Chapter 1183

"Well, it's no wonder he's so arrogant. A Fourth Order War King, not too bad at all…" Vilmos muttered, his tone laced with clear disdain. Clearly, he did not think a Fourth Order War King would stand a chance against him, because his surprise lasted only a brief moment before he became uninterested again, and leaned against the window to continue watching the massacre in bemusement.

Liam stepped forward, staring coldly at Forrest's men, his eyes ablaze with fiery rage as the wind whipped ferociously around him. With his gaze fixated on the men closest to him—those on the frontlines—he slowly opened his mouth to utter a single word, "Kill!"

This sent an electric-like shock through the bodies of those who faced him. In an instant, they felt their legs turn to lead, and a spine-tingling chill shot through their entire body.

The next moment, much to their horror, Liam leaped into the air and disappeared from view, as though he had vanished into a puff of smoke!

All of a sudden, a man