Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 757

Chapter 757 Frigid

The only two apexes not from the superior races still in the competition were Atticus and Ae'ark. The latter had battled the Demon apex and won, while the former had defeated the Dragon apex.

It went without saying that the number of eyes on Atticus's screen increased significantly, especially when everyone saw who he was paired with for the next battle.

The excitement in the human domain quickly died down. Many couldn't help but curse at the bad luck of it all. Did the universe hate humans so much?

Anastasia's grip on Avalon's arm tightened, and Avalon's gaze grew utterly serious. In fact, the entire Ravenstein estate had fallen silent, everyone staring intensely at the screen.

Atticus's next opponent was strong.

In every Nexus event, there were always speculations about who would win, based on past performances, facts, and pure ability.

It went without saying that humans had never been part of those lists. However, there was one race that, though it wasn't openly stated, was inwardly known to be the most dangerous.

This race had the highest win rate since the Nexus began and was hosting this year's Verietega Nexus.

…

Atticus's cold blue eyes snapped open. He found himself standing at one end of a pathway that stretched endlessly before him.

All around him were floating platforms hovering in the distance, and below, underneath the pathway, was an enormous pit that encompassed everything.

'That's deep,' he thought.

The pit was completely pitch black, and despite the sharpness of his eyesight, Atticus couldn't see its bottom.

After examining his surroundings carefully, Atticus performed a brief inspection of himself.

'Nothing's changed, and I still have my flags,' he noted.

His elements and mana weren't being restricted, and his will was already at full power.

With that, Atticus turned his gaze forward and began walking. The pathway was about 10 meters wide, made of a material he couldn't identify.

He tried using his earth element to probe it, but it didn't respond—it wasn't made of any earth molecules. It wasn't earth.

Minutes passed as Atticus continued his steady pace, never once quickening his steps. He was determined to take his time and not rush.

Onlookers continued to watch him intently, anticipating the inevitable encounter that was soon to come.

Soon enough, Atticus's eyes flashed, his expression hardening.

"So… it's him."

A figure emerged from the haze of distorted space, each step slow, deliberate, as if time itself bowed to his command.

The ground beneath his feet rippled in waves, rejecting the weight of his presence.

His silver hair, glowing faintly against his ethereal, translucent skin, trailed behind him like a banner of dominance.

The air vibrated violently with the pressure of his approach, the world seemingly caged by the overwhelming gravity of his will.

Carion Valarius, the apex of the Dimensari race.