"roar!"

In the violent whistling, Jun Lin continuously punched hard punches.

He's already killed crazy.

Orion warriors are indeed very good practice targets. Even with Junlin's current strength, they still can't bear it with their first fight.

This forced him to use his full potential, such as death mark, mad blood, absolute protection, etc., and the super electromagnetic cannon was bombarded indiscriminately.

Even so, Junlin beat him to the point where he was almost exhausted. Fortunately, Ye Qingxian rushed over in time, and a large number of summoned beasts blocked some Orion for Junlin, so he did not let him get over.

The Junlin fell into Ye Qingxian's arms, but he was still smiling: "It's been a long time since I've been fighting so well."

"How high is it?" Ye Qingxian asked.

"Class 6, but I'm still a little less than level 4." Jun Lin replied: "According to this progress, will I become a compulsory balancer in the future?"

Forced balancer?

Ye Qingxian was also happy. Although it might not have much impact on Junlin, which already has absolute control, it is really embarrassing to say.

"There are more times when you use your brain, and there are fewer opportunities to do it. Don't worry, there is still a battle behind you." Ye Qingxian smiled and said, "They are here, and the battle here is almost over."

"Then I have to hurry up." After a few gossips, Jun Lin had already recovered and rushed out again, and a super destructive punch was shot out.

"What a madman." Ye Qingxian shook her head helplessly.

At this time, the threat is actually not great.

The troops from the three planes pushed over all the way. The Lanchen Plane Army was deeply motivated, the horn of retreat had begun to sound, and the soldiers retreated one after another.

The candidates began to beat the dogs. Even if they had no points, they had to acknowledge the anger and hatred they had been beaten before.

Faced with this situation, Brandon had to send his last reserve team to cover the retreat.

But this is undoubtedly another wrong choice.

Because another corps gave him a fatal blow from the rear at this time, the Dream Killing Corps.

If the candidates are in the center and the three planes are flanking attacks, the Dream Killing Corps is a solid back stab for Brandon.

The four sides surrounded them and formed three-way attacks, and the Blue Dust Legion was severely damaged.

The battle lasted from night until dawn, and by dawn, all of Brandon's 50,000 troops died.

The number of 50,000 troops is not large, the problem is that they are all elite!

You should know that the elite in the war realm dimension are different from the elite in the sense of the earth. The gap between people is magnifying, which also leads to the difference between elite and ordinary people.

If the 50,000 elite troops on the earth are equivalent to 100,000 ordinary troops, then the 50,000 elite troops in the battle realm dimension can be worth more than 500,000.

Coupled with the defection of the Iron Hand and the Dream Killing Corps rebelled, it can be said that the backbone of the Blue Dust Plane collapsed overnight.

At this moment, seeing only thousands of remaining troops in the wilderness, Brandon was also in a daze.

He murmured, "It's gone... How should I explain to the boss?"

The voice of the Great Sage of Kaul came slowly: "I thought you were mentally prepared to be wiped out long ago? You don't really think that just these few people can deal with King Landing, right? I mean, even if there is no action from the three planes."

Brandon shook his head: "Of course I'm not so stupid, but the problem is... I haven't achieved the goal!"

Yes, the loss of 50,000 elite troops was not unexpected by Brandon, and from the beginning, he was ready.

But this loss is exchange and is used to exhaust King's trump card.

Now it's a gift!

The meaning is very different.

What's more, the Hand of Steel does not include the loss he expected.

In fact, Brandon had also expected the scene where King Land had all his trump card and eventually died in a fight. That was the best result he had expected.

But the reality is so cruel. Although Junlin is not dead, procedural justice still maintains a chance to use it.

And this means that I still can't compete with him.

Damn pregnancy!

Damn procedural justice!

Brandon is going crazy.

He clearly has strong strength, but he can't do anything to Junlin. His opponent's strange methods ignore the differences in level.

"What the hell is that?" he asked.

"According to my analysis, it should be a talent at some level of truth." Kaor Sage replied.

Brandon: "Truth?"

Kaul: "Sequence!"

sequence?

Brandon was shocked: "Absolutely control such a sequence?"

"Yes." The Sage of Kaor replied: "He is a destined saint, which is in line with his identity, isn't it?"

Brandon couldn't help but scream: "Nicolah! Is Kaur's words true?"

Nicholas's voice rang out: "You have used your authority, and I have told you that the number of times you use procedural justice. As for other things, you can only rely on yourself."

"But this is not fair!" Brandon shouted.

"There is no unfairness. Everyone has their own talent. When relying on their own energy talents to crush people who are stronger than him, why don't you say this is unfair?"

"But...but..." Brandon couldn't speak for a long time.

Yes, they are also beneficiaries of the saint's talent. Why is it fair when they benefit themselves and it is unfair when others benefit?

Taking a long breath, Brandon said, "I get it."

He ignored Nicholas and contacted his boss directly.

After a moment, a calm voice came: "How is the situation?"

"We lost." Brandon replied: "Junling colluded with the beast soul, Siphon and Marvel three planes. With the help of Nurgle, he instigated the Hand of Steel. The three planes attacked, the Hand of Steel fled, and the Dream Killing Corps counterattacked. We lost five elite battle groups, 90% of Orion died in battle, and half of the Shadow Team died in battle. The secret of subspace energy has been discovered."

Brandon knew that he hated long replies, so he could only say all the bad news.

Infinite silence.

After a moment, he said, "What did you get?"

Brandon then said: "The talent of King Land is probably the system of truth, he has..."

He roughly explained the current known abilities of King Landing.

"Absolute truth... So that's how it is. Then it's not surprising that you lost the showdown." Infinite did not blame Brandon: "Are you in a good situation now?"

Brandon sighed: "My path to control has been interrupted, and the source of control has been lost too much. Now it is almost the same as when I have just embarked on the path to control... Ten years of hard work have been ruined!"

Brandon was about to cry when he said this.

Wuxian said, "Is that so? I really want to congratulate you."

"What?" Brandon was stunned: "Boss, what do you mean?"

"Yes, congratulations." Wuxian said: "If you walk too fast, you will inevitably be unstable. Having the opportunity to start over is actually a good thing. Don't worry about ten years. Our future is still long-term. The future is not ten years, but a hundred years, a thousand years, and a thousand years... You just lost some source of control. This is nothing. If you lose your strength, you can start over. If you take the wrong path, sometimes you will never have another chance."

Hearing this, Brandon took a long breath.

His eyes showed a glimmer of hope: "You are right, boss. But in the current situation, I'm afraid it's difficult for me to deal with Junlin... What should we do?"

After thinking for a moment, he said, "The mad dog of the God of Chaos Tatga is entangled with me, and it is difficult for me to get back. Since King Landing has one chance of procedural justice, you will definitely not be able to deal with him. So, I will send another army to help you."

Where else are there decent troops?

Brandon was puzzled.

Infinite said: "In addition, you need to make plans and start the project."

"What did you say?" Brandon was shocked: "But the Subspace Plan has not completed all research yet!"

Infinite sigh: "Things are always difficult to be perfect. Ten birds in the forest are worse than one bird in hand."

Hearing this, Brandon felt ache.
Chapter completed!