Furina stood behind and to the side of King, listening to those hostile and dissatisfied questions.
Looking at those faces, some fierce, some cold, others arrogant.
She subconsciously shrank closer to King.
Her small hand quietly grabbed King's trench coat.
A hint of nervousness flashed in her heterochromatic eyes.
"These people... they all look so fierce..."
"And why won't they listen to King?"
"The crisis from the prophecy is coming; why aren't they evacuating the crowd?"
Paimon had long since been scared into hiding behind Lumine, revealing only half of her little head, not daring to let out a breath.
Lumine's hand pressed against the hilt of her dull blade, her amber eyes scanning the crowd sharply.
Her body retreated slightly, ready to "respond" to conflict at any moment.
She could feel that the people known as "S-Class Heroes" radiated an extremely dangerous aura.
Far exceeding the ordinary gods of Teyvat.
The atmosphere was tense, like a sword drawn and bow strung.
Several S-Class Heroes caught their "fear."
Metal Bat snorted coldly, "Cowards."
Atomic Samurai's gaze grew even colder.
He felt that King's behavior of "playing mysterious" while bringing "dead weight" along was an insult to this "S-Class" meeting.
Tatsumaki even rolled her eyes directly and muttered under her breath, "Tch, vase."
King's face remained expressionless.
He turned his head slightly, glancing out of the corner of his eye at the somewhat uneasy Furina beside him.
Then, he turned his head back.
His gaze fell upon those S-Class Heroes in the meeting room.
This time, his gaze changed.
It was no longer calm, nor was it the profound, intangible pressure from just before.
It was a kind of extremely pure, undisguised... viciousness.
Like a lion king surrounded by a pack of snarling hyenas, finally losing patience.
The emperor engine did not sound.
But everyone felt that the temperature in the meeting room had instantly dropped by ten degrees!
King's gaze was like a solid icicle.
The first one nailed onto the face of Metal Bat, who had just been the loudest.
Metal Bat's voice came to an abrupt halt.
He felt as if his heart had been gripped by an invisible hand.
That gaze—that was not the look one gives a colleague.
It wasn't even... the look one gives a human!
It was like looking at a rock blocking the way, a piece of eyesore trash.
Indifference, irritation, and an extreme viciousness that said, "Keep yapping and I'll crush you."
Metal Bat's heart gave a violent twitch, and his hand gripping the bat broke out in cold sweat.
The angry scolding that had been on the tip of his tongue was forcibly stuck in his throat.
It turned into a short, sharp gasp.
King's gaze shifted.
It swept over Drive Knight.
His body froze, and for the first time, fear appeared in his mechanized eyes.
"Run! Run now! Otherwise, you'll die!"
His reason screamed this, but his body was as stiff as if it had been frozen!
It swept over Atomic Samurai.
This master swordsman who took "slashing" as his path felt his long sword, which had just been sheathed, let out a miserable wail within its scabbard.
All the muscles in his body tightened.
His sword aura instinctively tried to protect his body, but under that gaze...
It melted away rapidly, like thin ice exposed to the scorching sun.
That gaze carried an undisguised warning: "Your sword is slow. Your life is fragile."
It swept over Tatsumaki.
Tatsumaki's hovering height subconsciously lowered a little.
She bit her lip, her emerald eyes wide open.
Filled with unwillingness and anger.
But more than that, it was the trepidation of being targeted by a higher-level predator.
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