As usual, Atticus moved swiftly and efficiently. He had long since gotten used to using his arcane shield as proficiently as a limb.
The only thing holding back its level was basically his own rank. The more he advanced, the more powerful it became.
Atticus didn’t go after any other soldiers anymore; he had enough points and would rather not risk any more than necessary.
He wanted to get to his target as soon as possible. Although he had just figured out that master rank members of the bone race couldn’t join the fray for now, Atticus had no intention of pushing that notion. For all he knew, it could be temporary.
As he didn’t have any distractions on the way, he reached the alleyway from which he had separated from Aurora. His gaze landed on the figure of a girl resting her back on the wall with her gaze facing downwards.
Atticus took off his helmet and deactivated his ethereal cloak art, allowing Aurora to become aware of his presence.
Aurora gazed upwards, immediately standing up as she saw Atticus.
“Were you able to gather the points?” Aurora inquired.
“Yeah, I was,” Although subtle, Atticus could see that she was a little down despite her trying to cover it up. But he ignored it.
He had a reason for going hunting alone apart from the fact that only he could camouflage himself.
Aurora had just killed someone and had obviously been trying to deal with it. Would she be able to stomach him killing soldiers that hadn’t even attacked them, just for points? He doubted that heavily.
As soon as he responded, Atticus clicked on his artifact, navigating to the store. He instantly bought the items he had planned for earlier, his points becoming close to zero once again.
Six items appeared in Atticus’s palm. They were three identical pairs. He first gave three items to Aurora before scrutinizing the three remaining with him.
The first item was thin, transparent, and round. It looked just like a thin sticker, but as Atticus gave it a closer look, he noticed the flickering rune etched on top of it.
Just like the description, Atticus placed it on the side of his neck. Its rune lit up slightly and it immediately merged together with Atticus’ skin.
Atticus cleared his throat and spoke, saying some random words, but he could only hear the sound of clattering. What was even weirder was him being able to understand it!
Testing it for a little bit, Atticus moved to the second item. It was also round but bigger and thicker.
He took off the purple suit he was wearing, placing the item against his chest just like the instructions. Atticus channeled his mana.
It lit up in a white glow, a white latex attire gushing out from it and engulfing Atticus.
Atticus manipulated the water element and gazed at his appearance. He appeared just like a member of the bone race with the bald head and whitish skin along with the red markings.
The only difference was the absence of bones jutting out of their limbs.
‘But I still have my normal face,’ he noted. His color might have changed but Atticus still maintained his face. With how advanced the technology was, getting him with facial recognition would be easy.
Thinking for a bit, Atticus decided to change his tactics. He picked up the purple suit from the floor and put it on, causing Aurora to look at him, baffled.
Feeling her stare, “Our faces still look the same, it’s just an extra precaution,”
Aurora nodded and also did the same as Atticus.
The last item was simply a communication device, one they could use to communicate between themselves.
After a few moments, with both of them ready, they left the alleyway.
Since they had changed their appearance to look more like the bone race, they would have no problems in taking off their helmets when needed.
Exiting the alleyway, Aurora, whose suit was fattened up with water, followed closely behind Atticus as he ran towards a certain direction.
The civilians walking by the street instantly cleared the way as soon as they saw the purple suits of the soldiers, no one intending to get in the way.
Atticus couldn’t help but notice each of the civilians slightly bowing as they passed, with many of them trembling subtly.
‘Is it respect or fear?’ Atticus pondered on the matter, but he didn’t dwell on it and kept moving.
There was only one place Atticus suspected his target was being kept, and the map leading him to it only served to confirm his assumption. It was the same place Kael had broken out of.
After a few moments, and without any distractions, they both finally reached the building.
‘Looks like Kael did us a great favor.’
While the area wasn’t deserted, the number of soldiers outside wasn’t much. And what made the situation better was that because of the large number of guards that had gone after Kael, more soldiers in purple suits were coming to the building to support the few guards that remained.
Atticus turned to look at Aurora, and after a few seconds of whispering, they both came out of their hiding spots and started approaching the building.
During the few minutes that he had been watching the building, he had observed that any new soldier that arrived had always gone to meet the man standing in front of the entrance with hands crossed on his chest.
The man was also clad in a purple suit but wasn’t wearing any helmet. Atticus could notice one white strip on his left shoulder, which was the first time he had seen someone with a suit like this.
But in the next second, Atticus perception identified his rank, Advanced rank. Which was one sub level higher than the men they had been dealing with.
The man turned to face the duo as he saw them approaching, his intense gaze fixating on them. He had this weird look to him, the kind of vibe drill instructors in an army would give.
Just as he had seen the others do, Atticus and Aurora both bowed and hit their hands on their chests.
The man nodded and instantly instructed without wasting time, “You, go around the back, up the stairs, and help the others close the hole that human made, and you go to the basement and help secure the prisoners,”
