Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 742

Chapter 742 Rules

The Dimensari race knew all the languages of Eldoralth's races. Despite this, switching between languages would be impractical, given the vast number of races tuning in.

For this reason, each spectator in the coliseum had personal translators, and the broadcast was automatically translated for viewers across the different domains.

The host paused dramatically, smiling as the crowd roared back in response. "This event happens once every 10 years, and today, we have a truly special gathering of talent!"

He gestured upwards abruptly, and fireworks exploded in the sky, lighting up the entire arena.

"Let's give a round of applause to the paragons of each race, seated in their balconies above us!" The crowd erupted once again, their cheers almost deafening. While not everyone liked their rulers, absolute power commanded respect, and that respect was undeniable.

"And now… the moment you've all been waiting for," the host said, lowering his voice slightly, drawing the crowd in before erupting once more, "THESE ARE YOUR APEXES!"

As soon as he said that, the screens shifted, becoming larger as they began showcasing each apex in the room one by one.

The crowds instantly erupted. Across the human domain, in every sector, people leaped to their feet, screaming in excitement at the top of their lungs, as if competing silently with the crowds of the other races. The air across the human domain, and in others, was electric with excitement.

Suddenly, the room that Atticus and the other apexes were in warped and distorted. A flash of light, and in the next instant, they were transported to the center of the coliseum.

The walls vanished, revealing the roaring crowds and the massive arena that surrounded them.

The intensity of the cheers doubled, the coliseum trembling under the sheer volume of sound.

But then, as though on cue, the eyes of every apex flickered open.

The moment their eyes opened, the killing intent that had been contained within the room before now flooded the coliseum. The shift was immediate.

The cheering stopped abruptly. The entire arena fell into a suffocating silence.

The air grew cold. The crowd, which had been so loud moments ago, sat frozen, their hearts pounding in their chests.

Even the viewers across the human domain could feel it—the oppressive aura that suddenly spread, encompassing everything.

None of the apexes acknowledged the crowd. They only watched each other—silent, waiting, calculating, not uttering a single word.

Every single onlooker sat in silence. Even the host, who had been so enthusiastic seconds ago, found himself utterly speechless.

What the hell was this tension?

This was supposed to be a competition between races to foster and grow the alliance, but everyone knew it was merely a stage for the top races to assert dominance.

However, the oppressive aura the apexes had just unleashed was so intense that everyone found themselves shivering in their seats, their hearts pounding.

It was as though the youths they were watching were beasts—predators—observing, waiting for the moment to strike.