As time went by, the guests in the banquet hall gradually came.
Dozens of magnificent magical fireworks exploded in the sky outside the palace, reflecting the bright night sky incomparably brilliantly.
"It's so beautiful..."
Han Ming raised his head and looked at the sky, feeling filled with emotion. He didn't know if he would have the chance to see the fireworks of his own world again in this life.
"Bah bang bang!"
In the huge banquet hall, there was a burst of clapping from the magic microphones hanging around the walls.
"Dear guests, the New Year's dinner has officially begun. Now we invite the kings of the Rhine Empire, the Kabu Empire, and the Monte Empire with warm applause!"
A burst of warm applause broke out.
A stone platform that was slightly one meter higher than the ground suddenly rose in the innermost part of the banquet hall. Three majestic and luxurious thrones were placed side by side on the stone platform.
The kings of the three kingdoms stepped onto the stone platform one after another.
King Kenny Boltwood of the Rhine Empire coughed lightly and said: "Welcome all distinguished guests to come from all directions to attend our banquet. I won't say any more, I believe everyone knows this.
This time we not only held a New Year's feast, but most importantly, after long-term negotiations and compromises, our three countries formally reached an agreement and signed the Three-Nation Alliance Agreement tonight."
The audience burst into loud cheers.
Han Ming looked at the three kings on the stage with a smile on his face, feeling extremely happy in his heart.
"One person played a vital role in the formal achievement of the Three Kingdoms Alliance. Here, on behalf of myself and the Rhine Empire, I would like to express my most sincere and highest condolences to Queen Vivian of the Monte Empire who died for her country.
Respect!"
As he spoke, King Kenny put his right hand on his chest and knelt on the ground on one knee.
"I! Beulah Baxendale, on behalf of the Kaboo Empire, would like to pay my most sincere and highest respect to Mr. Queen Vivian!"
King Ubila also knelt down.
"I... Amabel Myron, as the current king of the Monte Empire, and the vast number of people of the Monte Empire, offer my most sincere and highest respect to our Queen Vivian!"
Myron's voice was trembling as he knelt down on one knee.
"Long live Queen Vivian!!"
"Long live Queen Vivian!!"
Everyone raised their arms and shouted. Vivian's deeds spread throughout the Northern Alliance Continent, and all humans on the Northern Alliance Continent deeply remembered the first queen of the Northern Alliance Continent.
"Vivian, did you see it? Did you see it? Isn't this exactly what you wanted to see? I hope that your spirit in heaven will bless our human army to defeat the demon soldiers in one fell swoop and give us Monte people a home.
"
Han Ming's voice trembled, he bit his lower lip tightly and knelt on the ground.
Mourning is always sad. At this moment, Han Ming finally let go of the haze about love. He thought about Queen Vivian and those soldiers who fought against the demon soldiers with their weak bodies and fearless death in order to let the people evacuate.
The Monte army sacrificed its most precious life just to delay a little time. What reason do I have for being so affectionate?
"Another good news to announce to everyone. Monte's army has been gathering in the Rhine Empire intermittently some time ago. We already have millions of Monte's army, plus the armies of the Rhine Empire and the Kabu Empire, we humans
The number of troops now exceeds 15 million!"
Myron announced the news excitedly.
The crowd burst into loud cheers again.
The demon soldiers captured the city of Lower Phila with lightning speed, while the garrisons in the small, medium and large cities of the Monte Empire resisted the demon soldiers while retreating from the Monte border, and finally, regardless of the cost of losses, they
Arriving at the Rhine Empire made everyone present feel relieved.
Thinking about the demon soldiers he saw in the ghost domain before, most of them were second- and third-level demon soldiers. Adding more first-level demon soldiers, Han Ming was worried. What did the third-level demon soldiers represent? It represented a large-scale
The strength of the city's garrison is determined by the President's decree.
With 15 million human troops fighting against millions of demon soldiers, Myron even said that there was no guarantee of victory. The strength of the demon soldiers was so terrifying that it was unimaginable.
Several kings finished their speeches one after another, and the dinner was just about to begin.
The banquet hall was filled with tables and seats, and a wide road was opened in the middle to reach the door. The guests sat on both sides of the banquet hall and drank and chatted.
People kept coming forward to toast the three kings.
Han Ming sat quietly and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. After all, the motherland had fallen. Most of those toasting were going to the King of the Rhine Empire and the King of the Kabu Empire. Very few people really paid attention to Myron. Most of them were superficial.
After greeting him with a smile, he turned around and seized every opportunity to talk to the other two kings.
