Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 774

Chapter 774 Battering

It was as though they had been enemies for the longest time.

It was only five seconds, yet it felt like multiple centuries was passing.

Atticus and Karn's gazes locked mid-air, and it was as if intense sparks ignited between them. To Karn, he wanted nothing more than to rid the world of the filth he was currently facing.

Atticus's mana was pure, so pure that Karn had surprisingly never seen anything like it before. Instead of being bountiful and plentiful, it was concentrated and strong.

Since he had unleashed his domain, Karn's power output had reached the grandmaster+ rank, and it was obvious that, although Atticus was close, Karn was faster and stronger.

However, Atticus still seemed to match him every time. Many might not understand how, but Karn did.

Atticus predictive analysis was off the charts—he was being read.

Where Atticus lacked in power and speed, he made up for it by predicting his opponent's weaknesses and reacting accordingly.

It sounded simple, but it was incredibly difficult. Not many could do this, even with heightened perception.

Despite coming to this conclusion, Karn remained calm. In fact, he hadn't been actively thinking before; everything had just been a passing thought.

To him, it didn't matter. It didn't change what had to be done. He would crush the filth.

Exactly four seconds had passed, and Atticus's will had receded to just the surface of his body.

His eyes held Karn's, but the number of thoughts running through his head made it obvious that, to him, this brief standoff was pointless.

He had suddenly realized something that would change everything about this battle and improve his abilities by leaps and bounds.

In the brief moment when Karn's destructive wave had hit him, Atticus had lost control over his will for just a split second as he slashed Karn's cheek.

In that brief moment, Atticus hadn't realized it, but he had done a lot.

Fixing his gaze on Karn's unhealed cheek, Atticus subtly felt a connection to it, as though a remnant of his will remained there.

This small fact led him to a mind-blowing conclusion, one that tempted him to slap himself for not thinking of it earlier.

It was something he had been using already, especially with his katana's third art, but he hadn't considered applying it to other things.

He had truly been foolish.

That one second felt like an eternity to the crowd watching from outside. Many were already at the edge of their seats.

The roar that shook the human domain when Atticus had kicked Karn was intense, and even more so when Karn, a supposed superior race, was forced to use a flag.

Their apex hadn't even used one!

Who was the lower race now!!?

The pride every single human felt at that moment was indescribable.

And, to their relief, the final second passed.

A roar that shook the domains erupted from the crowd, but none of it reached the arena.

Instead, the ground buckled as Karn launched forward with earth-shattering force, the sound echoing like a war drum. His speed was a blur, his hammer raised high with the intent to crush Atticus.