Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

He spoke softly.

"Your Majesty is the lord of the swamp, the creator of Weilu City, the master of the Swamp Pantheon, the immortal and eternal Swamp God!"

"You are fortunate to witness the descent of Your Majesty..."

The master of the Swamp Pantheon, the Swamp God...

The title kept echoing in the mind of the Half-Elf God, causing her breath to become heavy, as though a mountain was pressing on her chest.

Her entire body began to feel light.

In other words...was she just defying a Divine Spirit?!

Suddenly, it felt a bit absurd...what was her status to dare stand in the way of a god?!

And even dare to fight with them?!

Their punch only shattered her body, but if they were serious...perhaps the entire Eagle Horn Race would be destroyed!

A wave of fear surged in her heart, causing her entire body to tremble uncontrollably.

Luckily, Your Majesty was enormously generous, luckily, so lucky!!

Isa noticed this with some amusement.

"You didn’t resist Your Majesty, did you?"

"I..."

I not only resisted but was also blown up.

Seeing the face of the other party almost in tears, Isa didn’t pressure further, and comforted.

"No need to worry, since Your Majesty did not pursue it, this matter is over."

"In the future, you will all be members of Weilu City, subjects of Your Majesty."

Only then did the Half-Elf leader’s face recover a bit.

"But..."

Isa waved her hand.

"No buts, what you need to do next is cooperate with me to integrate your people into Weilu City."

"From now on, you will always be bathed in divine grace...this is your immense luck."

The Half-Elf leader took a deep breath.

"I understand!"

Originally, there was some discontent in her heart, but now all thoughts vanished, the only thing in her mind was that figure capable of destroying everything.

Surviving the hand of a god, this was simply a miracle!

At this moment, a warmer wind suddenly blew through the spatial rift.

Wherever it passed, all the half-elves felt invigorated, their fatigue and drowsiness vanished.

Everyone felt unprecedented comfort.

One of the half-elves suddenly exclaimed.

"Look at the ground!"

Everyone instinctively looked down.

Astonished, they discovered that the withered black and yellow vegetation mixed within the lush berry field turned green at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if dyed.

Soon, the entire field seemed to have fast-forwarded, blooming with thumb-sized flowers.

Then the flowers began to wither, and from the base of each blossom emerged small green berries.

The berries gradually grew, forcing the flowers off, swelling slowly until they were thumb-sized and stopped growing.

The green berries gradually turned red until all the flesh was dyed red.

Looking around, the whole world turned from a mix of green withered yellow to pure green, then to a mix of red and green.

What originally seemed withered had vanished without a trace, now bursting with life.

All the half-elves were jubilant, their world had returned to normal!!

The Half-Elf leader was moved, knowing without thinking whose handiwork this was!

No more thoughts in her heart, she placed her right hand on her chest and deeply bowed in the direction where Lear had left.

"Great Your Majesty, the Eagle Horn Race is willing to serve you..."

In the face of absolute power, any differing thoughts seemed pale and powerless.

Moreover, the isolated Eagle Horn Race didn’t really worship any divine beings...

Isa smiled happily.

"It’s your honor..."

She then looked at the crowd behind.

"Take three thousand people with me to Weilu City, and replace them in a week."

"Also, I will arrange for people to perform theater for you soon..."

Isa was already very skilled with her evangelizing method.

Lear, on the other hand, had no interest in dealing with such trivial matters. After returning to his domain, he rarely relaxed, ordered the kitchen to prepare a delicious meal and enjoyed it alone, then went to bed early.

On the morning of May 7th, shortly after waking up, he heard some noise within his domain.

After washing up simply, he left the City Hall and immediately saw that the square in front was full of Delthans, covered in black feathers with duck-like webbed feet.

At this time, there were also dozens of bubbles floating in the sky filled with Delthans, not yet landing.

Kalanis is back?

Seeing this scene, Lear felt even better.

With the half-elves plus these Delthans, he had an instant addition of twenty thousand people.

They were all labor and believers.

Now, the Two-headed Ogre was evolving into the Swamp Divine Race and no longer working, counting on that, the workforce still exceeded thirty thousand.

And the Abyssal Evil God - Master of Heart Eating had captured over ten thousand people to deceive them, although this batch had varying levels of quality, they were still good for work within the Swamp Divine Kingdom.

Also part of the workforce.

Summing up, the manpower shortage was basically covered now.

Not to mention, there were still two or three tens of thousands of Ancient Humans on the Original Plane...

While pondering, he saw Kalanis striding back.

Her steps were determined, eyes steely, as though nothing in this world could shake her resolve.

No words were needed, just a glance was enough to feel the extraordinary nature of this warrior.

After approaching and saluting, Kalanis presented a unique item with both hands... a block of pure black stone.

"My lord, I found this in the Bone-Eating Werewolf’s nest..."

Lear’s curiosity piqued.

What could make Kalanis so formal?

Reaching out to take it, he immediately felt a unique stillness inside.

Like a black hole, swallowing everything.

He tried to inject power into it, but it was instantly devoured, leaving not even a ripple.

This thing is quite interesting.

His curiosity grew, and he opened its Attribute Panel.

Obsidian, Level: 4 Stars, Traits: Has a unique structure capable of magic immunity...

Lear’s breath caught.

This was the legendary magic-immune obsidian?!

The Gargoyles of the Undead Race had obsidian mixed into their manufacturing process, granting them an extraordinarily high magic immunity trait.

Immediately turned to look at Kalanis.

"Is there a lot of this?"

"The Bone-Eating Werewolf’s old lair is full of it...it’s probably an entire ore vein!"

An entire ore vein?!

My god, this is another huge fortune!

Obsidian is not only used to make Gargoyles but can also forge weapons, and be mixed into armor.

If Rock Heavy Armor, already with abnormal physical defense, could gain magic immunity traits, one could only imagine how powerful the Cold-blooded Cavalry could become.

Moreover, the Alchemy-Activated Armor could be further improved...this is a treasure not inferior to the Magic Mercury Ore Vein, maybe even more valuable!

"Kalanis, this is obsidian! We must immediately arrange for people to go and mine it..."