"The appearance of these snake people is really weird, as if they came directly from another world, at first we didn't know anything, and by the time we reacted, the snake people were already everywhere. "A middle-aged man in armor with a golden lion helmet sits high on a throne.

"Your Majesty, bad news, the spies on the front line have rushed to deliver information, and it seems that new snake reinforcements have arrived. "The chief knight burst in with a sharp sword, and although it was not etiquette, if the chief knight was telling the truth, his transgression was nothing.

The palace is noisy, pampered and pampered they do not have any information about defeating the enemy, each of them has their own source of information, and naturally knows that the enemy is menacing, which is not at all something that the Norlane Kingdom can stop.

The endless army of snake people brought complete destruction, two of the three lines of defense previously built by the empire collapsed in just three hours, and the third line was chiseled through by the enemy and the enemy retreated on its own, if you have to count, it was actually lost.

"Quiet! I'm disappointed by your embarrassment, are you still nobles of the kingdom?" the man sitting on the throne roared, his voice like a roaring lion.

The panicked nobles were stunned, and only then did they remember the king's iron-blooded methods, and it seemed that the menacing snake man was nothing when they thought about it.

"I have made contact with other countries and tribes on the continent, and it is clear that the disaster caused by the snake people from other worlds is not only felt by us, except for the sea tribes who have begun to retreat into the deep sea, the other races on the continent have put aside their prejudice and hatred and united together, and no one can be spared in the face of the disaster of the dead race, do you understand?" the king looked at everyone below with cold eyes.

The invasion of the Serpents is both a disaster and an opportunity, an opportunity to completely take back the power of the nobles, confiscate their property, and establish the prestige of the Lion King in this world.

Opportunities and dangers coexist, if he can compete for the position of alliance leader this time, the prestige of his lion king will not only be sung in the kingdom of Norlane and several surrounding kingdoms, he will definitely make his position even further.

For him, who has surpassed the previous kings of Nolaine, the most important thing is to have enough prestige to pass on to future generations, and in his eyes now, those wealth are just a tool to increase his prestige, and if he organizes and directs other races to repel the snake people, he will inevitably leave a page in his wonderful career.

This is what King Norlane is pursuing and longing for now, to the point where he naturally knows that the so-called gods are just powerful spellcasters or magical beasts, and even they cannot live forever, let alone his own small mortal, so he frantically pursues a feat that can be praised and sung by future generations, because his body is dead and rotting under the ashes, but his glory can be passed down from generation to generation.

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"Have the barbarians of the north finally come to their senses?" smiled the elven old woman who was riding on the snow-white elk and covered her eyes with a cloth, the barbarians in the north were very rude and evil, they often broke into the elven homeland or the kingdom of Norrien to burn and loot, the biggest change in this cooperation was the barbarians, but fortunately, they finally understood the matter.

"Elder, are we really going to be at the mercy of King Norrien this time?" asked a young elven ranger, and to be honest, he really didn't have much affection for King Norrien, who secretly supported the slave trade and ruled the country with iron and blood.

"Son, I know that many of you are reluctant to obey King Norrain's command, and so am I, but I know that this is the most suitable and best choice for the alliance leader at the moment, at least he will not take the opportunity to suppress others as the leader of the alliance, all he wants is to be a being on a par with the heroes of epics or myths, in other words, he just wants to be praised and recognized by others, this person is undoubtedly much better than the lion's mouth. The elder calmly explained, how could these enemies unite if it was not a last resort.

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"High Priest, what shall we do?" The tattooed barbarian warrior knelt in front of an old man wearing a headdress of colorful feathers, his face covered in colorful paint, he was the oldest of the barbarian tribe and the most revered barbarian priest, who was said to have lived for more than three hundred years.

"Cooperate with King Norrain, the most suitable candidate for this alliance leader is him, don't quarrel with him at will, this disaster is not just our Northland clan can stop it, although our clan is brave and unyielding, but there is still no chance of victory against those snake people, take the most elite warriors with you, go to the place set by the United Council. The High Priest's words were a little unwilling, but he finally understood that in the face of such a major matter as the country and the nation, personal grievances could only be secondary.

"Yes, High Priest, I will do it. The barbarian warrior clenched his fists, he hated King Norrien who had killed countless of his own people, but he had to fight for a future for all the barbarians, he stood up and prepared to leave, one step, two steps, three steps.

"Oh, yes, one more thing, take this. The high priest stopped him behind him, and he turned around helplessly, the high priest had a bad memory, so he would always miss one or two things and forget to say it every time, he was used to it.

Looking at the strange puppet handed by the high priest, he fell into deep thought and asked tentatively, "High priest, is this the legendary stand-in puppet?"

"No, it's just a talisman I made casually, it's useless, at most it makes you feel at ease. Without hesitation, the High Priest punctured his illusions, and sure enough, he knew it would be so.

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"Comrades, the whole world of Holo has fallen into a great crisis, now is the time for us to wait for the dwarves to rise, the king of Noraine has promised to give us the land on the surface, the threat of the snake people is obvious to all, the best steel and wine are ready, let us toast to the future!" In the underground, a large amount of wine was opened and drunk by the dwarves.

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Gollum fell into deep thought, what is the feeling of this super crisis, but the human spellcasters have all run to the deep sea to ask for help, is this false? The Sea Clan decided to join forces is necessary, but it still needs to be thought about more.