The palace was surrounded by men in black suits and beautiful women in evening gowns.
They were nobles among the vampires, the elites of their clan.
At that moment, the vampires were looking at Nathan strangely, with mingled expressions of shock, wariness, fear, and confusion.
Nathan, on the other hand, strolled toward the palace gate with the leisurely pace of a nobleman attending a soiree.
The guards standing at the gates blocked Nathan's path.
“Without permission, you are not allowed to enter.”
Boom!
With a thunderous crash, Nathan sent the vampires flying, shattering the gates in the process.
“Apologies, but I'm not here as a guest,” Nathan said calmly. “I won't be needing anybody's permission.”
Then, he stepped forward and strolled in. The vampires in the vicinity scowled, but none dared to lash out.
As soon as Nathan walked through the main gate, several figures came rushing over. They were Max and the other princes.
Behind him, on the other hand, were hordes upon hordes of powerful vampire elites, each one looking as if he was facing the most formidable enemy of their career.
When Max saw Nathan, his gaze turned particularly grim.
“You've become audacious to dare breach our headquarters on your own, Nathan,” he growled.
“You insignificant ants should get out of my way and have Herod himself come out to meet me,” Nathan responded coolly.
Insignificant ants!
Max's expression turned extremely unpleasant.
The rest of the King-Class vampires wore similar looks of outrage.
They knew Nathan was as audacious as he was formidable.
However, they never imagined that Nathan was capable of such extremes. To him, the King-Class vampires were no more significant than insects.
He's really pushing his luck!
Among the King-Class vampires, Kieran, known for his fiery temper, could no longer hold back another second.
“Do you really think nobody can handle you, Nathan? Today, I will show you that there is always somebody more powerful than you.”
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