Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 879

Chapter 879 Wary

The bloodlust was thick in the air as the three figures stood poised within the canopy of trees, their crimson eyes glowing brightly through their masks. The forest felt eerily still, as though nature itself feared their presence.

"The target is in the forest, accompanied by three others. Four bodies in total. We move quickly. Silent and clean," Kaelith, one of the individuals, said, his slender frame barely shifting as he spoke. His voice was cold, devoid of emotion. _{freewёbn૦νeɭ.com}

A soft, sadistic chuckle sounded next. Selira, the feminine figure of the group, twirled a small shard of blood between her fingers like a toy.

"Oh, Kaelith," she purred. "Where's the fun in that? I say we take our sweet time. Especially with him." Her crimson eyes shone as she replayed the image of Atticus from the Nexus in her mind. Her body shuddered, and a low groan escaped her lips. "I want to savor every moment."

"Enough." Draeven's voice was firm, cutting through her laughter like a blade. His bulkier figure exuded authority, and his aura radiated a chilling feeling.

"This isn't a hunt for your amusement, Selira. It's an assignment from a grand elder. We're here to eliminate a threat, not indulge your twisted tendencies." His glare behind the mask was as sharp as the daggers strapped to his belt.

Draeven turned to Kaelith. "You strike first as planned. I'll cover the perimeter. Selira…" He paused, his voice filled with warning. "Control yourself. The grand elder was clear. This incident must not trace back to the vampyros in any way. No mistakes."

Selira smirked, her eyes mocking. "Draeven, you're no fun. Always so serious. Maybe you're scared he's more than we can handle?" Her voice dropped, taunting. "The great blood reaper… scared of a human."

Draeven's gaze snapped toward her, his voice like ice. "Watch your mouth."

The air grew heavier as his presence darkened. "You think I fear that boy? The old man's report was nothing but the ramblings of someone near the end of his life."

His mind replayed the vampyros delegate's recount of Atticus. After his meeting at the human domain, the delegate had returned and relayed everything that had happened.

The blood council and the grand elders had dismissed his story as the ramblings of an old man. They had seen Atticus battle at the Nexus, and although it was truly impressive, what the delegate had explained was overly exaggerated.

At that time, the races knew the power of their apex well. They were as powerful as grandmaster+ ranks; however, it wasn't above this. In fact, the other races expected their apex to lose should they fight a powerful and experienced grandmaster+ rank individual.

The fact that they had selected three very powerful grandmaster+ ranks for the mission of taking care of Atticus spoke volumes as to how much they wanted him dead.

Draeven sneered. "That boy will die today, just like the rest. Stay focused, Selira, or I'll make sure you don't walk away from this mission."

Before Selira could respond, Kaelith raised his hand, his voice cutting through the growing tension. "They're here."

All three assassins stiffened. Their glowing eyes narrowed as they focused on the faint movements ahead.

"Mmm, finally," Selira murmured, her voice filled with anticipation. "This is going to be delicious."

Draeven's aura shifted, becoming an oppressive force that made the air feel like a weighted blanket. The leaves around him trembled as his killing intent seeped into the atmosphere.

"Enough talk." His tone was final. "We strike as planned."

The group's aura transformed. The oppressive lethality they exuded condensed, becoming focused and sharp.