Chapter 494 Dent

Chapter 494 Dent

It was just a single palm. To an outside observer, it looked every bit like the palm of a white teenager, flawless and a little feminine.

But to the one whose entire vision was currently obscured by the same palm, it was as though the palm carried along with it the weight of the world.

However, this was far from an illusion because as it suddenly flexed and closed in on his head, Sonorous felt pressure the likes of which he had never experienced before in his life.

Atticus's palm gripped Sonorous's head with such force that the hard skull bone underneath each of his fingers caved in considerably.

Since his childhood, Sonorous had always had a knack for going after things he found interesting. It could be anything —a person, thing, or artifact.

This had been the exact reason he had become friends with Gerald despite both of them being from the Resonara and Stellaris families.

A member of the Stellaris family was actually chilled and not a psycho? He had to find out why.

This ultimately led to him meeting Atticus and thus, finally, battling with him. If things had been different, if he hadn't been friends with Gerald, Sonorous would have taken a different approach and probably tried to befriend Atticus. But unfortunately, fate had another thing in store for him.

He was always so careful and observant, how had he made such a stupid mistake!?

Fate had done him dirty. It had made him face off against a boy who was nothing more than a monster in human skin. There was just no way, no way a 16 year old could be so powerful and cruel.

In all his life, even when training with his father and other instructors, Sonorous had never once lost his composure. But unfortunately, that pointless streak would end today.

Sonorous screamed.

Each of their gazes turned to see the sorry scene of Atticus gripping Sonorous's head tightly, a scene that shocked each one of them to the core. But no one was as shocked as his brother, Harmonic Resonara.

He knew how much of a monster Atticus was and made sure to steer clear of him during their classes.

The only reason he was here battling against him was because of his brother, Sonorous. For him to be here facing Atticus despite knowing full well how brutal he was showed just how much trust he had in Sonorous.

However, now the same brother was in such a pathetic state? He just couldn't believe his eyes.

But before any one of them could even comprehend the situation, Atticus's left hand with a sword suddenly moved.

Each of them, despite being at different power levels, only saw one movement: a downward swing.

Apart from that, none of them saw Atticus's figure move an inch from his position, and yet, each of the Resonara youths felt the connection to their limbs deadening one after the other.

The glowing lights in their headsets dimmed as a multitude of arms and legs plummeted from the skies followed by the figures of their owners.

But unlike Zezazeus, golden lights suddenly ignited, illuminating the area and encompassing each one of the group, their figures disappearing.

During this brief moment, Atticus' gaze never once left Sonorous's. He gazed at him with a neutral expression, but to Sonorous, it was far from neutral.

It was as if he knew, as if he knew that his torment was far from over.

The sword in Atticus's left hand suddenly disappeared, his hand pulled backward.

Sonorous's gaze widened, but before he could even utter a word, Atticus's fists rained forward, each pounding leaving a noticeable dent on Sonorous's body.