"Deploy the Imperial Soldiers, at worst we'll go down together!"
Ouyang Bolun roared, because he felt he was about to collapse. The Demon Hunter Organization had maneuvered all sides, and in the end, only summoned three Saint King powerhouses to assist him and Mu Chen—six Saint Kings in total, yet they couldn't match the Demon Race's King of Saints, always suppressed in battle.
If not for all six wearing Divine Armor, someone would have fallen long ago.
But even fighting until now, he was barely holding on, his body covered in terrifying cracks, a massive hole piercing through his chest and back. As for the Divine Armor, it had long been shattered.
He desperately wanted to deploy the Imperial Soldiers, but they weren't in his hands.
"Hurry up, there's still a chance for one last fight; wait any longer, and even the chance to fight desperately will be lost."
Mu Chen also roared angrily, looking at Xuanyuan Zhen, who controlled the Imperial Soldiers of the Xuanyuan Family.
