Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 849

Chapter 849 Anger

As he appeared far in the distance, Blackgate's mind raced, processing every second at superhuman speed.

'I need time. Just a moment…'

But there was none.

BOOM!

Atticus appeared before him in a streak of purple light, his katana slashing down with terrifying speed.

Blackgate's eyes widened in shock as he barely managed to open another gate to escape. The void swallowed him again, and he reappeared farther away.

But Atticus was relentless.

Before Blackgate could catch his breath, Atticus was there again, his blade arcing toward him.

"Damn it!" Blackgate snarled, forcing another gate open to flee.

What followed was almost comical.

A chase erupted in the skies of Sector 8.

Blackgate disappeared and reappeared in a desperate attempt to escape. Gates opened and closed in rapid succession, swallowing him up before Atticus could land a killing blow.

But Atticus didn't relent.

Every time Blackgate reappeared, Atticus was there, a flash of purple light, a deadly blur, his katana striking with unerring precision.

Blackgate's heart pounded. He, a paragon over a century old, was running. Running from a seventeen-year-old boy.

Sweat drenched his body, his breathing ragged.

Each swing of Atticus's katana came closer. Each gate opened later. Blackgate could feel his control slipping, the gap between life and death narrowing with every second.

And Atticus's gaze never wavered.

Cold. Unforgiving. Relentless.

It was the gaze of someone who wouldn't stop until his opponent was dead.

'Damn it! Damn it!'

Blackgate's mind screamed the words on an endless loop as he appeared and disappeared, barely evading Atticus's relentless pursuit.

He gritted his teeth, fury coursing through him. The humiliation was unbearable. A paragon, a being who had ascended through centuries of blood, sweat, and sacrifice, was being hunted like prey.

By a seventeen-year-old.

Another flash of purple light. Another streak of deadly motion.

Atticus appeared before him, katana slicing in a vicious arc.

Blackgate twisted desperately, the blade grazing his shoulder. Blood sprayed into the air. He vanished again, reappearing meters away, his breathing ragged.

But Atticus was already there. His katana descended again, slicing toward Blackgate's chest.

Blackgate conjured a gate mid-motion to block, the black void barely holding back the strike. The impact sent shockwaves rippling outward, cracks forming along the edges of the gate before it shattered completely.

BOOM!

Blackgate's body jerked as he barely flickered away, reappearing farther this time. His sweat-drenched form trembled as he clutched his injured side, his mind racing.

He had used every trick to avoid dying, but he had lost his left eye and was badly injured. Even as a paragon, he was at his limit.

'I have to escape,' he thought bitterly.

Anger coursed through him, burning away his pride. He hated the idea of running from a seventeen-year-old, but he knew he had no choice. _{freewёbnoνel.com}

As he evaded another attack, Blackgate suddenly focused, trying to open a gate that would take him far away.

But in the next instant, his eyes widened.

'It's not forming…?'

Nothing.

His remaining eye widened in disbelief as Atticus's katana sliced toward him again, forcing him to shift to the side. The blade narrowly missed his torso, carving a streak of destruction into the air.

BOOM!

Energy erupted from the strike, splitting the clouds above them and sending shockwaves through the sky.