Myron was obviously fully mentally prepared for this situation to happen. Even so, Myron felt that the scene was much better than what he had imagined. If it weren't for Queen Vivian's reputation, I'm afraid those people wouldn't even think about her.
I don't even bother to smile politely.
Looking at Mailun, Han Ming suddenly remembered Song Huizong's poem.
The west wind shakes the door all night long, and the lonely shadow of depression is dim.
Looking back three thousand miles from Jiashan, I can see no geese flying to the south.
Once Jiuye Hongji retires, he will be arrogant and will not listen to the advice of his direct ministers.
I am willing to go thousands of miles to surrender to the captives, but my homeland is in a state of desolation.
This kind of poem seems a little out of place in this alien world where magic and fighting spirit often appear, but it is very consistent with Han Ming's current mood.
Monte Empire...
"Dear three distinguished kings, our Kabu Empire has a performance to present!"
An envoy from the Kabu Empire came to the open space in the middle with a smile and bowed slightly.
"Oh? That's great! In this situation, it makes sense that there should be a wonderful performance!"
Kabu Empire smiled slightly and clapped his hands continuously.
A man wearing a fiery red robe slowly walked in from outside the hall.
The attention of people in the banquet hall was attracted one after another, and everyone looked at it carefully.
At this stall, it is a great opportunity to show off one's country. Everyone knows that the Kabu Empire wants to show off.
The man in the fiery red robe came to the center of the hall and knelt slightly on one knee.
"If you have any special skills, just show them off!"
The King of the Rhine was in a good mood and said with a smile.
The man nodded slightly and took off his red hood, revealing an old face.
"Magician!"
The crowd began to talk about it. They wondered what kind of trick this magician was going to perform.
The magician had a slight smile on his face and gently raised his hands.
The flames moved on the two palms, and the flames on the right hand began to change slightly. As the magic power condensed, the small flame flew lightly into the air. As the magician's right index finger connected, the small flame suddenly changed.
It became a small rabbit, and this rabbit was portrayed extremely wonderfully by him. Whether it was the ears, eyes, mouth, limbs, the short tail, or even the whiskers around the mouth, they were all faintly visible.
The crowd suddenly burst into cheers.
It is normal for a magician to make magic attacks, but most of them don't bother to study the changes in magic form. Condensing a fire magic into something extremely vivid requires a huge amount of money.
Spiritual power, and it requires extremely high elemental perception to be able to do it.
But in this way, it is a bit flashy. After all, the animal you condensed with fire magic is not an animal soul. It has no consciousness at all. To put it simply, instead of spending a long time to condense a little rabbit,
To attack the opponent, it is better to throw a fireball directly. This will not only consume time and experience, but the attack effect is no different from that of a fireball.
For the most extreme form of condensed magic, the best is to make fire snakes or water snakes like Han Ming and Shang Que in the battle, but this is just to better control the direction of magic attacks and to deal with them.
It's just to reduce air friction. No one would be stupid enough to condense the eye scales and snake letter of the fire snake. They are just similar in appearance.
This old man was obviously showing off his control over magic and his perception of the elements.
The little flame rabbit jumped up and down in mid-air, looking extremely happy. The crowd also applauded warmly.
Seeing the enthusiastic response from the crowd, the old man smiled happily. The flames on his left hand also shot into the air. As he clicked with his left index finger, the flames slowly transformed into a circling goshawk.
The old man moved his mouth slightly, simulating the cry of a goshawk.
"One person controls two transformation magics! It's wonderful! It's so wonderful!!"
The people were all excited, drinking wine happily and enjoying this wonderful performance.
The little rabbit in mid-air suddenly became panicked when he saw the goshawk behind him. Both the little rabbit's expression and movements were perfectly simulated.
The little rabbit turned around and ran away, while the goshawk chirped and swooped down.
There was a sound of inhalation from the crowd, obviously worried about the lively and cute little rabbit.
The goshawk's momentum was rapid, its two sharp claws pierced deeply into the little rabbit's body, and its sharp beak pecked the little rabbit's head fiercely. The entire little rabbit transformed from flames instantly turned into spots of flames.
Disappeared in mid-air.
The goshawk, with a victor's attitude, circled in the air several times, let out a long scream, and returned to the old man's hand, turning into a ball of flame again.
"good!!"
"It's so wonderful!!"
People were impressed by this wonderful performance.
The king of the Kabu Empire nodded to the old magician with great satisfaction. Everyone could see the satisfied look on his face.