That is, Heshan, the Fantasy Legion.

Located in the central tent on the top of the mountain, Alita, Azir and others sat high.

Below them are the Desert God of Death, the Blade Dancer Arriya, the Ancient Witch Lingzeras, the Desert Butcher Rekton and others.

Unlike all the previous ones, what appears here is the ontology.

Azer and Zeras, Recton and Nathers are all mortal enemies in the setting, and such mortal enemies are everywhere in League of Legends, but now they have broken through their own character, given up the grudge that never existed, joined forces to face the future of fantasy creatures side by side.

At this moment, Azer looked at the three-dimensional image of the battlefield in front of him and pondered without saying a word. The quick scout Timo walked in.

"The right wing has been completely lost, and now there are free alliances on all sides. If we don't retreat, we may be fully surrounded."

Azil looks at Alita.

Alita sighed softly: "Jesse did his best, but the guys refused. They asked to stay here..."

"Those guys never care about our life and death! These bastards!" Rekton, who was rude in character, roared angryly.

"It's not surprising." A contemptuous sneer came from not far away.

It was Sarah who spoke.

Bounty Hunter Miss Doom.

She wore her iconic pirate suit and played with her two guns: "Let us restrain the Free Alliance here and die with them if necessary, it should be the best result in their minds."

"The problem is that they are too anxious." Zelas frowned: "I always feel something is wrong... Even if the Spark Dynasty wants to kill the donkey, it shouldn't be so anxious. Their attitude changes too quickly, as if something is affecting them."

Azir looked at Alita again: "Alita, do you think this may be the devil of King's Landing?"

Alita nodded: "It's entirely possible. He can share his abilities, use a means called procedural justice, and create plane turmoil..."

When everyone heard the plane's turmoil, strangeness appeared in their eyes.

No one can experience such chaos and remain indifferent. From this point of view, any plane that King Land has experienced will inevitably create a group of ulterior motives.

Fortunately, everyone loses face and feels much better psychologically.

Alita continued: "However, after the particle impact trap failed, it has been confirmed that Junlin's talent is absolute control, and absolute control does not seem to be directly related to these methods."

"It is already terrible to be a perfect control alone. It is the realm of the balancer of the true god. The destiny..." Azil lamented and shook his head: "If it weren't for that damn prophecy, I would never want to provoke him."

Blade dancer Arella asked: “Is it possible that the prophecy is wrong?”

Alita shook her head: "I haven't missed it so far. Don't forget that we have come to this day by prophecy."

"But it failed to get us out of danger, and it was even more dangerous." Nathers snorted coldly, breathing out from his dog's head: "Prophecy is a guide, but the result of the guide may not be good. Perhaps fighting prophecy is a better way."

Alita shook her head gently: "I want to, too, but Jesse firmly believes in prophecy. Nathus, you can deny a plan, but only if you have to give a better plan. The existence of King's Landing will bring disaster, and as long as the prophecy is true, we must kill him."

"Now we are about to be killed by him." Someone said disdainfully.

"Jesse has a plan. Our mission here is to hold him back. When he completes the plan, things will be easier."

"He needs time, don't we? At most one day, the place will be surrounded by full encirclement. If we don't withdraw, we will die here!"

"Jun Lin knows this, and he is using this to force us. If we disobey and retreat, we will completely break with the Spark Dynasty. We have just betrayed the Free Alliance and want to betray the Spark Dynasty, and there will be no place for us to stay in this plane."

"We never intended to live on them!" Rekton roared loudly: "Let me kill them! Fantasy creatures should rely on their own strength to fight for a future."

"Shut up!" Azil shouted: "Not everyone has your power, nor is everyone not afraid of life and death like you!"

"Huh! I'm not your sand soldier!" Rekton let out a dissatisfied cry.

Although he no longer obsessed with setting, Rekton obviously would not easily control Azil.

Azel ignored the furious Recton, and turned to Alita: "If Jesse wants us to stick to it, it is better to give an executable plan that will not completely destroy us."

Alita opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Three days! He wants us to stick to it for three days."

Sunset at dusk.

Junlin has arrived ten miles away from Jihe Mountain.

He stood on a captured magic boat and looked down from a high place.

"About 30,000 fantasy creatures, all the combat-powered fantasy creatures on the entire plane are here. If they can kill them all at once... the Haier brothers should be happier." Jun Lin muttered.

"They did not retreat." Standing beside Jun Lin, Ye Qingxian said.

"Give some valuable news." Jun Lin said.

Ye Qingxian smiled: "Maizi and I joined forces and knew some of their preparations. Judging from the preparations, their mission is to stick here for three days."

"Hold for three days?" Jun Lin was surprised: "In three days, the troops will be able to cross the Jiumu River? What should they do then? Attack back and break through the hundred-mile defense line and return?"

"Oh, that's their problem. Sorry, I have limited ability, so I can only collect these." Ye Qingxian had no intention of being ashamed at all.

Maizi was very unhappy with this answer: "It's not that their abilities are limited, but that their senior management doesn't seem to know what will happen in three days. This is what Jessicast means, and they seem to have infinite trust in Jessicast."

"Maybe it's just infinite trust in prophecy." Jun Lin said: "If Jessicast really had such great ability, why didn't the Spark Dynasty order all fantasy creatures to retreat, but let them take such a big risk?"

Maizi nodded: "There are only two possibilities. One, he can't do it. Two, he has enough confidence that they can last three days."

"I like the first possibility." Jun Lin said.

"I don't think that after so many things happened, they would be so arrogant that they thought they could withstand your attack for three days." Maizi also smiled.

Junlin nodded: "So the question is not whether they can withstand three days, but what will happen in three days? Is it said that the doomsday of the plane in three days?"

"No!" Everyone denied it together.

If these people still want to end the doomsday, they will not be persisting for three days, but will be attacking desperately.

Only then did Junlin realize that he had neglected a problem.

I didn't ask at the beginning when the doomsday will appear?
Chapter completed!