bioinnovel Chapter 553 Dangerous Beauty
Chapter 553 Dangerous Beauty
Rewind a little, and the camera shifts to Amora.
Under the dome of the Kurhaus Concert Hall, Schubert's string quartet was playing its most tender part.
The crystal chandelier cast its amber light, which fell on the meticulously ironed shirt collars of the gentlemen and the trailing hems of the ladies' evening gowns.
The clinking of champagne glasses mingled with whispers and soft laughter, like a thin layer of icing sugar covering this ordinary night.
Dr. Heinrich Schäfer stood in the center of the hall, discussing with several colleagues the latest research funding program in Baden-Württemberg.
His tuxedo was impeccably pressed, his silver-gray sideburns were neatly trimmed, and he exuded a refined, scholarly air. Holding a barely touched glass of champagne, a polite smile played on his lips as he gave a perfectly timed nod to the lady beside him as she launched into a lengthy commentary on opera.
Dr. Heinrich never imagined that simply attending a concert attended by a large group of high-society people would make him a target for others.
Unbeknownst to them, at that very moment, a beam of azure light was slowly gathering in the shadows of the concert hall's dome.
That was the afterglow of the Tesseract's energy, more hidden, quieter, and more dangerous than the Rainbow Bridge in Asgard.
Amora emerged from the light.
Tonight, instead of her signature Asgardian witch outfit, she wore a dark green backless evening gown. The flowing skirt accentuated her nearly 1.7-meter height, making her appear even taller. Her long golden hair was styled into an intricate updo, secured with a jade hairpin, revealing her graceful neck and shoulder blades.
She walked across the marble floor in her high heels, the rhythm of her heels tapping out a slow, steady beat, like the drumbeats of some ancient ritual.
No one noticed where she came from, and no one thought there was anything wrong with her appearance.
Several male guests who were nearby instinctively stepped aside to make way for her, their eyes involuntarily following her back as if drawn by an invisible thread.
One of the men tilted his champagne glass at a 15-degree angle, almost spilling the wine and soiling his expensive bespoke suit, but he was completely unaware of it.
That's what makes Amora so terrifying.
Even without deliberately casting a charm spell, her mere appearance in public was enough to subtly shake the will of mortals.
This is the Enchantress's talent.
No spells or magic are needed...
Her beauty is the most dangerous weapon in itself.
"You must be Dr. Heinrich, right?"
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Amora walked straight toward Dr. Heinrich Schfer.
"Yes, that's me. May I ask, ma'am, what brings you here...?"
Dr. Heinrich was talking with his colleagues when he caught a glimpse of a dark green figure approaching out of the corner of his eye.
He instinctively turned his head, and like other men, he was instinctively amazed by Amora's beauty and wanted to greet her.
And that's why he didn't notice...
Although Amora wore a gentle and elegant smile, her every move carried a touch of aristocratic poise...
But when those emerald green eyes looked at Dr. Heinrich, there was no smile, only indifference.
It's like looking at a disposable tool that's about to be used and then discarded.
Therefore, before Dr. Heinrich could finish speaking, Amora, having confirmed with his affirmative reply that she had not chosen the wrong target, had already reached out and grabbed the back of his neck.
Then, in front of everyone present, he was lifted off the ground like a chick and slammed hard onto the nearest marble tabletop. The back of his tuxedo stretched taut, and the champagne glass slipped off the table and shattered on the floor.
Clearly, even a mage like Amora, who wasn't known for his strength, possessed the formidable physique of an Asgardian, enough to render any resistance from a middle-aged anthropologist utterly meaningless.