Chapter 682 Attack

Chapter 682 Attack

The shock that enveloped Atticus at that moment was hard to describe. Thê source of this conte/nt n/o/v/(el)bi((n))

A paragon had attacked their sector!?

The citadel and many parts of the city had been destroyed because one of these beings released his aura slightly!

Atticus's thoughts suddenly shifted towards something that frightened him to his core—his family! Aside from Magnus, they were all in Sector 3!

Atticus's actions were immediate. He turned and, just as he was about to speed toward the Aegis ship, Vector stepped in his way.

"Pardon my rudeness, young master, but Master Magnus insisted that you remain here where your safety is guaranteed—"

"Move out of my way," Atticus interrupted before Vector could finish speaking, his tone cold. Just as Vector was about to respond, Atticus's hand gravitated toward his katana, and Vector felt a heavy, potent killing intent press down upon him.

The fact that such a young boy could possess such intense killing intent shocked Vector, but he quickly recovered. He had been there when Magnus was training the child; he, of all people, knew what Atticus was capable of doing.

At this point, Yotad had already gripped the hilt of his scythe behind him, glaring coldly at Vector. He knew Atticus's actions were wrong, but his master's will was his will.

"Your emotions are all over the place. You should never lose control of yourself like that," Oberon's voice suddenly interrupted the situation, his figure landing gently to the side.

Atticus turned toward Oberon, the coldness in his eyes not wavering.

Oberon sighed. The Ravensteins could be incredibly smart and, at the same time, incredibly reckless.

"Take a breath and think this through. You're in Sector 6, thousands of miles away from Sector 3. It would take seconds for your grandfather, a paragon, to reach there—but what about you?"

Atticus's expression changed. It was true. Even if he left now, it took him almost a day to travel from Sector 3 to Sector 6. There was no way he was going to make it in time.

Atticus turned toward Oberon, his gaze firm. "Take me there."

"No."

"I'll—"

"While I am just dying to take advantage of this situation, you're no use to me dead. If you know your grandfather well, then you know there's no way in hell he's going to let Luminous walk free. In simple terms, Sector 3, along with the surrounding sectors, is a ticking time bomb. That's the last place anyone would want to be."

"But you can protect me from all that. I just want to make sure my family is safe."

"While it pains me to do this, child, I'm going to have to refuse once more. We paragons, especially me, will be too busy trying to stop and separate the two. If left unchecked, the whole human domain could end up in ruins. It's best you stay here."

Oberon finished speaking and started floating upwards, but a serene voice suddenly sounded.

"I can take you."

The group turned to see Seraphina landing gracefully beside them.

"Seraphina, what are you—"

"It's fine, Oberon, sweetie. My abilities aren't suited for separating and managing fights in the first place. I can watch over him. But only if he answers my question satisfactorily."

"What question, Lady Seraphina?" Atticus asked, bowing slightly as he addressed her.

She had flawless white hair cascading down her back and wore a small smile on her face. It was clear she was excited about something.

The woman soon reached a door to a room, and as she walked in, everyone inside instantly stood up from their seats, paying their respects.

"Mistress Lyanna!"

Lyanna nodded slightly, then approached and sat down at the head of the table. As she looked at the display screen in front of her, a frown appeared on her face, causing every single person in the room to tense up.

"Battalion commanders."

"Yes, Mistress!"

"Remind me again, when did the Alverians declare war on us?"

Every commander in the room hesitated, none wanting to be the one to respond and risk earning her ire.

The people in the room held a very high standing in the Raven Vanguard and within the family.

The Raven Vanguard's main fighting force was made up of elemental battalions, each specializing in a specific element. There were a total of nine elemental battalions in the Raven Vanguard, hence the nine commanders in the room.

The eight battalions were focused on the eight elements, while the last one was a battalion with a mixture of members wielding different elements.

Although the battalions were further divided into smaller groups and units, the men and women in the room were the overall heads of each battalion.

However, despite holding such high standing, they were each still frightened of Lyanna. Only a handful of people in the family were an exception to this.

None of the men wanted to be the one to respond, but not answering Lyanna would earn them an even worse punishment.

The fire commander finally spoke up. "F-four hours ago, Mistress."

"Four hours, hmm. That's a long time. So tell me, why is it that I'm not seeing or hearing the screams of people being cut into pieces?"

"T-the Alverians hav—"

"We were waiting for the Mistress before we launched our well-thought-out attack!"

The air commander suddenly interrupted the fire commander before he could make the worst mistake of his life. They were waiting for the Alverians to attack first? If he had been foolish enough to say that, Lyanna would have ended him right then and there.

"Oh!" Lyanna clapped her hands together, startling everyone in the room. "For a second there, I thought you were waiting for them to attack first, haha."

Lyanna finished speaking with a chuckle, causing the other commanders to take large gulps and laugh awkwardly in response.

"Hahaha, that's funny! There's no way we'd be so stupid..." the fire commander quickly responded.

"Hm. I haven't had a good laugh like this in years," Lyanna said, wiping the tears from her eyes.

Then, like a switch, her expression suddenly turned cold, and the temperature in the room dropped.

The commanders gulped.

"Would you like to hear our plan, Mistress?" the air commander asked cautiously.

"No. Just attack and kill them all. No survivors."