplied.

A dark voice echoed as Gideon's massive fist collided with Boman's body. But the expected impact never came— Boman's figure suddenly exploded into a black cloud. _{ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm}