Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!

This scene was bizarre and twisted.

The countless golden glows, influenced by the blood mist and flesh, exhibited what was known as the "Dingler effect" of light, making the human remains stained in golden light even more clearly visible, allowing everyone present to clearly see the every piece of flesh and bone pattern that initially belonged to Levi.

Even though those present were elites, they too experienced severe physical discomfort.

Especially given that the meeting often coincided with a dance.

Many had brought their partners along.

These partners were often nothing more than a decoration.

The scene suddenly became vastly embarrassing with people vomiting, shouting in panic, and some dry retching with hands over their mouths... Chaos ensued.

What was bizarre,

despite the great commotion, not a single bodyguard waiting outside entered.

Those attending the meeting had a bad feeling.

Could this meeting be a beheading session?

Was this play too big?

..

Brian and Susan stood at the back of the group.

Seeing the scene at the center, Susan widened her eyes and then excitedly whispered in a low voice, "Brian, who is it?"

She knew Brian had a method similar to a Domain that could isolate the spread of sound, so she asked directly.

Brian glanced at the tops of people's heads and chuckled lightly, "The Dawn Knight Rashid, a guy who likes to show off—he's about to make his appearance. Continue watching the show."

Hearing this, Susan quickly widened her mascara-laden eyes and eagerly watched the center of the venue.

That feeling of having a secret assurance while watching someone else's performance was really exhilarating.

Silently rejoicing.

Under the cover of Brian's Heart Domain, all senses were subconsciously ignoring their area.

So, their corner went unnoticed too.

There was a new change in the central area.

The golden glow enveloping the flesh started to heat up.

Levi's remains, within mere seconds, turned into dried meat as if baked, transforming into chunks of black char, spreading out with the golden glow into countless black powders, evenly sprinkling over the expensive carpet below.

A living person completely vanished before everyone's eyes.

People watched this scene with pale faces, not making any excessive moves, their eyes somewhat vacant and uneasy.

They didn't even know where the attacker was.

Even Thor's two companions behind him looked around uneasily, trying to find the attacker.

Only Thor.

His purple pupils slightly raised, a disdainful smile flicking across his lips, but he made no other move.

The next moment.

Bits of golden light fell from the top of the hall.

People instinctively looked up.

They saw a tall and muscular figure, converging from countless golden lights, eventually forming a handsome young man with a head full of golden hair.

Like an angel from myths, set against the golden lights, he slowly descended and finally hovered tens of centimeters above the carpet, his pair of golden eyes indifferently watching everyone.

Some foolishly stared at this scene.

Others recognized him, astonished in their hearts, "The Dawn Knight Rashid! Isn't he a Third Rank Life from Europe, why is he in Los Angeles!"

Facing the silent crowd, Rashid faintly said, "Some of you might recognize me, yes, Levi calling this meeting was actually my decision, but he was too dawdling, so I came to talk to you all myself."

Everyone hurriedly looked towards Thor and his two companions.

During the previous conversation between Thor and Levi, they had cleared a large space behind the three, now it was especially noticeable.

Yet Thor showed no signs of fear.

Meeting Rashid's gaze, his eyes flickered with a purple light, "Discuss what?"

Rashid glanced at him, "A little thing from the Liki family?"

Thor didn't reply, only the purple light in his eyes twinkled slightly, growing deeper as if brewing something.

Rashid, feeling the violence brewing in his eyes, found it interesting.

Kind of intriguing.

He scanned the surroundings.

Everyone he looked at felt a heavy force field bearing down on them and was forced to lower their heads.

Including Thor.

Seeing everyone lowering their heads towards him, Rashid was finally satisfied, "My purpose of coming here is simple, your turmoil has affected my family's interests, and this is not good. To ensure everyone's interests, I suggest, starting today, I might as well sacrifice myself and take over as the boss of NW organization. From now on, you'll follow me, and I will protect you."

"What's the price?"

A middle-aged man with a small mustache, spoke weakly.

He was actually Caroline's father.

He seemed somewhat unconfident, played it very realistically, yet appropriately followed Rashid's words.

However, no one present cared, only pricking up their ears.

Actually, for most families, since they couldn't possibly be the boss anyway,

paying allegiance to anyone was the same.

If Rashid wasn't too harsh, having a Third Rank Life presiding over Los Angeles was actually a good thing for them.

Only stability could ensure they wouldn't be replaced.

They and their descendants could then continuously enjoy a superior life.

This was a good thing.

Rashid grinned, "As you know, the creature that attacked Los Angeles before was terrifying. I come to protect you, and the risk is great. I am risking my life to protect you, how do you think you should show sincerity?"

Not giving everyone a chance to think.

He continued, "I am kind-hearted and are not about Plunder and oppression, how about this, you'll help me manage Los Angeles from now on, I'll pay you the highest salary, provide insurance, offering the most humane treatment?"