Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

In thought, he looked back behind him.

With a slight mental command, the original space rift began to slowly close.

The two Great Demons at the entrance were momentarily stunned at this sight.

The Sovereign is still inside and hasn’t come out!!

Then, like mad, they rushed into the rift.

Upon entering the plane, they sensed a familiar aura and finally eased their minds.

The next moment, the space completely closed.

At the same time, at the entrance of the Swamp Divine Kingdom— the Land of Crimson Rot— a massive rift tore open in the sky above.

The Half-Elf Plane then appeared above it...

Lear’s gaze deepened as he mobilized the Divine Power to stabilize the space rift.

In this way, this plane’s passage directly connected into the Divine Kingdom, while all other directions were completely sealed off.

Though this plane was not his Divine Kingdom, it had already become private property.

Having done all this, the Half-Elves immediately felt a difference, with the entire world filled with the power of the swamp.

Familiar yet strange.

Lear looked at these Half-Elves and thought for a moment, his mouth slightly opened as if speaking to someone.

Shortly after, Isa, the Dark Night Elf Hero, hurriedly arrived from the Original Plane.

Passing through the space rift, seeing the Half-Elves hovering in the sky on Eagle Horn Beasts, she was somewhat surprised.

"All Eagle Horn Cavalry?!"

In the Underworld, she had never heard of any clan raising Eagle Horn Cavalry on this scale.

Unexpectedly, she now saw a group of Half-Elves riding them...

"Isa, you’re to settle these Half-Elves."

Lear didn’t intend to directly enslave the Half-Elves.

The Power of Faith from enslaved lives would diminish by over tenfold, becoming very meager.

Unless necessary, he preferred that these tens of thousands became fervent sect believers.

Although their combat power could be of use, his current army was sufficient, and he didn’t need these troops.

However, turning them into believers required careful consideration and maneuvering.

Isa immediately became excited.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

With these tens of thousands joining, their Dark Night Elves’ influence was bound to soar.

This was crucial for having a voice in Weilu City.

His Majesty’s authority was unshakable, and no one dared to betray it.

But on this foundation, who would not want to be valued and gain more autonomy?!

The Dark Night Elves, with their extraordinary pursuit of power, never lagged in such matters...

Lear ignored Isa’s excitement and focused his gaze on the Half-Elf leader.

"Can you continue raising Eagle Horn Beasts now?"

The Half-Elf leader, hearing this, finally shifted her gaze from Isa.

She sensed that this fellow Elf was an exceptionally powerful presence.

Though their Levels were the same, the threat from the other was lethal!

If it came to a fight, the other would undoubtedly kill her with ease.

Feeling a bit deflated, she thought she was strong enough to lead her people to greatness.

Unexpectedly, any random visitor could surpass her...

Taking a deep breath, she responded gravely.

"Sir, the primary food for Eagle Horn Beasts is the berries on the grasslands below. As long as the berries are ample, we can breed new Eagle Horn Beasts anytime."

She spoke with a somewhat dejected tone.

"Our world is sick, and for the past half month, large patches of berries have fallen off, withered, and the edges of the world have displayed vast areas of berry death."

"If this continues, I fear it will be difficult to breed Eagle Horn Beasts..."

It’s not just the Eagle Horn Beasts, but the Half-Elves too that need to be focused on.

These berries are not just food for the Eagle Horn Beasts but for them as well.

Lear nodded.

"Do you know the cause of the plane’s decline?"

"Sir, I do not know."

At Level 15, she couldn’t even leave the Eagle Horn Beasts hanging in the sky, let alone investigate Plane Barriers.

For them, the Divine Spirits were still too far off.

Lear said softly.

"A Dark Evil God chose this plane, intending to devour it, which is why I was drawn here..."

As his words fell, the scene Lear had just witnessed flashed through the minds of all Half-Elves.

Dark spots were consuming the Plane Barrier until Lear dispersed them and solidified the Power of the Plane, saving their plane from death...

After viewing this scene, their faces turned pale.

They didn’t dare imagine, had Lear not intervened, their plane would soon be consumed clean by the dark energy and ultimately face destruction?!

They looked up at the majestic youth in mid-air with increasingly complex feelings.

Many also realized a key point... what immense power does one have to possess to dispel divine power?!

Lear sensed the change in the Half-Elves’ emotions but said nothing more, turning to Isa.

"You handle the follow-up here and settle them."

Now that they had been brought to the Swamp Divine Kingdom, they could be slowly assimilated.

Such trivial matters didn’t interest him personally.

With so many subordinates, should they just sit idle?

After speaking, Lear mounted the Mechanical Flying Dragon and left with the Great Demons.

Leaving Isa alone to deal with the situation.

The Half-Elf leader’s emotions became increasingly nuanced upon seeing this scene.

She now more deeply realized the vast gulf between their sides.

Even she and the tens of thousands of the Eagle Horn Race couldn’t converse with him!

He could simply leave a subordinate to handle them...

Feeling somewhat unwilling, but what else could she do?

Once Lear’s figure vanished, she took a deep breath and looked at Isa.

"Madam, can you tell me the identity of that Sovereign?"

Isa, upon hearing this, gave her a profound look.