"Is there any news about Teacher Balan?" Fang Long leaned against a pillar, and behind him there was an extremely beautiful black-haired beauty leaning on his back.

A piece of burning paper condensed in the black-haired beauty's hand and was handed to Fang Long's mouth.

When Fang Long reached the Sanctuary level, she could materialize as a soul soldier. This smoke, like the clothes on her body, was just condensed energy, not a real item, but to Fang Long, it was no different from a real item.

Fang Long took a sip, still feeling extremely choking...but at this time, he needed this weird feeling.

Gently blow out a puff of smoke, as if you want to spit out all the irritations in your heart.

"Not yet." Great Sage Ivor said with a bitter smile.

"That's it." Fang Long looked up at the sky. In other words, if no one breaks through to the tenth level of 'Legendary' within a short period of time, the Twelve Defenses will no longer be qualified to fight against 'alien species'.

"Then, next...it's time to make a decision. Great Sage Ivor." Fang Long said in a deep voice.

"What decision should we make?" Great Sage Ivor asked bitterly.

"We are now enemies on two fronts. We have to deal with the alien species in the front, and we have to deal with the necromancer who can attack us at any time in the back. The intention of the necromancer is already obvious, which is to let us fight to the death with the alien species, while they enjoy the rear.

A fisherman's profit." Fang Long took half of the cigarette into his mouth and threw the cigarette butt to the ground.

Stampede: "Leave this final defense! Even if we keep guarding here, it doesn't make much sense anymore. The Necromancers have taken out our base and destroyed our nest. If we stay here now, it's equivalent to fighting for

The necromancers are just like guarding the door and trying to buy them time. It makes no sense!"

"Impossible, the final defense must not be discarded. This is the line of defense we have built with countless blood!" Great Sage Ivor said loudly subconsciously.

At this time, Diana, who was interrogating the Great Sage of the Undead, came and heard the conversation between Fang Long and the Great Sage Ivor.

"Great Sage Ivor, maybe we really have to make a decision." Diana said bitterly.

"Great Sage Diana, do you even think so?" Great Sage Ivor said: "But how can I be willing to do so? How many of our companions have left their lives here, desperately guarding this last line of defense. For hundreds of years

, countless young faces have built twelve lines of defense with their bodies and blood, if even this place is discarded, what will we have left?"

"You should take a look at this first before talking." Diana threw a video crystal to the Great Sage Ivor.

This is the confession of two great saints of the dead.

It records the intentions of the Dark Empire and the Necromancers - they want to blood-sacrifice the creatures of the entire Magic Continent, so that the king of the Dark Empire can ascend to 'Legendary' level strength through the power of blood-sacrifice.

"If the intentions of the necromancers are realized, the Magic Continent may really be over." Diana's beautiful eyes were also full of confusion and uneasiness: "By then, if we don't even have our home, we will still be guarding this final destination.

What’s the point of having a defensive line?”

"Also...I believe everyone already knows that Master Balan has left the world." The silver-haired elf saint said softly: "Since the second sun exploded, I can no longer sense Master Balan's breath.

Already."

This is a fact that everyone knows, but doesn’t want to admit.

"Then what are we going to do now? Where can we go after leaving the final line of defense?" Great Sage Ivor shouted excitedly.

His words expressed the feelings of many people.

Many people's eyes are full of confusion.

"We now need a new 'Legend' level." At this moment, Neo Tiger, who had recovered slightly, strode out. The battle with the alien great sage finally made his accumulation explode.

He has now half-stepped into the realm of the 'Great Sage'. In just a few days, he will become the new Great Sage of the Twelve Defenses.

"In the beginning, Instructor Balan was able to block the alien attacks and establish twelve defenses. Now as long as we have a new legend, we will still have a chance to rebuild these twelve defenses!" the silver-haired elf great sage said softly.

"Sister...how long will it take for you to step into that realm?" Fang Long looked at Diana and asked.

"Three years, maybe longer." Diana herself was not sure.

"Then I seriously recommend a good place to you - the Wind God Bone Land. There is an underground space there. Twelve days is one year. After one month, you can be promoted to a legend!" Fang Long said aloud.

Moreover, there is no safer place in the entire Magic Continent than that with the unknown strength of the 'Wind God Skeleton'!

"Is this the place where you practiced before? Can anyone else enter there besides you?" Diana's eyes lit up.

"Yes, many people can enter." Fang Long nodded, and before promotion, he needed to let Diana learn the secret technique of 'Triple Soul', so that once she was promoted to Legend, Diana could appear more out of thin air.

The fighting power of the two clones.

They can build the Wind God Bone Land and Hurricane Plains into a base.

If there is a way to induce the 'Wind God Skeleton', even the legendary level will not be its opponent!

Everyone's eyes fell on Diana.

"One month. Great Sage Diana, then we will defend for another month." Great Sage Ivor's eyes suddenly lit up: "If you are promoted to 'Legend' after one month, we can continue to defend the final defense. If not,

, let’s give up our final defense!”

Fang Long also didn't expect that Great Sage Ivor would be so persistent.

In his opinion, there is no point in continuing to protect the final line of defense. Perhaps he underestimated the status of the final defense in the minds of all the powerful people in the Magic Continent.
Chapter completed!