The Holy Court, inner hall.
Su Xiao and the old duke sat at the council table. After deducing that the leader of the Council of Gods was Lie, the old duke had remained silent.
Lie's goal was already obvious: eliminate the other four dukes and the Sainted King, thereby taking control of the Sera Empire.
This nearly brutal method of seizing power had many drawbacks, but Lie could wait no longer. The frontline was in dire straits, and the sea between the two continents had been completely occupied by the Northern Alliance.
Just half a month ago, the main battlefield had already advanced to the borders of the Sera Empire. The Northern Alliance's frontline troops were stationed at the Sera border, ready to launch a massive attack at any moment.
The Sera Empire had more than 2.3 million troops in total, most of them land forces. Its naval forces had been almost completely wiped out.
The Northern Alliance, on the other hand, had only around 1.2 million troops. However, the soldiers who had grown up in the frigid regions were extremely skilled in battle. The climate there was so harsh that survival itself was a problem without a strong physique.
For that reason, the people of the frigid regions were born warriors. Men, women, young, and old were all the same. From childhood, they had to fight polar creatures and survive by eating their flesh.
The Northern Alliance had a tradition: after a newborn was born, it had to survive alone in a cold wooden cabin for a day—in other words, freeze for a day. Only then could it drink its mother's milk. It was not that the people of the frigid regions were cruel or insane. Weak babies could not survive there for even a month. Only the strong