Chapter 1908

The middle-aged man could no longer care about the pain in his feet and took a step back as he spoke. He put a distance between him and Liam, hoping that would reduce his fear.

He panicked after he saw that Liam did not reply. Beads of sweat started dripping down his forehead. The fear in his eyes grew as he looked at Liam and saw his ankle that was bent out of shape from the corner of his eye.

"Wh-who are you? Tell me! Who the hell are you?"

Liam was able to kill top fighters of military king caliber with such ease, so he must be more powerful than that.

Could it be that he was a God of War?

The thought hit the middle-aged man like a thunderbolt, and he felt a new sense of fear that he never felt before.

There were not many Gods of Wars in Biskeland!

There were many top fighters at the level of military king, but there were not many people who could reach the level of God of War.

Fighting against a God of War would be equivalent to getting yourself killed.

The fear he felt wa