Boom!
A thunderous explosion resounded as the Fist Force collided with the Sword Aura, canceling each other out.
"Half-step King, that's a Half-step King!"
Someone shouted.
Many were astonished, not expecting that beside Marshall Morgan, there was a Half-step King following him.
"Who are you?"
Wyatt Adler's expression turned grave.
Each Half-step King was renowned, a regional Overlord.
Every appearance was known well to him, but as for Quillan Fawkes, he didn't recognize him.
"Who am I? Well, it doesn't matter if I tell you, I am Quillan Fawkes!"
Quillan Fawkes grinned.
"What? You are Quillan Fawkes? Then this little bastard is the one who destroyed the Blackwell Family and killed my son."
As soon as Quillan spoke, Theron Nyx roared furiously, casting a sinister gaze toward Marshall Morgan.
These days, he had people investigating, but they couldn't find the culprit, only knowing that Quillan had fled.
Now Quillan was here, the answer was clear.
