Chapter 678 Kneel

Chapter 678 Kneel

The Enigmalnk Citadel was filled with people who held the highest authority in the human domain, and at the same time, they were the most powerful individuals. In the first place, the fact that they were all gathered together inside a single building made the atmosphere unbearable for many.

The tier three family heads, each at the master+ ranks, found it hard to breathe. In the hall, they were the most quiet.

This would have been the same for the Apex candidates; however, unlike the tier threes, the tier ones actually cared about them. The circular runes on the floor where they stood ensured they wouldn't be affected by the pressure.

However, these runes were located some distance away from the entrance of the hall, and anyone entering would have to walk to the center.

Everyone in the hall knew this fact well, which is why, as soon as the door opened and Atticus stepped in, not a single person in the hall didn't experience a wave of shock.

The first reason was the collective gaze of the most powerful people in the human domain. The focus of all these paragons and family heads would have overwhelmed many 16-year-olds, yet Atticus's expression remained calm, his eyes forward, and his steps measured as he walked.

The second reason was that Atticus made no attempt to hide his aura. In fact, he was actively radiating it outward so that everyone in the hall, even the Apex candidates, could feel it. N/nêw n0vel chap/ers are published o/n n0v/e/(lb)i(n.)co/m

It was a master- rank aura.

There was no artifact in existence that could do this, and even if there were, it would not fool the eyes of paragons.

Atticus, this 16-year-old Ravenstein child, was truly in the master- rank.

The third and final reason was known only to the paragons. Their perception was beyond what the grandmasters could fathom. Despite Atticus being in the master- rank, they could each see that his strength was far beyond that.

The eyes of both Aurelius and Gavric, the paragons of the Frostbane and Emberforge families respectively, who had been silent until now, slowly opened, their gazes locking onto Atticus.

The entire hall descended into a frightening silence. At this point, many didn't realize it, but the arrival of one boy had silenced the powerhouses and rulers of humanity.

"Were you not taught manners, boy?"

Atticus turned towards Octavius, the calmness in his eyes unchanging.

"I was taught to respect those who deserve it."

Octavius paused, but he wasn't the only one. Every single person in the hall widened their eyes in shock.

Never in their lifetimes had they witnessed such a scene before, or even imagined it could happen.

Someone who wasn't a paragon speaking to a paragon in such a manner and tone? It wasn't even about the audacity; it was more about how it was possible.

The rune he was standing on would help cancel out the effects of their aura, but it did nothing to the psychological aspect. The knowledge that the person in front of him could kill him with a thought was usually enough to discourage such acts.

However, Atticus had looked Octavius directly in the eyes and spoken, without a tremble in his voice.

"WHO DO YOU TH—"

"Calm down, Octavius, and you too, Magnus. Do not forget where you are."

Oberon's firm voice stopped Octavius, who had been on the verge of erupting, and Magnus, who had been staring at Octavius with intense lightning crackling around his body.

The armrest of Octavius's chair shattered as he gripped it tightly, his gaze still fixed on Atticus. He said nothing further, and Magnus also calmed down.

The other paragons observed silently. Atticus's words had been directed at all of them, yet none reacted like Octavius.

In fact, a serene smile was currently on Seraphina's face, her thoughts churning. 'He's perfect.'