Chapter 770 Hurled

Chapter 770 Hurled

Atticus's eyes snapped open, his aura calm.

His right hand gripped his katana tightly as his piercing blue eyes scanned his surroundings. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

He found himself standing at the edge of... nowhere.

'This is the next arena.' Atticus thought.

The land was barren, with jagged cracks running through the parched earth. There were no obstacles— no mountains, no hills, no hovering platforms. The entire area was completely flat, and the skies were clear.

As always, Atticus performed a brief inspection of himself.

'Nothing is missing.'

His mana was stable and unrestricted. All his elements were intact, and the same went for his flags. Atticus was already clad in his exo suit, his guard raised.

'The superior race apexes are dangerous.'

After his fight with Carius, Atticus had quickly come to this conclusion. He had won due to certain favorable circumstances, but the same might not apply with others.

If he hadn't been certain before, he was now. Only the superior race apexes remained in the competition. Which meant this battle was sure to be intense.

Just as Atticus was about to move, he paused as a holographic screen suddenly appeared in front of him.

Its words were shocking.

"Welcome to the Final Round, Atticus Ravenstein."

'Final?'

Atticus was baffled. 'This should have been the semi-final. Did both pairs draw?'

If his assumption was correct, it changed everything significantly.

It meant that this was the final battle— the battle that would determine the true apex of this Verietega Nexus.

It was a battle sure to be bloody.

He hadn't acknowledged the fact that they were both reincarnators. He hadn't tried to advise Atticus to give up. He hadn't even tried to speak further with him.

He'd spoken those four words not as a conversation with Atticus, but as a declaration—a declaration he completed with action.

Karn's expression remained stone cold as he suddenly hoisted his massive hammer onto his shoulder, the air around him shifting.

His eyes locked onto Atticus, the world slowing as if every ounce of his being was committed to one single purpose:

Purging the filth.

"Null Field."

As the words left Karn's lips, a wave of dark energy instantly radiated outward, expanding in every direction with astonishing speed.

The field rapidly expanded to encompass a massive 95-meter radius with Karn at its center. The air within the field felt surreal and dead, as if it were devoid of the very force that breathes life into the world.

Karn's gaze met Atticus, who stood just beyond the field's reach, as though he had anticipated the move.

"Futile," Karn muttered, his dark aura abruptly flaring.

In a burst of speed, he rocketed toward Atticus, the ground beneath him cracking under the sheer force of his takeoff.

However, his gaze suddenly narrowed as he realized Atticus had vanished.

Karn's eyes flickered in every direction, scanning for Atticus. His gaze then shifted high into the sky, locking onto Atticus hovering above.

But his attention was instantly drawn elsewhere. Just above Atticus, an army of colossal, meteor-like rocks hovered in the air, each one as imposing as the next.

Atticus's cold eyes gazed down at Karn. Without a word, he extended his hand, and with a single motion, the massive boulders hurtled down, plummeting with terrifying force.

The crowd in the human domain and several others erupted in cheers, their voices thundering and shaking the earth.

This was how a final should start—explosive, a show of absolute power!

As the massive rocks descended, Karn's aura only seemed to intensify.

The air around him grew heavy as he shifted his stance, planting his right foot forward.

The ground buckled and cracked beneath his weight as he reared back and hurled his hammer with tremendous force.