Facing Gu He and the others' move to shield Yun Yun behind them, a cold gleam flashed in Yan Lin's eyes. He sneered. "Since we can't come to an agreement, then let's fight!"
As his voice rang out, Mebas, the three commanders, and Deis all flew to Yan Lin's side and took their positions, warily facing off against Gu He's group.
The air was thick with the scent of gunpowder, and Yan Lin had lit the flames of battle.
"That Dou Huang is mine. The rest are yours."
Yan Lin gave his orders in a deep voice. "Remember, don't tarnish the name of our Snake People Clan. Treat life and death lightly—if you don't submit, then fight!"
"Yes, Saint King!"
Mebas and the other four Dou Wangs respectfully accepted the order. Their voices echoed through the skies, and even the Snake People in the city below grew impassioned, joining in with shouts.
At that moment, Yan Lin's prestige reached unprecedented heights.
Saint King, the other side is a Dou Huang, after all. Let me assist you.
Seeing that Yan Lin was about to make his move, Mebas and the others were worried about him facing a Dou Huang alone. After exchanging glances, Hua She'er, who had spent the longest time with Yan Lin, stepped forward to stop him and transmitted her voice through Dou Qi.
Yan Lin did not accept Hua She'er's assistance.
A true solo fighter never needed support!
"No need. Protect Deis and don't let anything happen to him. I want to personally see just how strong this Dou Huang is!"
As he spoke, Yan Lin kept his eyes fixed on the black robe, whose face could not be seen, revealing only a pair of shining eyes. An almost imperceptible confident curve lifted at the corner of his