C517 The Predicament.

"They're here."

Lin Yunchen seemed to have sensed something. He slowly raised his head and saw tens of thousands of members of the Army of Death suddenly appearing in front of him. He muttered softly.

"You're Lin Yunchen?"

A man with golden hair, dressed in silver noble clothing, who was not far away from Lin Yunchen, saw the corpses of the Army of Death on the ground