Super War God in the City

685: Chapter 685: Out of Adversity, Luring You into the Jar!

685 -685: Out of Adversity, Luring You into the Jar!

Underground world website forum.

“Guys, has anyone noticed something?

The place where that guy Barry is fleeing to seems to be the stronghold of the Doomsday Army!” One person sent a grave message.

After this reminder, everyone came back to their senses and started closely observing the live video feed of the chase.

“Holy shit, it really does seem like it.

Wait, isn’t that the headquarters of Demon King Sam?” someone exclaimed in shock.

Instantly, the spectators in front of the video, as well as the various global forces and organizations, also came to the same realization.

Yes, with Barry being hunted down in such a sorry state, the only place that he might have a chance of surviving must be there!

Before, Ling Beiming had sent a message in the underworld, demanding that Demon King Sam voluntarily relinquish the title of ‘Demon King’ and roll out of the Eastern European arms market.

But Demon King Sam, a ruthless figure himself, not only ignored Ling Beiming’s warning but even brazenly defied him, showing no regard for Ling Beiming at all!

Now, with Barry having nowhere to escape to, his last resort was to make use of Sam, the only one who dared to confront Ling Beiming head-on.

At this very moment, Barry, running for his life, cursed silently.

Estimating the time and his current location, he gritted his teeth and pressed on, knowing he would soon be on Sam’s turf.

In the world, only this fellow could give him the slightest hope of survival.

“Damn it, Ling Beiming, if you’re man enough, follow me and see how Sam will kill you!” Having crossed a river, Barry saw Ling Fan getting closer and didn’t dare to be distracted, running for his life.

Huaxia, Wolong Garden.

“Chief, it’s not good where this guy is running to; he may be walking into an ambush!” Secretary Song stood behind the old man and expressed his concern as he watched the laptop screen on the stone table.

The old man frowned but said nothing.

The Doomsday Army Organization was a newly emerged underground organization that’s actually a super Mercenary Army.

Its base was located in the lawless area at the border of several countries to the northwest of Wuyou Country, amidst the Thousand Mile Gobi.

It was a power that had risen suddenly, with a massive number of people, top-notch equipment, and extremely rare quality of personnel.

Even if the top ten mercenary corps of the underworld were put together, they would not total half the number of the Doomsday Army, and that shows how terrifying the Doomsday Army was.

Sam’s Doomsday Army also took part in battles in Africa, Eastern Europe, and other world battlefields, influencing the outcome and profiting from it.

For this reason, it had offended many Western countries, leading to several nations banding together to campaign against the Doomsday Army, all returning with heavy losses and no success.

The Ais Duchy even designated them as terrorists and launched military campaigns against them, including assassination attempts against Sam.

But for some reason, it all ended in nothing.

This only proved that Sam’s capabilities and energy were extraordinary, and after this, Demon King Sam and his Doomsday Army were shrouded in an added layer of mystery!

Huaxia had also performed simulations of its personnel and was shocked to discover that such an organization could not emerge without decades of operation and development.

That is to say, this power had been quietly preparing and developing in the dark for a long time.

Now, it had simply waited for the right moment to burst forth and reveal itself to the world.

“Don’t worry, that kid survived the encirclement by the Eight Nations two years ago.

This ‘Doomsday Army,’ mysterious as it may be, might not necessarily be able to do anything to him!” The old man spoke with a calm tone.

Now, his trust in Ling Fan was almost unconditional; not even the Half-step Divine Realm master in the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains was a match for him.

Even if Ling Fan couldn’t defeat the Doomsday Army, if he wanted to leave, the old man believed no one could keep him there!

At this moment, Ling Fan was about a kilometer behind Barry, anxious in his heart for not being able to catch up.

“Beep beep beep~”

It was his phone ringing.

Without even looking, he answered the call at once.

“Beiming, Barry is leading you into the territory of the Doomsday Army.

Be careful!” An anxious voice of Elf came through the phone.

“Oh, what is this ‘Doomsday Army’ thing?” Ling Fan was somewhat surprised.

Elf started explaining over the phone, and upon hearing it, Ling Fan had an epiphany.

“Damn it, so it’s that bastard.

I was planning to deal with Barry first then learn about Sam from you.

Now, let’s take care of them both!” Ling Fan rushed forward, eyeing the figure up ahead, and snorted coldly.

Freedom Island.

“Sam’s armed organization is almost on par with the world’s top regular armies; they must have some level of confidence in dealing with Ling Beiming, right?” The butler, Brown, spoke hesitantly.

Upon hearing this, Beth revealed a look of wariness in her eyes.

Sam was no simple character, and she wondered where he found these members.

Ten elite special forces of the Ais Duchy were no match for a single elite of the Doomsday Army.

As for the assassination attempt, Sam himself was a master, his strength inscrutable!

The reason why the conflict between the Ais Duchy and Sam fizzled out last time was that neither side could benefit from it, unless the conflict escalated to the use of Taboo Weapons.

But that would be stepping out of their limits, plus other reasons, so both parties ultimately reached an accord.

