Marvel 1919 : Rise of an Empire

George arrived at a rather coincidental time. Attilan was far from peaceful today.

Shouts of battle filled the ancient city, and a quick glance revealed many corpses scattered throughout the streets. Most were soldiers in uniform, with a few Inhumans showing obvious deformities from failed Terrigen Crystal exposure.

Although a powerful energy barrier enveloped the entire city, it had little effect on George. He waited briefly outside the shimmering barrier and quickly understood what was happening.

Simply put, Black Bolt's brother was staging yet another coup. Why 'another'? Because, much like the eternal conflict between Thor and Loki, Black Bolt also had a scheming brother who secretly plotted rebellions, and he had done so more than once.

In reality, the fact that Attilan experienced a violent coup every few years wasn't because Black Bolt and his brother were mentally unstable. It was simply because someone in power was deliberately allowing it to happen.

Attilan used these armed coups as a calculated method to consciously suppress population growth. Each time, the first to rebel were always the troublemakers and dissidents. Once they were systematically eliminated, the rest were just frightened rabble.

The troublemakers were harvested every few years like weeds, ensuring that only obedient people remained, those who wouldn't resist oppression or exploitation. This aligned perfectly with the expectations of the Inhumans' controlling Elder Council.

Of course, this brutal system was closely related to Attilan's rigid social structure. Attilan might be considered the Inhumans' holy land, but class distinctions existed everywhere, just like on Earth.

For example, access to Terrigen Crystals for Inhuman enhancement showed a huge disparity throughout Attilan society. Only the small group with the strongest bloodlines could receive full Terrigen Crystal enhancements.

Aside from the royal family, who each received their own individual crystal, even commoners and loyal soldiers with good genes had to share one precious Terrigen Crystal among ten people.

Low genetic potential, coupled with insufficient Terrigen Crystal enhancement during the crucial mutation process, was the fundamental reason many Inhumans became hideously deformed after their genetic alteration.

George observed the current battlefield and saw Inhumans with lobster heads, and one warrior who had been transformed directly into the form of a massive pit bull. Simply put, there were almost no normal human appearances among the combatants.

George wasn't here today to judge right or wrong in their civil conflict, nor was he interested in waiting several days for their ridiculous coup game to finish before conducting his business.

So George directly teleported inside the protective barrier without ceremony.

"Stop!" George immediately used overwhelming mental pressure to stun everyone, floating effortlessly in mid-air through gravity manipulation, then continued with authority, "Have your leader come forward and speak with me."

George looked down with barely concealed disgust, and he had to admit these creatures had absolutely terrible genetics. There were all sorts of bizarre shapes and mutations, none of them resembling normal humans in the slightest.

George estimated that if these deformed Inhumans were transported to Earth to film monster movies, they wouldn't even need expensive makeup or special effects.

Although the Inhumans below didn't know who George was or where he had come from, they certainly felt his formidable psychic power pressing down on them. In that single instant, few Inhumans remained conscious, the others had been directly knocked unconscious by the mental assault.

"Invader!" someone shouted desperately.

The two warring factions, who had just been fighting each other with deadly intent, instantly put aside their bitter differences and unanimously turned their attention toward the floating threat above them.

Primitive bows, war hammers, and crude cleavers flew toward George through the air. The enhanced Inhumans with slightly higher psychic resistance were barely able to maintain their last bit of consciousness.

"Pathetic," George sighed, glancing at the desperate rebels below who didn't even possess decent weapons, truly just a group of pitiable Inhumans.

George tilted his hand forward slightly, and the gravity throughout the battle plaza instantly increased tenfold. The messy weapons flying toward George fell to the ground even faster than before.

Their owners were all sprawled helplessly on the stone ground, with only a few exceptionally strong Inhumans still struggling against the crushing force.

Killing a chicken to scare the monkeys was the fastest way to achieve equal dialogue. Of course, George had no intention of slaughtering ordinary people on a large scale.

