Chapter 489 Softly

Chapter 489 Softly

Although it had remained unsaid, each person in the room knew exactly how the unfolding events had come to be.

The entirety of the rules of the current ongoing leader's summit had been set by Oberon.

Sure, the instructors were in charge of choosing the theme during every summit; this didn't change. The only difference here was Oberon.

He had set the rules, told the Enigmalnk instructor exactly what to do and say, manipulating them to believe that they had been the one to choose the theme of the summit.

And among those rules that he had set, Magnus had added something: the optional objective that Atticus had seen among the rules.

Any sane person who saw that rule would instantly believe it to be impossible. Which was why it shouldn't be too much of a surprise for Oberon to ask this.

However, Magnus turned his gaze away before answering succinctly, "You already know the reason."

Oberon gazed at Magnus for a few seconds without saying anything. Having someone with a gaze like Oberon's on you would at the very least make many nervous, but Magnus remained completely undaunted.

Oberon smiled.

"I see. You're using their Ossarch to expose him to the power of a grandmaster. Mortrex would truly have to be a fool to miss this opportunity,"

His words were like arrows, hitting their mark with unerring accuracy. No one in the room had even comprehended or tried to comprehend Magnus's actions.

Anyone who saw this would assume a grandfather was trying to teach his grandson a lesson, giving him an impossible task, but Oberon had thought about the underlying meaning in his actions in just a second.

Oberon didn't have to turn to observe Magnus; he knew he got it right. He was just that confident. Th/e most uptodate novels are published on n0/velbj)n((.))co/m

After this, Oberon simply turned to look at the screen displaying Atticus, his index finger tapping the armrest of the throne he was on, muttering under his breath,

"Where is Spineus?"

"He's currently hot on the human's trail, my lord, closing in fast."

Despite the fact that Atticus had been able to pull one over them, using his space element to get past the shield, thereby delaying them for a bit, they had immediately deactivated the shield and continued the chase immediately.

"Good. Now Spineus would have the perfect stage. All he has to do now is finish this,"

Vertebrae's plan was quite simple: fan the flames and let the masses completely hate Atticus, turning him into public enemy number one.

Then, should someone, like Spineus, defeat him in front of all of them, they would all jubilate.

Many other city officials and guards had, of course, gone after him too, but Spineus was the closest.

In the middle of the city and at the very top of the large and massive form of the skull, two figures could be seen standing just a few meters away from each other.

The first figure was that of a man who was completely shirtless, wearing only long pants. With a perfectly trimmed golden beard, his body was compact, and every single inch of him seemed to brim with power.

He was none other than Mortrex the indomitable, the Ossarch of the bone race.

And standing just beside him was the beautiful figure of Viviana, who currently had a cold look on her face as she stared at the raging crowd down below.

"This is just going to cause more bloodshed, Vivi. Did you really have to go this far?" Mortrex gazed at the terrible scene with a frown on his face. The silence lasted for a few seconds before Viviana suddenly responded,

"You know I didn't do this, Mor."

If anyone who knew Viviana heard how she had just spoken, they would question their hearing. Not only had she used a nickname, but she had also spoken softly!