Jessicast took a breath from the bottom of his heart.

He looked at Junlin with his eyes fixedly: "Garetley tells me that your talent is absolutely controlled, why, why do you understand the path to truth?"

Junlin smiled: "This is indeed an interesting question. If you want to know, I can tell you, but how about we exchange answers?"

Jessicast suddenly changed his face: "Maybe I should try this first...to bear your fate, die!"

He finally gave up on the idea of ​​controlling King Landing and tried to kill him directly.

As he said this, Jun Lin's body stagnated.

Then the corners of his mouth trembled and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

There was no feeling at all, no warning, and inexplicably, Junlin was injured.

But he did not die, but at this moment, he felt his vitality drop by a huge drop.

If life has a value, it should be half.

A small mouth of blood, half of life.

Even if Junlin really loses half of his blood now, it will not cause his vitality to drop by more than half, but Jessicast did it in one sentence.

But Custer obviously had no joy in all this.

He was not dead!

My words that I have always followed the law have failed!

how so?

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it's true that there are some effects. Because it's not all the truth characteristics, but some fantasy characteristics?" Jun Lin shook his head and said, "I can tell you the truth. If your next attack can maintain the characteristics just now, I should die, but you have to move faster. You must know that my recovery ability is very strong."

"Die!" Jessicast had shouted again.

Junlin spat out another mouthful of blood.

He smiled and shook his head gently: "It's still half, half of the rest. Well, according to mathematical calculations, the result of continuous halving is that in theory you can never kill me with this."

"This is impossible!" Jessicast couldn't help but tremble.

Junlin comforted him: "Don't worry, keep using it. As long as you lower it to a low enough level, you may be able to end me with one punch, but you will still say that, and move quickly."

Jessicast looked at him in disbelief.

Suddenly he pointed at King Lin: "Go to hell!"

As Jessicast spoke, a black vortex suddenly appeared behind Junlin, and the powerful suction force pulled him into the black vortex.

Junlin shook his head gently: "This is impossible."

"hiss!"

A scream of terrifying despair was heard in the black vortex, as if countless demons were making terrifying shouts, and the vortex disappeared instantly.

This time even half of the so-called "was gone".

"Continue!" Jun Lin said coldly.

Jessicast finally took a step back in irresistible manner.

He failed!

Completely failed!

His words and deeds have no effect on King Lin at all!

how so?

He couldn't understand.

Looking at Despair Like Him, Jun Lin sighed: "There is one thing I said right, that is, a good opponent can give you a lot of inspiration. I used to think that the path to truth was absolutely effective, but when I saw you, I suddenly realized that it might not be so absolute. And the most terrifying thing is... Once the truth does not work, it will be totally invalid."

"You...who are you?" Jessicast asked tremblingly.

Junlin shrugged: "By seniority, you should call me Master."

What?

Jessicast looked at King Landing in surprise.

King Land placed his hand on his shoulder.

This time, it was not petrified.

Jun Lin said: "Try another attack, and I will tell you why this happens."

Jessicast's teeth began to tremble: "Die...Die...Die!"

He said three words of death in a row, but what made him desperate was that Jun Lin didn't even vomit blood this time.

Junlin looked at himself and sighed, "You were able to hurt me before because your words and deeds were followed by fantasy laws, and that part was not influenced by me. But do you know why your abilities are completely useless now?"

Jesse looked at him with wide eyes.

Junlin leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Because the law of fantasy doesn't want me to die either! After it knows who I am and feels my power, it will take the initiative to protect me... Compared to you, I am its hope."

flutter!

Jessicast spit out a mouthful of blood.

After using the words continuously, he seemed to push himself to his limit, and finally fell down powerlessly at this moment.

He looked at Junlin unwillingly: "Who are you?"

"Don't you already know the answer?" Jun Lin touched his head and said, "Tell me where is the bottle of time."

"Oh, no... no..." Jessicast shook his head in despair: "How is this possible? How is this possible!"

He yelled wildly.

All the fantasy creatures on the mountain watched this scene.

They saw Jessicast kneeling before King Landing, as fragile as a baby.

The so-called strongest missionary did not even need to work on his finger in front of the king.

"Oh my goodness." Alita covered her mouth.

On the mountainside, Junlin is still trying to persuade him.

He said softly in a coaxing tone like a girl: "Maybe you are right, my existence will bring disaster to this plane, at least I do have this ability, but I don't have the will yet. Jessicast, give you a last chance. Tell me your plan, the bottle of time and that damn prophecy, I promise not to hurt your people. I will let you go!"

He even initiated persuasion.

Tianxun angry translator did not come out to make trouble.

But this is useless.

Listening to his words, Jessicast chuckled: "When did I say that it was your plane of destruction?"

"What?"

Jesse stared at him: "It's not you! It's not you who destroys the plane, it's the plane that is destroyed by you! You are the first controller of absolute truth. As you said, the meaning in the middle is different."

Junlin's eyes narrowed slightly: "Then you'd better make it clear."

Jessicast shook his head, "It's useless to say anything. I was also wondering and even confused about prophecy. But now I know that prophecy is not wrong. Your existence is the root of disaster. Damage is coming, and no one can change all this. I can't, and you can't!"

Junlin keenly noticed a slight bad thing.

He grabbed Jessicast: "Cust, make it clear, maybe I can change all this!"

"It's too late." Jessicast smiled slightly, and then his body trembled violently as if it was electricity.

"Caster, do you want all fantasy creatures to die like this?" King Landing shouted.

Jessicast just whispered: "Even the master of truth, it is difficult to escape the judgment of fate."

Then his head tilted, his body turned into countless spots of light, and then dissipated in the wind.
Chapter completed!