The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

"Enemy attack—"

"All troops, prepare for battle!"

"Quickly! Quickly! Head to your respective positions! Fight according to the rehearsal plan! Don't panic!"

"Occupy the 281-point high ground!"

"Below the third job advancement, fight as a group! Above the third job advancement, fight in a small squad!"

Monkey King initiates the team fight, and the Celestial Mechanical Legion charges in.

The well-trained five allied forces quickly entered combat readiness.

The first to be hit were the mixed force of 50,000 men, who bore the brunt of the mechanical legion's first wave of bombardment.

Despite the casualties, the troops were initially positioned loosely and not very concentrated, so the casualty rate was still acceptable and not that exaggerated.

After the mechanical legion launched an air attack, transport planes mixed in with the mechanical legion began dropping metal spheres onto the ground.

The metal ball crashed to the ground, creating large craters.

The metal sphere opened upon landing, from which members of the rebel alliance jumped out.

"Hahaha! Allied forces! Come on! Let's fight three hundred rounds!"

"Charge!! Take out their anti-aircraft artillery positions!"

"The resentment stone is on Zhang Erhe. Kill him and it will explode!"

"Alright, buddy, that's really brave of you. Zhang Erhe is in your hands now!"

In the distance, shouts of battle rose up.

Some of the rebels were airdropped down by transport planes, while others had already gathered around Dianjiang Mountain and concealed their tracks.

The battle officially began, and they gathered from all directions.

All of them were professionals; those with mounts charged ahead on their steeds, while those without used their talents and skills to follow closely behind.

The rebels were incredibly powerful, their shouts of battle deafening, and the billowing dust obscuring the sun.

This time, the resistance invited almost every organization on the global wanted list.

With the help of the mechanical legion of the celestial beings, more than 200,000 people gathered from all over the world!

The total number of troops on the five-party coalition side is 600,000.

Among them, Zhang Erhe's Third Army had the most, accounting for 150,000 men.

Although the ratio of enemy to friendly forces is three to one.

However, when the two sides engaged in close combat with forces below the level of divine transformation, the rebel alliance actually gained the upper hand.

Because the Allied forces had a large number of new recruits.

Think about it, with Yuwen Hao and Xu Kai among them, the average combat strength of the 600,000-strong allied forces is naturally quite low.

On the other hand, the rebels...

Are there any vegetarians among those who dare to become wanted criminals?

Their individual combat capabilities are extremely strong!

So strong that it's impossible to coordinate with teammates!

After all, when they were on the run, they were always fighting alone. If there were more people, they would just become a burden to each other.

However, the allied forces had another advantage: they had deployed a large number of heavy firepower, formations, defensive towers, barriers, and traps here. With these forces, their low-end combat power had regained some ground.

In terms of heavy firepower, the rebel alliance, aided by the mechanical legions of the Celestials, doesn't suffer much of a loss.

However, the combat strength under the divine transformation cannot determine the course of this war.

High-end combat forces are starting to enter the fray.

Zhang Erhe leaped into the air.

He couldn't be bothered to deal with the rebel vanguards who had been airdropped into the area.

His gaze was fixed on the twelve clusters of rosy clouds flying in from the horizon.

Orchid Rat, Red Ox, Golden Tiger, White Rabbit, Colorful Dragon, Green Snake, Black Horse, Cloud Sheep, Purple Monkey, Wild Chicken, Red Dog, and Fenzhu!

"The Twelve Heavenly Kings of the Rebel Army!"

Zhang Erhe looked serious.

These are twelve Phantoms!

In theory, each of them is slightly inferior to a standard early-stage Divine Transformation combat-type character.

However, even if they are slightly inferior, the state of both sides during the battle and the changes on the battlefield can seriously affect the outcome.

Therefore, even if it is Zhang Erhe, he will not take any spirit illusionist lightly and will go all out.

Because the Phantom has its own path, which can never be fully understood.

