Kapitel 527: Isn't There A Worthy Fighter?

There was now a gigantic hole spanning tens of thousands of feet in the gigantic, massive wall surrounding the Despair City.

In the past thousands of years, Lin Fan was the first being of the thousands of races out there who had dared to seek trouble at the Despair City.

In the past, there had been powerful beings who had grouped up together and came forth towards the Despair City. However, all of them were nothing but ants in the face of the powerful Despair City. Their outcomes were the same: Corpses to be hung on the walls of the city, serving as a warning for any other potential intruders.

The authority of the Marquis of Despair was not to be questioned.

"To think that some mere human would dare to infiltrate the great Despair City? You deserve death for your actions!"

A tribunus of the ancient race stood tall and mighty, towering in the midst of the Despair City.