It was just unfortunate that this group of fighters were originally expendable pawns released by both sides. Even if George hadn't arrived, no matter how their coup developed, this group would ultimately not escape the fate of being executed later.

"Wait!" came a commanding voice.

At this crucial moment, a group of figures instantly appeared on the high platform of the central plaza, and George's analytical gaze focused entirely on the imposing man at the center.

A black, form-fitting combat suit covered his entire muscular body. His powerful muscles exuded an intimidating presence, his eyes showed both solemnity and regal dignity.

Combined with his square, commanding face, an aura of absolute authority, unprovoked yet utterly awe-inspiring, naturally emanated from his presence.

Unfortunately, it was completely useless against George. George immediately identified him through the distinctive tuning fork mounted on his forehead, Black Bolt, the legendary King of the Inhumans, capable of effortlessly leveling an entire city with his voice.

George then shifted his analytical gaze to the striking woman who had just spoken. Her face was classically beautiful, her figure graceful and regal, with one elegant shoulder partially exposed.

Most striking was her incredible long, crimson hair that flowed all the way to the ground like liquid fire. George recognized this as Medusa, the Queen of the Inhuman nation, whose remarkable power allowed her to control every strand of her beautiful hair like living weapons.

Beside the queen stood a tall, powerfully built man with rock-like muscles radiating raw strength, weathered brown skin, and a rugged face that resembled a fierce general ready to charge into battle.

However, his lower legs were completely different from a normal human's, featuring reverse joints like a demon's, and where his feet should have been, he possessed a pair of cloven hooves. This was Gorgon, who possessed tremendous physical abilities and could create devastating seismic impacts.

Behind the royal couple lurked a massive creature resembling a British bulldog but many times larger than any normal canine. This enormous bulldog had just been rampaging across the battlefield, Black Bolt and the others must have been transported here by him.

His name was Lockjaw. He had originally been human but had been transformed into this large dog form after crystal enhancement. He possessed the ability of telepathy and could teleport himself, or any person or object, to any location he desired, including instantaneous travel from the Moon to Earth.

Of course, there were other royal family members following behind them, but George didn't pay them any particular attention.

George stopped the oppressive gravity field, and all the Inhumans who had been sprawled helplessly on the ground wisely disappeared from the plaza as quickly as possible. At this point, no one dared to voice any desire to overthrow Black Bolt's rule.

Black Bolt quickly gestured with his hands in complex sign language, and then Medusa translated smoothly, "Our King asks why you attacked our people without provocation."

"That's not important right now. First, let me witness the power of your so-called King," George replied coldly, raising his hand and firing a concentrated energy blast directly at Black Bolt.

An invisible wave of destruction burst from Black Bolt's mouth, unstoppable and pure energy incarnate, spreading in a devastating fan shape like a wall of annihilation rushing toward George.

The ancient stone ground in its path was utterly pulverized by the raw energy, leaving nothing but dust and debris.

The energy blast struck George's defensive barrier and was instantly annihilated upon contact.

With a simple thought, George deployed a shimmering blue barrier in front of himself.

With one hand placed casually on the energy barrier, George directly absorbed and blocked the devastating energy attack without any visible effort.

In reality, the true nature of Black Bolt's attack wasn't sound waves at all, despite what most people believed. In George's expert analysis, Black Bolt's fearsome title was purely misleading.

His attack worked by using his voice to release concentrated destructive energy, which was essentially simulated sound wave manipulation. He usually absorbed electronic energy from the surrounding environment, accumulating it within his body cells over time.

When needed, he could release it all at once in a devastating burst, which was definitely a powerful weapon for surprise attacks and ambushes.

Unfortunately for him, he had encountered George, who possessed the ability to absorb virtually any form of energy, so Black Bolt's signature energy attacks had absolutely no effect on his opponent.

Unless Black Bolt unleashed his absolute maximum energy attack, he might potentially injure George. But in that catastrophic case, Attilan itself and all the Inhumans present would be the first to suffer complete annihilation.

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