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Global Civilization: Just an Ordinary Lord Talent

On the first day of the 22nd century, an unusual event takes place when people find themselves transmigrated to a different world called [Main Plane]. As they awaken, a user interface resembling RPG genre in video games appears, offering a choice between two roles: Traveler or Lord. Confusion reigns as people flock to the Earthen World Chat feature, seeking answers about their sudden displacement. An electrifying conversation ensues, filled with curiosity and disbelief. Anonymous users flood the chat, their words buzzing with excitement. Anonymous: "Hello?" Anonymous: "What's going on? I suddenly spawned in the middle of nowhere next to a strange building when I chose to become a Lord." Anonymous: "Me too!" Anonymous: "Hahaha, guess what? I ended up with an Extraordinary Lord Talent called 'Church of Light' (Epic-Grade Talent). It is said that this building can summon Paladins for me!" Anonymous: "Are you serious? Did we actually transmigrate into a fantasy world?" Anonymous: "I chose to be a Traveler, and here I am, spawned inside the grand cathedral of an Empire! They offered me to become a Dragon Knight!" Anonymous: "What? This is unfair! I also chose to be a Traveler but spawned inside a house in a small village. They didn't even offer me anything(T_T)." Amidst the fervor in the chat, Arthur quietly observes as a notification appears in his UI Panel: [Congratulations, you have received an Ordinary Lord Talent, Persuasion (Legendary-Grade Talent)] "Huh? Ordinary?" "Whatever... this is my second chance, I won't let it slip away!" "Angel Race? Dragon Race?" "Pfft..." "I'll even make the Gods listen and cower before my Persuasion!"

Tora_Ratom · Games
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44 Chs

Siege Assault(2)

Beast Race Village,

In the grand chamber of the Beast Race Village, Lord Leonidas, a figure of imposing stature with the regal visage of a lion, presided over the meeting. His piercing golden eyes scanned the room as his officials awaited his command.

"Our peaceful days are threatened," Lord Leonidas growled, his voice carrying a weight that commanded attention. "The Naga Race has emerged from the seashore, their intentions clear. We must strategize our army to overcome this war."

His officials exchanged anxious glances, aware of the impending danger. The air in the chamber grew tense, laden with a palpable sense of urgency.

A high-ranking official, with the features of a bear, spoke up, his voice tinged with apprehension. "My Lord, the Naga's natural attributes give them an advantage in physical prowess. Their serpentine forms grant them flexibility and agility that surpasses our own even on land. How can we hope to match them?"

The room fell into a tense silence, the weight of the situation pressing upon them all. It was the general, a wise and experienced beast with the stature of a rhinoceros, who stepped forward with an unbearable presence.

"Respected Lord Leonidas and esteemed officials," the general began, his voice calm yet commanding. "Though we face a formidable foe, we possess our own strengths that we must leverage. Our greatest advantage lies in our numbers and our knowledge of the terrain."

The officials looked at the general with a glimmer of hope, their anxiety tempered by his reassurance.

"The Naga Race may be swift and strong, but we have the advantage of terrain and sheer numbers," the general continued. "By organizing our forces strategically and utilizing the natural features of our land, we can turn the tide in our favor."

A high-ranking official with the sharp ears of a wolf spoke up, his voice laced with caution. "My Lord, although the Naga Race poses a formidable threat. Their blunt appearance from the seashore shows that they have not prepared a sound plan. Instead, they seem to look down on us and are confident of defeating us easily."

The officials, once filled with trepidation, now listened intently, their fears slowly transforming into confidence.

A young official, with the face of a cheetah, offered a suggestion. "My Lord, with the scouts positioned throughout the area, I've considered a plan. If I may, I propose that we wage an all-out war against the Naga Race. Let every man in our village be deployed to the seashore to defend our honor and protect our village."

Another official added their thought while nodding. "Yes, we shall be the ones to strike first. We will not allow them to encroach upon our village."

"Lord Leonidas! We must consider the risks and consequences of such a relentless offensive," the elderly official cautioned. "Deploying all our forces may leave our village vulnerable, and the Naga's cunning tactics could exploit our weaknesses."

After a few moments later, Lord Leonidas's eyes blazed with fierce as he faced his officials. "I hear your words, but I will not tolerate cowardice. We are the Beast Race, known for our ferocity and unwavering spirit. Let the Naga tremble in fear as we unleash our wrath upon them!"

~ROARRR!!

"My fellow warriors," Lord Leonidas spoke, his voice filled with fierceness. "I decided to call upon all men in our village to join us in this battle."

Lord Leonidas bared his teeth in a fierce grin, his voice resonating with untamed fury. "We shall not cower behind feeble defenses! Our claws will tear through their army, our roars will shake their very foundations. We will show the Naga what it means to face the might of the Beast Race!"

The officials, though initially taken aback by Lord Leonidas's ferocity, felt their spirits reignited with a newfound confidence. But there are also a couple officials who are dissatisfied with this decision.

Lord Leonidas raised his voice, his tone commanding and authoritative. "Prepare for war, my brethren! Sharpen your fangs, strengthen your resolve. We shall unleash a storm upon the Naga that they will never forget!"

The officials dispersed and immediately gathered all available men who could fight in the village.

Soon, the air crackled with anticipation as the sound of clanking armor and the roars of over 300 Beast-men filled the atmosphere. The once peaceful village had transformed into a fearsome army camp.

Lord Leonidas stood at the forefront, his imposing figure exuding authority and power. His voice thundered through the ranks of the assembled warriors. "Warriors of the Beast Race! Today, we face the Naga Race, a formidable foe that underestimates our ferocity and will. They come with a hundred men, but we stand here with over three hundred! Let our roars echo through the land, shaking the very foundations of their existence!"

~ROARRR

The warriors, their eyes filled with excitement, they raised their weapons high and let out a resounding roar, a battle cry that echoed through the valley. Even the ground beneath them seemed to tremble.

As the warriors assembled, the Naga army emerged in the distance, their serpentine forms glinting in the sunlight. The two forces locked eyes, tension thickening the air. Lord Leonidas's gaze was unyielding, his lips curling into a wicked smile.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Arthur the Naga's Lord, a towering figure with scales glistening, met Lord Leonidas's gaze with a mix of arrogance and laughter. He sneered, "Thank you for bringing all your men here". The clash of the two armies seemed inevitable.

~Swoosshh

[Prompt: Group Persuasion has been activated]