Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 821

Chapter 821 Rumbling

Atticus's mind spun, and within a second of Ozeroth speaking, he had a game plan. He would give the spirit a taste of his own medicine. Who said Atticus couldn't be prideful too?

Atticus's eyes turned colder, but he said nothing, simply staring at Ozeroth as though he had just heard the most foolish thing in his entire life.

Ozeroth's smile grew sharper as his aura thickened, pressing down on Atticus like a mountain. He recognized that look, and he loved it.

He took a step closer, and the air itself seemed to shudder under the weight of his presence.

"So," Ozeroth said, "to reach this peak, what will you do?"

Atticus's answer came without hesitation.

"Live my life."

Ozeroth paused, completely baffled, his smile twitching. He burst into his usual rumbling chuckle in the next instant.

This child was insane. He was crazy. He didn't know why, but he loved that answer. It was perfect.

This child had just told him that he didn't need to put in any extra effort to reach the peak, living his normal life alone would get him there. It was outrageous! Ozeroth had thought he was prideful, but this child was on another level!

He took a breath, calming his racing heart.

'I'm excited,' Ozeroth thought.

"Will you continue, even if it destroys your world? Even if it destroys those you cherish?" he asked.

Atticus narrowed his gaze. He knew what Ozeroth was getting at. He was probing, trying to see where his priorities lay, whether he was the righteous type who would do his best to protect strangers. He wasn't.

His gaze turned icy, sharper, like frost biting into steel. He hated even imagining anything happening to his family.

"I will erase and eradicate any threat to my family," he said firmly.

"As for the world, there are things beyond my control. If such destruction is unavoidable, I will defend myself and those who matter."

Ozeroth let out another low, rumbling chuckle, his amusement evident.

"And if it's something you can avoid?"

"I don't chase battles. But I won't run from them, either. Anyone foolish enough to stand in my way will be reminded of their place."

"Hm." Ozeroth hummed, nodding slightly, as if he was pleased. "What is your name?"

"Atticus."

"Atticus… Atticus," Ozeroth repeated slowly. "I like you. And I want you. Bond with me."

Atticus's expression didn't change. This had been his aim from the beginning, but he knew he couldn't let it end here.

He had been the one answering questions all along. If he simply accepted, it would feel as though he was admitting Ozeroth was the dominant one in the relationship. He had to take it further.

"Why should I? What makes you special?"

For a long moment, silence descended. Then, Ozeroth erupted into roaring laughter, a sound so powerful it made the air vibrate.