Beth was silent; if put into comparison, the true strength of the Doomsday Army was not much weaker than the Eight-Nation Alliance back in the day!

But the Ling Beiming of today was not the Ling Beiming of the past, and the outcome was truly unpredictable.

Sam was no fool.

Since he dared to challenge War Emperor Beiming, he must have something to rely on and confidence to boot.

All the powers and organizations in the Underworld were eagerly looking forward to the duel between Ling Fan and Sam.

One was a gloriously returned War Emperor, his past brilliance limitless; the other, a newly risen force, causing dread and headaches to world organizations and leaving the strongest nation powerless—a super enigmatic Demon King.

The showdown between the two was truly an unpredictable outcome!

“Beiming, you’ve worked hard!” Lawson said with red eyes and a deep voice as he muttered in the prison of Ais Duchy in Santara Continent.

In the Thousand Mile Gobi to the southwest of Wuyou Country.

This Thousand Mile Gobi was a no-man’s land, a lawless zone.

It was truly not easy for Sam to find such a place.

At this moment, at the center of the Gobi, within a hundred miles, the area had been well-greened.

This was his headquarters and base.

Sam stood in the grand hall of the ancient castle, likewise watching a large screen on the wall.

His base was neighboring the lands of Wuyou Country; how could he not be in contact with Barry?

The two were quite familiar with each other.

Not long ago, he received a transmission from Barry, saying that he was being pursued by Ling Beiming and was attempting to flee in his direction, telling him to get ready.

Ever since Ling Fan issued a warning to him on the Underworld’s website, he had been on high alert, preparing for retaliation and a decisive battle to the death.

And now, Barry’s leading the chase here was an excellent opportunity for him.

Once in his home field, he would undoubtedly have the advantage.

Today, under the watchful eyes of the world, he wanted to see for himself just what made this washed-up guy so special!

“Jack, are all preparations complete?” Sam asked lightly, watching two figures quickly approaching this place on the screen.

“Boss, everything’s ready, just waiting for a favorable wind!” Jack nodded emphatically.

Since Sam decided to have a head-on collision with Ling Beiming, he had been strategizing and arranging his forces with utmost effort.

“Swoosh~”

Barry’s figure weaved through the barren Gobi at great speed, finally revealing a sigh of relief on his face as he quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He was temporarily safe upon arriving at this place.

At the moment, his face was pale because his body was severely overtaxed from the continuous use of Secret Techniques.

Having witnessed Ling Fan kill from a distance, he truly did not dare let that guy get too close to him, always maintaining a distance of eight hundred meters.

Anyway, at this distance, he hadn’t noticed Ling Fan using that peculiar Dharma Gate again.

He guessed it was a safe distance.

Ling Fan was also frustrated.

After chasing for so long, this guy was really tenacious, never allowing him within eight hundred meters.

And his Blade of the Divine Soul had an effective range of only five hundred meters, far beyond his striking distance!

The two of them kept up the chase, and just as Ling Fan saw Barry leap onto a hill and suddenly burst out laughing, feeling like he had narrowly escaped catastrophe.

“Hahaha, Ling Beiming, catch me if you can, you bastard!” Barry turned around and yelled at Ling Fan.

Without responding, Ling Fan’s figure flashed swiftly.

In the blink of an eye, he reached the hilltop, and as soon as he saw what was before him, he immediately stopped.

In the distance, as far as the eye could see, there was a dense mass of armed mercenary legions, buzzing with activity, no fewer than ten thousand men!

“Heh, stepping into my territory is like a turtle in a jar.

I want to see how far you can go!” Sam sneered coldly from the ancient castle of the Doomsday Army base in the Gobi as he watched the scene on the screen.

“Haha, Ling Beiming, I let you chase me and you fell for it!

How about that, inviting your own capture?” Barry stopped and turned around to jeer at Ling Fan when he saw him stop.

“Die!”

Ling Fan looked at Barry, whose face was full of triumph and defiance, pointed at him sharply, and shouted explosively.

Barry, upon hearing that, suddenly felt chills run down his spine, his soul almost leaving his body.

Ling Fan sneered and his figure burst into motion.

Barry’s face turned crimson in a daze, realizing he was unharmed, “Fuck, Ling Beiming, you damn…”

Barry almost spat blood internally; the guy was bluffing after all.

Watching as Ling Fan rapidly closed the distance, a chill ran down his spine, and just as he was mid-curse, he swallowed his words and turned to run wildly!

However, his reaction was a bit slow.

At this moment, Ling Fan had already gotten within five hundred meters.

“Soul Sword, go!” Ling Fan shouted once more.

This time, an invisible Soul Sword shot out fiercely, heading straight for Barry’s head!

PS: This segment of the story was very strenuous to write.

Just after pushing the plot forward this afternoon, today there are only three chapters, but the word count reaches eight thousand~

Also, the fan leaderboard has been inactive for quite a while, cough cough, thanks to ‘Desolate Leaf,’ ‘Dirty,’ and ‘Great Marshal’ for the support and encouragement this week, as well as the nameless person atop the weekly leaderboard; thank you all!