Chapter 687: Alone and Unaided, Toughing It Out Against Three Armies!

Ling Fan coldly eyed the massive army before him, his figure flashing as he surged forward.

"Rabbits and dogs, you dare to try and stop a chariot with your arms, overestimating your own ability!" Ling Fan shouted coldly.

"Kill!" Inside the castle, Jack yelled into the radio.

The Doom Legion, with three lines of defense, saw the first line at the front—fifty thousand armored mercenaries, in eighteen formations, move at the command, swift as the wind.

The two formations at the forefront split to encircle Ling Fan from the left and right, holding weapons capable of threatening those in the Martial Saint Realm. According to the intelligence Sam received, Ling Fan was in the late stages of the Martial Saint Realm.

Therefore, the mercenaries had been hastily equipped with these weapons, at great expense.

Each one of these weapons was exorbitantly priced. Naturally, it was impossible to fully arm everyone with them, but they had done their best to distribute them widely.