My little country

At night, the old deacon could not enter meditation after turning around in bed.

He couldn't forget the scenes he saw on the outskirts of the secret order wizard tower early this morning.

The three-hundred-meter-high steel giant, the great ape that razed the valley to the ground.

There are also the army of steel behemoths that rushed to the abyss like a landslide.

This kind of scenes.

All made the old deacon tremble, panic, and deeply disturbed.

If he had not realized that the Saint Continent space barrier was still there, no matter how powerful these monsters were, they would only be passing by.

The old deacon wondered, after returning to the secret realm of the holy lord, would he quietly contact his friends and become a traitor?

After all, judging from the appearance of giants.

Although I did not see any signs of the Morning Star Wizard taking action.

But this kind of extraordinary power, if you say there is no Morning Star wizard in charge... even the most arrogant people will not believe it.

The old deacon sighed, got out of bed and wanted to find the elder again, so that he would think twice.

Opening the door, the old deacon was slightly startled, unexpectedly the Great Elder stood at the door.

"Thinking about it, right."

The elder looked at the old deacon and walked in with the white beard.

After sitting down slowly, he looked at the elderly deacon with a complex expression and said, "You were working in the house with me."

"It's almost 700 years now."

"Yes, Grand Elder." The old deacon opened his mouth, nodded before hesitating to speak.

"Seven hundred years."

The great elder said this, and paused: "The saint master family seems to be luxuriant and luxuriant in these seven hundred years."

"But the people's hearts are also chaotic, they are not uniform."

"If it weren't for the elders of the Presbyterian Church to live a long time, and the strange things left by each generation of Morning Star wizards suppress Xiao Xiao."

"I'm afraid the saint master's clan has long been torn apart."

"Great Elder, how come? My saint master family is the backbone of the saint continent, and it should last for generations..."

"Hahaha, it's okay, I don't believe you didn't see it." The elder interrupted the old deacon's flattery, his expression gradually becoming serious.

"I am coming to you tonight because I have something important to entrust to you."

"In addition to the young master of our palace, there are also two unborn wizards of the sky who are practicing in a secret realm."

"I want you to leave the Secret Realm of the Holy Master Clan overnight to meet you. If you learn that we won the crusade against the giant, you can wait for them to come back after they finish their cultivation."

"If you learn that we have lost..." Said this, the elder paused: "Quickly break the secret realm, ask them to be incognito with you, so that the situation will change."

The old deacon shook his body and looked at the great elder incredulously: "There is a possibility of losing, so why go to fight?"

"Just because the great ape whose bloodline awakened from Morningstar can accelerate the birth of Morningstar Wizard?"

"A Morning Star wizard may also appear on the opposite side. Why should we take this risk?"

The elder gave a wry smile and shook his head: "Of course we old people will think about it this way, and we will worry about the consequences."

"But more only see benefits."

"In other words, they think the benefits of winning far outweigh the consequences of losing."

"After all, in their opinion, the biggest risk is that our crusade army encounters the morningstar wizard on the opposite side, regardless of the weakening of the space barrier, and still brazenly attacked us."

"That is at best the defeat of the Crusaders. Should those monsters invade and loot or they will invade and loot."

"And if it succeeds, the Wizard of Morningstar reappears, and the crisis of the abyss that has been worrying and fearing for the big families will also be solved."

"As for the revenge of the giant power..." The elder chuckled lightly: "We can't fight, can't we run?"

"As long as the Morning Star Wizard appears, we can make the Saint Continent change its course, and our spies in the Golden Wood Kingdom are not useless. They found that the other party used the positioning of the time and space bottle magic."

"The positioning of this person is mostly at one time. Once we change our position relative to the other continent, it is impossible to hit us with such luck again."

The elder said this, and the old deacon also had to nod his head.

I also understood that the great elder asked him to leave secretly to protect the young genius, in fact, he was not worried about the giant forces invading the secret realm, but was afraid that after the strength of the holy master clan was greatly reduced, the various demons and monsters that usually lurked would attack for profit.

To avoid the worst results.

He instinctively left a way for the direct bloodline.

The old deacon suddenly thought of a possibility that would make him look bad, and he hesitated and looked at the great elder: "But... but we guessed wrong?"

"What if, what secret technique the other party has mastered, ignoring the space barrier between the continents, and being able to travel freely?"

"Aren't we..."

"Wrong guess? Impossible!"

Knowing the old deacon’s thoughts, the Grand Elder shook his head and said, “We have analyzed the image data and the witchcraft fluctuations collected at that time more than a hundred times.”

"Sure we guessed correctly!"

"This is why the elderly including me finally acquiesced in this expedition."

"Really... we can't find a reason why we can't go!"

"And..." the elder sighed lightly, "Even if you guessed it correctly, the other side used a method beyond our imagination to land directly on our continent."

"Our holy lord clan, do we have other options besides fighting?"

"Our saint masters are the guardians of the saint continent for thousands of years!" Said this, an abnormal flush overflowed on the face of the great elder: "Thousands of years of heritage and thousands of years of history will not allow us to be like this. The forces chose to bend their knees to the invader."

"We and the giant will still fight to the end."

The elder said this, and after throwing a rune to the old deacon, he shook his body and quickly left.

The old deacon opened his mouth, looked at the back of the elder, and it took a long time to let out a sigh of relief.

Then gritted his teeth and picked up the rune, and left the secret realm of the holy master clan overnight.

When leaving the secret realm, the old deacon was surprised to find that there were several acquaintances traveling in the night like him.

As a deacon, at least he has the ability of a pseudo-third-level superpower.

Naturally it is impossible not to find each other.

So all parties found each other, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Fortunately, the old deacons were a bit older after all, and took the lead in breaking the deadlock to salute. Soon after these deacons silently nodded their greetings to each other, they sped up their pace unanimously.

Obviously, even though everyone at the meeting seemed to think that the giant ape was caught by the hand.

But the elders of the various houses who evolved from the bloodline of the morningstar wizards, which one is not the old and cunning generation?

They are willing to put a noose around their necks for the benefit.

But within the rules, they will also be keenly aware that the crisis may get out of control.

Choosing to leave a trail for his bloodline family.

In a high mountain cave outside the secret.

The Abyssal Flame Demon, who had used heavy seals to suppress his own abyssal breath, slowly crawled out of the cave and looked at the black figures flying around.

Weird smiled: "We are all looking for a way out, just to guide us."

"The blood descendants of these Morning Star wizards, whether they lure them to fall or draw their souls directly, will delight the great abyss."

"If they lose."

"Immediately activate all backhands to search for souls! Especially those genius teenagers!"

"Don't let go of one!"