The third regiment commander Sea Horse fell in battle, and both Hawk and Grizzly Bear were enraged beyond measure. Although they had long known that a battle with Ye Fan meant certain death, they never expected to be defeated so easily. Witnessing their close brothers die so tragically filled them with uncontrollable grief.

As the commander of the Poison Dragon Mercenary Corps, their skills were naturally impeccable, making them prominent figures in the Underworld.

However, even with the three commanders besieging Ye Fan, they paid a price of having no power to fight back, fueling Hawk and Grizzly Bear’s fury.

"Even if it means dying, we must take someone down with us, but, but, this?" Hawk was so shocked he couldn’t even articulate his thoughts. Seeing the situation, it was impossible to take anyone down with them, leaving him stunned and filled with a violent rage.

The three commanders had good intentions, but in Ye Fan’s hands, those unrealistic ideas turned into mere fantasies.

"How can this be? How did it come to this?" Grizzly Bear was incredulously enraged, saying, "As proud mercenary commanders, when did we become so weak, so powerless?"

Hawk and Grizzly Bear had many things they couldn’t understand, even though Ye Fan was a renowned strongman, they weren’t lacking either.

But why were they still so feeble, like lambs under a tiger’s paw, utterly incapable?

Indeed, the two understood it wasn’t their genuine incompetence, but Ye Fan’s strength far surpassed theirs, easily crushing them. After clearly recognizing this brutal fact, the thought of surrounding Ye Fan for a kill vanished entirely.

Given the situation, thinking of taking Ye Fan down with them was a mere fantasy.

"Fight to the death; besides risking our lives in combat, we have no other advantages." Grizzly Bear called out desperately within.

"Damn it, damn his terrifying strength." Hawk was shocked beyond words.

The two were reckless now, fear in their hearts, releasing a thunderous murderous intent towards Ye Fan.

"You, not enough power."

"You, not fast enough."

Ye Fan fought while leisurely critiquing.

"Damn it, not enough power, I’ll kill you." Grizzly Bear couldn’t bear Ye Fan’s critique, attacking Ye Fan with reckless abandon in anger.

"Your mouth stinks; this is supposedly losing one’s composure, die now." Ye Fan sneered, swiftly dodging Hawk’s attack, and avoided Grizzly Bear’s offensive. Meanwhile, with one slash of his military knife, he pierced Grizzly Bear’s carotid artery.

Blood spurted, drenching the space.

Grizzly Bear clutched his neck, eyes showing reluctance and fear, unable to utter a word.

"Fourth brother!" Hawk screamed, watching the scene unfold, heart-wrenchingly.

Grizzly Bear’s body fell to the ground, twitching until it ceased, dead beyond doubt.

Hawk watched with a predatory gaze, unable to reach Grizzly Bear, could only vigilantly watch him die.

"A vile person, afraid to reveal true identity, surreptitiously seeking to deal with us, such despicable thoughts are shameful." Hawk scolded, trying to anger Ye Fan for a dignified death.

"So quickly hysterical, it’s truly disappointing." Ye Fan remarked calmly, "Facing death, still wanting to understand why, utterly foolish. Watching you die with regrets is interesting too."

"Evil, evil bastard." Hawk cursed.

"Hehe." Ye Fan chuckled playfully.

Then, with a swift move, he charged forward.

With a thrust, Ye Fan sliced Hawk’s wrist, causing the dagger-wielding Hawk to grimace, the dagger slipping from his hand.

Hawk, losing a firm means of resistance, looked deathly pale.

"Unwilling, I’m not willing." Hawk lamented.

Ye Fan raised his knife and thrust it into Hawk’s chest, then withdrew it.

A stream of blood sprayed from Hawk’s chest.

Hawk stared wide-eyed in death, collapsed to the ground, and lost all vitality.

Thus, the five commanders of the Poison Dragon Mercenary Corps were all exterminated.

"Commander, commander!" The mercenaries still battling with Zhang Lu and others, saw each commander die one after another, filled with despair and grief. With every commander dead, the surviving mercenaries felt increasingly suffocated, until finally, even Hawk was gone.

All hope was lost, leaving them utterly hopeless.

They truly didn’t know why they were fighting anymore; with all commanders dead, the Poison Dragon Mercenary Corps was doomed, they were left longing to kill the foes but powerless to turn the tide.

Remaining were dozens of mercenaries, over half of whom were dead or injured in Zhang Lu and others’ hands.

The few remaining mercenaries were barely surviving.

A quarter-hour later, the battle ended; aside from a few mercenaries who unwillingly escaped death, the rest perished. Those wishing to fight found none surviving.

The battlefield in the mountains was filled with a bloody stench and intense smoke.

The Poison Dragon Mercenary Corps was finished, completely finished.

This time, Ye Fan and his six teammates had successfully completed their mission.

"Finally, mission accomplished." Zhang Lu remarked relaxed while resting, "Since setting our sights on Black Shark, it’s been seven or eight days, we’ve fought tirelessly for it, leading to today’s results, finally a breath of relief."

"All five commanders were exterminated, and the allies of the Poison Dragon Mercenary Corps suffered heavy casualties too. We moved from D Country to M Country, encountering many unexpected events along the way, which fortunately we resolved." Yang Shu laughed brightly.

"This battle was well-fought; under the instructor’s leadership, whether strategizing or skill contests, we were invincible, leading to today’s victory." Shen Tingting joyfully said, "Although we faced many added troubles, we solved them all, achieving a perfect mission."

Zhang Kui glanced at the old lair of the Poison Dragon Mercenary Corps, saying, "There must be plenty of valuable things within their lair; perhaps we should check it out. It’s good to collect some useful items."

"Ye Fan, what do you think?" Zhang Lu asked Ye Fan, "Valuable intelligence is useful for us, maybe not for us but certainly for others, it’s valuable."

"The Poison Dragon Mercenary Corps’ connections and network are indeed priceless, you can look through it yourself, see if you find any valuable intelligence." Ye Fan didn’t interfere.