If they come up with some strange new tricks, they can easily catch their opponents off guard.

It's not just the Twelve Heavenly Kings.

Above the clouds, engines roared and the clanging sounds of mechs transforming filled the air.

Miss Butterfly has arrived, piloting the GD-660.

"Click!"

The spare compartment of GD-660 opened, and six people flew out.

To be precise, they were six professionals wearing high-end individual armor.

They are the six leaders of the Avengers.

Their combat strength is at the peak of the third rank.

One of them was even the chief of the sequence.

Top professionals combined with advanced technology can achieve abilities comparable to divine transformation.

Of course, in a real fight, the six alliance leaders would still be inferior to Shenzhuan, because Shenzhuan also has divine treasures to help him.

"The Celestials, the Avengers, and the bandits from before—good, very good! Today, Dianjiang Mountain will be the burial ground for you three major rebel forces!"

The Pure Heaven Pagoda hovering around Zhang Erhe opened the doors on each level, projecting different colored lights onto Zhang Erhe's side, which then converged in one place.

Within this colorful light, a brand new avatar of Zhang Erhe appeared!

"Colleagues, what are you waiting for!"

As soon as Zhang Erhe finished speaking, eight figures flew up from the vast mountains and forests.

Judging from the divine artifact surrounding each of them, they are all Divine Transformation Professionals!

Yun Yang, whose body was radiating a white aura, frowned slightly.

"Nine divine turns! Not only did Zhang Erhe bring in the commanders of the five armies, but he also invited Wade from the Ninth Army, along with inquisitors Michelle, Caitlin, Jiang Ning, and Kuntai!"

With five commanders-in-chief and five external aids, there should be ten divine turns here.

The one who was missing was naturally Luo Ji, the commander of the Second Army.

He wasn't a combat-oriented professional, so of course he wouldn't come up into the sky to directly confront the rebel alliance's high-end combat power.

Michelle's white wings fluttered behind her, and she extended a slender finger, pointing to the rebels.

"Yo~ The Twelve Heavenly Kings, the Six Alliance Leaders, plus a Heavenly Commander, and the Bandit Leader who's hiding somewhere now, can barely be counted as twenty minor deities. Commander Zhang, you've called too many people."

In Michel's eyes, their sudden turn of events, which allowed them to take down two high-level combatants from the rebels, was a waste.

Zhang Erhe spoke to the divine beings scattered throughout the sky.

"Gentlemen, do not let your guard down. The enemy is only theoretically no stronger than us, but they basically do not rely on the power of professionals. We must be wary of their unexpected moves!"

The judge named Kuntai was bald, with ordination scars on his head, wearing a Buddhist robe, his hands clasped in a cross, and his eyes suddenly gleamed with a sharp light.

"Further words are useless; kill them quickly! Amitabha!"

Kun Tai thrust out a palm, and a huge golden palm swept across half the sky.

The two sides officially went to war.

It seems to be an unspoken agreement that the combined forces of the allied forces and the rebel alliance fight in the air, trying their best not to affect the ground.

After all, the spillover effects of their battles could cause the weaker ones below to die instantly.

There are people of their own below.

They tacitly agreed to engage in aerial combat.

The sky is the battlefield for high-end combatants, while the ground is the battlefield for combatants at level three and below.

In addition, there was the exchange of fire from above and below with firearms.

The sky and the earth were in complete chaos.

At this moment, Yuwen Hao and Xu Kai, along with their clone Song Gua, had already escaped the main battlefield area.

Yuwen Hao: "Oh my god! Luckily we were on the edge of the line, so we escaped quickly!"

Xu Kai: "How did a fight suddenly break out?"

Song Gua: "Stop talking nonsense, run! It'll be safe once we leave this area!"

Xu Kai: "Wait! If we just run away like this, wouldn't we be considered deserters? We'd have to pay 500,000 in compensation!"

Yuwen Hao: "Huh?? I want to go back!"