But despite everything, Wang Zhan showed no intention of begging for mercy. Instead, his expression was even more defiant, his face a mask of sarcasm.
"Want to kill me? You bunch of beasts! Even if I let all of you attack me at once, even if you summon your main bodies, what then? Trash is still trash! HAHAHAHA…"
Wang Zhan crowed, his voice dripping with malicious glee. It was as if he didn't care in the slightest if his opponents truly became enraged, or what terrible fate might await him if he were actually defeated.
