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Chapter 370 Attack
There could only be one person in the entire venue who could make the head of the Ishikawa family adopt such a posture.

The King of Nathan Island.

Everyone held their breath, their gazes passing through the statue-like, silent guards, trying to make out the figure surrounded by a large group of people in the center of the group.

Since the new king ascended the throne, little has been known about him, with only some vague rumors circulating.

Tonight, for the vast majority of people, it will be the first time they see its true form.

However, when the figure was fully exposed to the dazzling light of the crystal chandelier, everyone present was stunned.

It lacked the imposing presence and domineering aura one might expect.

Walking at the very center of the group was a girl who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. She wore a simple white dress without any embellishments, and walked barefoot on the gleaming marble floor. Her long, black hair was casually draped over her shoulders.

"Holy crap... King Nathan is a little girl?"

Zhang Chulan nearly dropped the plate in his hand, his face filled with disbelief.

The image he had constructed in his mind collapsed instantly.

The information states that Nathan Island is a "holy land" for the superhumans, and all the islanders are superhumans. King Nathan is the pinnacle of authority and power among these superhumans.

He had seen plenty of strange people, and they were all unruly and arrogant.

He had thought that a king who could keep such a group of people in check would have to be a peerless hero like Xiang Yu or Lü Bu, or at least have the magnanimity of Cao Cao. But... this is it? A seemingly helpless girl next door?
This huge contrast isn't something Zhang Chulan alone experiences.

After a brief silence in the hall, suppressed whispers rose again like a tide.

The initial apprehension quickly faded from those scrutinizing gazes, replaced by disdain, suspicion, and amusement.

Just then, Ron of Behemoth, holding a wine glass, went up to greet him with a loud laugh, completely ignoring the Ishikawa family head, whose face had already turned somewhat ugly.

He walked up to King Nathan, extended his hand enthusiastically, and introduced himself in fluent English:
"Welcome, Your Majesty. I am Ron, the head of Behemoth's North American branch."

The head of the Ishikawa family frowned, his lips moved, but he ultimately said nothing.

Although the banquet was hosted by the Fish and Dragon Society, Behemoth, under the pretext of "assisting with security," forcibly took on some of the reception work. Ron's overstepping his bounds at this moment made Behemoth furious, but he couldn't show it on the spot.

Beside King Nathan, a tall, blond-haired, blue-eyed young man leaned down slightly and whispered a few words in her ear.

The little girl listened quietly, then looked up at Ron and nodded calmly.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Ron.”

Her voice was clear and crisp, but her tone was flat and devoid of any emotion.

"Hahaha!"

Ron let out a hearty, loud laugh, filled with smug satisfaction. He then took Nathan's wrist, half-guiding and half-forcefully pulling her, turning her to face the crowd, adopting the air of a master.

"Come, let me introduce you to everyone here. They are all prominent figures in the world of supernatural beings!"

This move was undoubtedly a declaration to everyone that King Nathan was "introduced" to the world by Behemoth.

This almost humiliating gesture caused the faces of many representatives from the organizations present to darken.

But Behemoth's domineering nature was well-known, and no one was willing to step forward and be the first to speak out at this moment.

Ron enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention, or rather, this was one of the purposes of their trip—to make it clear to all the Inhuman organizations in the world who the true masters of this era are.

And so, under Ron's enthusiastic guidance, King Nathan was led around like a delicate doll, appearing before the representatives of various Inhuman organizations.

"Your Majesty, this is Sir Galahad, the Grand Master of the Knights Templar. He is of noble lineage and his strength is unfathomable."

"This is Spencer, the president of the Emerald Society, a learned and wise man."

……

As they circled the stage, the atmosphere grew increasingly eerie. Ron's performance continued, while King Nathan, who remained expressionless throughout, made the "introduction" seem like an absurd silent play. Finally, Ron led her to Zhuge Qing and his group.

"This is Mr. Zhuge Qing, a representative from 'Nadutong' company in the East. He is a very, very outstanding young man."

Ron's tone carried a hint of meaning.

Zhuge Qing wore a gentle and polite smile and turned his gaze directly to the little girl.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Wang."

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

He nodded slightly, then changed the subject, asking softly in a casual tone:

Do you know someone named Li Muxuan?

Upon hearing this name, King Nathan, who had always been as calm as a puppet, showed an expression for the first time.

"Oh?"

This was the first time she had spoken up, her voice tinged with curiosity.
"You know this person?"

"Li Muxuan?"

Ron's smile froze for a moment, and he frowned. The Eastern-style name felt somewhat unfamiliar to him.

He quickly searched his mind for all the information Behemoth had collected about the Inhumans of Nathan Island, and it seemed that such a name did indeed exist.

But before Zhuge Qing could speak...

hum...

The huge crystal chandelier in the hall suddenly dimmed.

It was as if I was being swallowed up by something, slowly falling from the dazzling daylight into the deep twilight.

At the same time, something even stranger happened.

At that moment, without exception, the screens of everyone present lit up on their mobile phones, watches, and any electronic devices with communication functions.

Then they started playing the same music.

It was a melody that seemed to come from an old music box, tinkling and tinkling. It should have been a crisp and melodious nursery rhyme, but now it was out of tune. The notes were mixed with harsh noises, sometimes stuttering, sometimes speeding up, like a broken toy singing alone in an empty room at midnight. Every syllable was filled with a chilling and eerie feeling.

This sudden turn of events plunged the entire hall into a deathly silence.

But none of those present were ordinary people.

After the initial shock, almost everyone realized in an instant—this was an attack!
Xiao Zizai's playful smile vanished, and his eyes, hidden behind his gold-rimmed glasses, narrowed, flashing with a dangerous light.

The burly man with the black tube subtly moved forward half a step, shielding Zhang Chulan and Wang Ye behind him.

Wang Ye remained nonchalant as he instantly deployed the Qimen formation.

Not only them, but the other supernatural beings also used various methods to prepare for the upcoming attack.

However, the next moment, just as everyone was drawn to this bizarre scene and thought the attacker would use some kind of supernatural power to strike,

There was no warning.

A violent explosion erupted directly beneath the banquet hall!
It wasn't a loud bang, but a series of muffled, thunderous roars.

The entire top floor of the hotel shook violently under this terrifying force, and the solid marble floor beneath our feet made a teeth-grinding cracking sound...

(End of this chapter)