When the light of the fourth day lighted up again, the smoke from the mountain finally stopped.

It seemed as if there was an invisible tacit understanding that everyone knew that today was the time to end all this.

The most distinctive change was that a man wearing a priest's robe appeared on the top of Heshan.

Missionary, Jessicast!

When he appeared, Ye Qingxian and others automatically retreated, and they would be invisible or even become invisible directly.

Everyone knows the name of the missionary, and no one wants to be sent to hell by his words.

Fortunately, Jessicast had no intention of doing so.

He looked at the military camp in the distance and said to Timo: "Go and inform them, and say I'm here. I'm going to meet Junlin."

Timo touched the back of his head: "What a dangerous task, can't he send a soldier here at will?"

"Go, he won't kill you," said Jessicast.

"Is this a way to follow the words?"

"No, this is from a priest's prayer for you." Jessicast smiled.

"That's useless." Timo murmured, but he rushed out like a gust of wind.

Not long after, the Yodel returned and reported: "He said he was sleeping and asked you to wait for a while."

"Sleep?" Jessicast laughed: "He really knows how to enjoy it, I guess he is not alone."

Alita said, "For us, Tifa sacrificed himself."

"Maybe it's not sacrifice." Azil hummed: "Love will make a person blinded."

Alita looked at Azir with some anger: "Monster Landing has not appeared for three days. Do you think he is an idiot? Don't understand what these three days mean? They are voters and have enough ability to get what they want to know! Look at the situation, everyone has not come to attack today, they knew our mission from the beginning."

"Yes, but Junlin still gave up." Jessicast said leisurely: "Is Junlin the kind of person who gave up the overall situation for the sake of women?"

Alita shook her head.

At least the Junlin she knew was not such a person.

So Jessicast also understood a little, and he sighed: "He has enough confidence... Maybe it's a mistake for me to come here this time."

Zelas glared at the missionary in anger: "Carst! You let us fight here for three days, but now you tell us this is a mistake?"

Jessicast replied seriously: "This is war. We strive for victory and make choices and sacrifices for it. But not every choice leads to the right, and not every sacrifice is rewarded. You are sacrificing, Tifa is sacrificing, and I am willing to sacrifice, but what about after the sacrifice? Will there be victory?"

Everyone was speechless.

Jessicast booed: "If I failed, you might hate me very much. I took you on the road of no return. But if I died in the confrontation with King's Landing, would you still hate me?"

Everyone didn't speak at the same time.

Jessicast smiled softly: "But don't worry, I don't think I'm dying that easily. And if I really fail, then you guys give up."

A ray of light shone on his face, reflecting the brilliance of the rising sun.

Jessicast slowly walked down the mountain.

In the distance, a man finally flew out of the camp.

It is King's Landing.

Jessicast went down the mountain, and his pace was not fast, so he had just walked halfway up the mountain and King's Landing had already arrived.

They met on the mountainside, and Junlin looked at him with slightly dark circles: "Your physical fitness has not improved much. It seems that you still rely on the ability to speak and speak accordingly."

"Your body looks like it's falling, too." Jessicast smiled.

Junlin shook his head helplessly: "I have worked hard recently, but it's not surprising. This is probably called crazy before the end of the world. Oh, by the way, I don't seem to introduce myself yet. I am Junlin."

"Jessicast, missionary." Jesse smiled and said, "Skip the meaningless politeness. King Landing, you know why I came to see you."

"You think you can kill me." Junlin replied.

"No, I can control you." Jessicast said: "It's not difficult to kill someone, the hardest thing is to control him and let him serve himself."

Junlin immediately said, "If the prophecy is not wrong, then as long as I am still alive, disaster will definitely come."

Jesse shook her head: "If you are controlled by me, then you are tantamount to death."

"Is that true? I don't think so. Control is control, death is death, and the concept is completely different. People who speak according to the law should not confuse the concept at will!" Jun Lin said seriously.

Jessicast's color changed slightly.

He heard a little and looked at him: "You seem to know something."

"Maybe more than you thought." Junlin walked over and circled around him: "Your body is just an ordinary person. If I want, I can kill you before you even speak. Your most correct way should be to deal with me before I take action."

Jessicast shook his head gently: "You can use it for your enemies or yourself. I am a little confident that you won't kill me that easily."

"Yeah?"

"If you don't believe it, try it."

Junlin finally took action.

He grabbed Jessicast with his hand, and he was very slow, but Jessicast had no intention of avoiding it.

Until Junlin's hand fell on Jessicast, Junlin's hand suddenly stopped.

A wisp of white gray appeared from his hands, rapidly fiddling, and the whole palm became unconscious like a stone at this moment.

"Wow." Jun Lin shouted softly.

He withdrew his hand and saw that one of his hands had completely turned into a stone sculpture, and even continued to spread to his arms.

Click.

Broken arm.

Petrochemical finally stopped spreading, but Junlin just lost an arm.

"Good technique." Junlin nodded.

He shook his hands, and tender buds began to grow from his broken arms.

"You can also try ranged attacks." Jessicast said.

A thunder lightning exploded and landed on Jessicast, but the thunder was actually petrified.

Finally, it did not spread to myself this time.

"What is this?" Junlin asked curiously.

"You see, all attacks on me will be petrified."

Jun Lin shook his head: "This is not on TV."

“It always needs to make progress.”

"Yes, people always need to improve. I like strong and interesting opponents, and they can always provide me with a variety of rich experiences, such as this..."

Junlin fired a super electromagnetic cannon into the sky: "From Misaka Mikoto. But it seems that I can learn more from you... Your ability is not a pan-plane, but a specific target. This is very interesting, you must know that it has always been the direction I am working on."

"What did you say?" Jessicast was slightly stunned.

He felt a bad feeling in his heart.

Only he himself knew the characteristics of his ability. On the surface, he was showing himself to King Landing in a gentleman, but in fact, every word he said and everything he did, including seducing King Landing to attack himself, was part of the plan.

He made sufficient preparations for this, but he did not expect King's Landing to say such a strange thing.

What does he mean?

He seems to have a deep understanding of my abilities?

Jessicast's pupils began to dilate.

Junlin had already whispered: "Your fantasy laws are specifically used for life goals, and this is the difference between you and me. So letting you use the plane is a difficulty that you cannot do... This is not a characteristic that the path to truth should have. After all, truth should have universal significance. But there is no doubt that you still have some truth."
Chapter completed!