Capítulo 871: True?

Another minute passed.

The Dimensari delegate opened his mouth to speak again, but the door swung open before he could utter a word.

All heads turned toward the entrance.

A single figure stepped in.

The room froze.

It was him. Atticus Ravenstein. The apex of humanity.

The delegates' gazes sharpened instantly, like vultures circling prey. Their observational abilities were pushed to the limit as they scrutinized every detail of the young man who had caused such a stir.

Atticus's steps were measured, deliberate, each one echoing across the now silent hall. But it wasn't his movements that commanded their attention.

It was his aura.

Dominant. Overwhelming. Absolute.

He hid nothing. There was no restraint, no attempt to soften his presence. His aura blanketed the hall, pressing down on every individual like the weight of the world.

The delegates' expressions shifted.

Disbelief.

Shock.