Doomsday Drug Slave

On New Year's Day in 2025, on the Gregorian New Year's day before this great change, in the sky of Seoul City, an army of tens of thousands of evolved warriors gathered here. Yang Fan was floating in the higher clouds, looking down at the aircraft he was about to board.

The newly formed Chinese Legion set off, and a sense of accomplishment arose in their hearts. Although two-thirds of their evolved people were from the Koryo Federation and belonged to the foreign mercenary army, they all had the same determination to obey Yang Fan's orders.

At least Yang Fan is confident that even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire ahead, with his order, the entire legion will rush there without hesitation, and there will never be a word of complaint even if he dies...