Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 886

Chapter 886 Too Much

Candence's eyes were vacant, staring forward as though he were looking at nothing in particular.

Jena, Mira, and Crescendo had only just arrived moments ago and had recounted everything that had occurred in the forest. His shock had risen steadily as they reported the events one by one. But when they reached the end…

Candence forgot every single thing they had said. He ignored the fact that they had been ambushed by the Vampyros race. He ignored the fact that Atticus had easily defeated three veteran Vampyros grandmaster+ ranks.

Only one thought remained in his mind: Atticus had killed three Vampyros grandmasters.

No matter how much Candence's mind raced, no matter how many angles he tried to consider, he kept reaching the same conclusion, they were screwed.

The Vampyros were a race that thrived on battle. They loved the thrill of it and would never pass up an opportunity to unleash chaos.

Yes, the Vampyros had attacked first. Yes, they had killed their scouts first. But they held the upper hand in this situation. They didn't mind war, while the humans did. And now, Atticus had just given them the fuel they needed.

Candence's thoughts spiraled. The room around him became a blur. The implications of Atticus's actions echoed relentlessly in his mind.

"Fortress Master," a voice called out, faint and distant in his ears.

He barely registered it.

"Fortress Master!"

The voice was louder now, insistent, but Candence remained trapped in his thoughts.

He wasn't alone. The fortress commanders, along with Lyric, the three scouts who had accompanied Atticus, and many other warriors, were all present, discussing the current situation.

The noise of the hall reached Candence's ears, frantic debates, overlapping voices. It was chaos.

A firm hand suddenly tapped his arm, jolting him upright.

Candence flinched. "W-what?" His gaze darted around the hall.

The room fell silent, all eyes on him. Commanders, advisors, warriors, all were waiting for their leader to speak.

The fortress commander who had tapped Candence suddenly spoke. "Fortress Master, what is our plan of action?"

Candence took a second to catch his breath before swallowing hard, trying to mask his unease. He straightened himself and cleared his throat. "Vyn," he said, scanning the room. "What do you think?"

But Vyn was nowhere to be seen.

A commander quickly interjected, "He stepped out not long ago, Fortress Master."

Candence's eyes narrowed, irritation flaring. "Why would he leave at a time like this?" he demanded.

Just as Candence was about to order someone to fetch him, the doors creaked open. Vyn entered, and the room stilled.

Candence's gaze snapped to him. "Where have you been?"

Vyn's aged face was filled with worry. His voice was grave. "I went to receive a scout." He paused. "I sent one the moment I heard the news. And I'm afraid I only bring more bad news."

The tension in the hall thickened.

Vyn turned to the door. "Enter."

A scout stepped inside, his face pale and bloodied. He dropped to his knees, his voice trembling. "Apex Atticus is in battle with an army of Vampyros. He's holding his own… but he's losing ground. He needs help. Desperately."

The hall fell silent. All eyes turned to the aged man. _{freewēbnoveℓ.com}