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Chapter 644: Request for Help

Filnan shook his head. "I'm sorry for coming here so presumptuously, but the Warsong Kingdom is facing an unprecedented crisis. I have no choice but to come and see you."

"Is the Warsong Kingdom in crisis? Is it a polluted land?" Glenn recalled the recent news and asked speculatively.

"Yes, many extremely powerful monsters have emerged from the polluted land, and we are almost unable to cope with them."

Filnan nodded repeatedly.

"What about your Knight King? He's known as the invincible eighth level. Can't he handle him?"

Glenn asked somewhat jokingly.

When the Knight King was mentioned, Filónan's face suddenly turned bitter, and he said sadly: "The Knight King... is dead..."

Glenn raised his eyebrows, "Dead? Are the monsters in the polluted land so powerful?"

"Yes, we have blocked the news. Otherwise, if the people of the War Song Kingdom knew that the invincible Knight King was dead, they would definitely have an uncontrollable panic. Now you are the only one who can save the War Song Kingdom, Mr. Glenn. Please help us once. The War Song Kingdom is willing to pay any price."

As Filnan spoke, he knelt down and bowed his head deeply.

"Of course I can help you. You just need to send a letter of request for help to my Wolf God Cult throughout the continent."

Glenn downplayed it.

Filona, ​​who had lowered his head, opened his eyes. This seemingly simple condition was what the War Song Kingdom was most reluctant to do.

The War Song Kingdom is recognized as the strongest kingdom on the continent, and both the nobles and the people are extremely arrogant.

If they openly sent a request for help to a newly established kingdom of the Wolf God Cult, it would be a loud slap in the face of all the War Song people.

"Mr. Glenn, could you please…"

"No." Glenn said firmly, turning back to the house, "Once I see the request for help, I will go to the contaminated area myself."

Filnan sighed, stood up and left. This matter had to be decided by His Majesty the King.

After returning to the War Song Kingdom, he reported the matter and saw that the king of the War Song Kingdom had a painful expression on his face.

But in the end, the king agreed to this condition.

After a painful struggle, the king of the Warsong Kingdom finally agreed to Glenn's conditions.

He knew that this was not only to save the kingdom, but also for the safety of the entire continent.

As a result, the War Song Kingdom publicly issued a request for help to the entire continent, recognized the status of the Wolf God Cult, and requested Glenn's help.

The news quickly spread across the mainland, causing an uproar.

The people of the Warsong Kingdom were shocked, but they were more terrified of the impending disaster.

Glenn did not leave immediately after receiving the letter for help.

He had another brief communication with Death through the magic telephone and confirmed the situation in the contaminated land.

Death told him that there was indeed a powerful force awakening in the polluted land. It was an ancient and evil existence that was far more terrifying than they had previously imagined.

"The ancient sea monster king..." Glenn murmured in a low voice, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

He knew that this mission was not easy.

A few days later, Glenn finally set off for the contaminated area.

He did not bring any followers with him and set foot on this land shrouded in darkness alone.

The polluted land is no longer what it used to be. The air is filled with a strong fishy smell and the ground is covered with black sticky liquid, as if every inch of the land is rotting.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, with occasional flashes of lightning illuminating the monsters wandering in the darkness - the sirens.

These sirens have different shapes. Some look like giant octopuses with their tentacles waving in the air; others look like mermaids, but their skin is as pale as a corpse and their eyes are full of bloodthirsty light.

Their power far exceeds that of ordinary monsters. The army of the Warsong Kingdom was defeated by these sirens and suffered heavy casualties.

Glenn did not rush to take action, but quietly sneaked into the camp of the Warsong Kingdom.

He saw the exhausted soldiers, their eyes filled with despair.

The death of the Knight King had made them lose their last hope, and Glenn's arrival did not seem to bring any changes.

"What's the use even if all those level seven knights come? Can they deal with so many monsters?" a soldier complained in a low voice.

"Stop talking, at least it can make us feel a little more relaxed. It's better than no one coming." Another soldier sighed.

Glenn ignored the discussions, he knew that the real battle had not yet begun.

A few days later, the army of the Warsong Kingdom once again engaged in a fierce battle with the Sirens.

This time, there are more sirens than ever before, and their attack is more ferocious.

The Warsong Kingdom's defenses were completely broken in just a few hours, the soldiers fled in all directions, and the scene was in chaos.

Glenn was not in a hurry to take action. He wanted to wait until the sirens gathered densely enough so that it would save time and effort to destroy them.

Just when casualties were about to occur, Glenn finally took action.

He stood in the center of the battlefield, slowly raised his hands, and chanted an ancient spell.

As his voice sounded, the earth began to shake, and the dark clouds in the sky were torn apart by a powerful force, revealing the long-lost sunshine.

Immediately afterwards, countless silver rays of light burst out from Glenn's body, transforming into huge wolf-shaped phantoms that pounced on the sirens.

These wolf-like phantoms are not physical entities, but their strength is enough to tear the Siren's body apart.

The sirens screamed miserably and tried to fight back, but their attacks had no effect on the wolf-shaped phantom.

Glenn stood in the center of the battlefield, like an unshakable god, his eyes cold and firm, as if announcing the end of these sirens.

The soldiers of the Warsong Kingdom stared at this scene in amazement. They had never seen such a powerful force.

Those sirens that once made them despair were easily crushed like ants in front of Glenn.

"Is this... the power of the Werewolf God?" a soldier murmured.

The battle lasted a whole day, and in the end, all the sirens were wiped out.

The air in the polluted land was still filled with a fishy smell, but the suffocating feeling of oppression had disappeared.

Glenn stood in the center of the battlefield and slowly withdrew his strength.

There was no change in his expression. In his opinion, these were just appetizers.

Grand Duke Filónan stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Glenn: "Mr. Glenn, thank you for saving the Warsong Kingdom. We will always remember your kindness."

Glenn waved his hand and said calmly: "I just fulfilled my promise. However, the crisis in the polluted land has not been completely resolved. There is a greater force awakening behind it. If it is not completely resolved, this land will never recover."

Filnan's expression changed: "You mean... these disgusting monsters will appear in the polluted land?"