Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

"Alright, I'll have Bain, the Chief Civil Officer of Weilu City, coordinate with you, make sure to cooperate well."

"Once these trivial matters are dealt with, I'll have Betina, the God of Plunder, arrange your next task."

Currently, the few subordinate gods are in the Abyss, leaving Betina stationed at Weilu City; she clearly is more familiar with the various defenses of the territory.

The Lake God possesses only weak divine power, whose combat abilities might not be a match, so having it follow orders is not a problem.

The Lake God immediately responded respectfully and then turned away.

Soon Bain, restored to his middle-aged appearance, came excitedly and led it away.

The mind was rather excited.

This is a divine spirit coming to join!

Although the Swamp does not currently lack combat power at the divine level, the significance it represents is entirely different.

This means the Swamp has now erected a banner among the gods!

Soon, various materials of the Lake God were transported out, surprisingly, the precious ores here were extraordinarily abundant!

This excited the Blacksmith Shop and Alchemy Workshop, although there wasn't metal for creating Godslaying Mechanical Puppets, it was enough to gather a large batch of materials required for manufacturing Extraordinary Alchemy Magic Puppets.

After this batch of materials went into stock, the estimated number of Extraordinary Alchemy Magic Puppets that could be manufactured increased to 90,000!

Adding the ones currently already produced, if all production capacity is converted, 140,000 can be accomplished.

These are extraordinary level, such an explosive emergence, even Lear was highly satisfied.

He ordered production to proceed without holding back!

Upon Lear's awakening, the entire territory immediately gained a backbone, noticeably more active.

And knowing the specific rules change time, Lear began operating more boldly.

First is military expansion, Weilu City has already developed to its limit, there's no need to keep focusing on it.

There's considerable room for growth in Tulos, which is advancing in the Abyss, and the Flesh Butcher occupying part of the Undead Plane.

He ordered immediately, instructing them to expand the army at all costs, demons possess many evil means to swiftly enhance power.

Whether flesh ascension or soul sacrifice...these means can rapidly increase strength but at the cost of - consuming massive amounts of life!

Perhaps strength increased, but not able to live past six months or three months.

But in the current situation, surviving three months is fortunate.

Go!

Upon Lear's command, the twenty or so Abyss Planes occupied by Tulos, instantly drew masses of demons, beginning a frenzy of insect-rearing style enhancement.

Ten per group, engage in mutual killing, the surviving ones can devour others' life and soul to enhance strength.

Although during the enhancement process souls burn, demons of Level 15 can directly rise to Level 19 after the ritual...

Though the price is life reduced to only four months, nobody cares about this, not even the demons themselves.

This method is often deployed by Abyss Dukes before facing life and death battles.

But the Abyss never lacks anything except demons...in a mere 10 days, by July 25th, Tulos had developed an army of 4 million Level 19 demons.

Continuing another ten days, this figure can break through the tens of millions!

The cost is equally disastrous, millions of demons died for it.

However, this is the Abyss, constantly brutal demons don't care about death at all.

And being able to rise to Level 19 also attracted countless demons.

Don't mention life consumption, in a ghostly place like the Abyss, one could die tomorrow, enhancing strength never loses, and as long as extraordinary can be broken through within four months, soul depletion can be restored.

Though hope is slim, not being doomed offers substantial solace to these evil beings.

Meanwhile, the death divine kingdom of the Flesh Butcher furiously resurrects the skeleton army.

Low-level skeletons were completely abandoned, using the Fire of the Soul to enhance high-level skeleton warriors.

Bone dragons, terrifying knights...various high-tier undead are born endlessly.

Numbers not less than demons.

As progress steadily advances on all fronts, Lear also took the time to inform the Goddess of Misfortune of this news.

Upon hearing, the Goddess of Misfortune descended onto Weilu City again, looked at him with rather complex expressions.

Finally sighed deeply, emotions somewhat downcast.

"Perhaps, this is our last time feeling the current world, world fusion signifies everything must reshuffle."

The world they lived in is about to be destroyed, making her emotions very complex.

Before Lear could comfort her, she had adjusted her mindset, expression becoming cold again, spoke with a somewhat subtle tone.

"Lord Lear, if one day I stand against you, hopefully, you don't hold back."

Feeling the sincerity in her tone, Lear's brow slightly raised.

"Your Highness, why speak this way?"

"Not sure...but I always have a feeling that we won't be accepted by the world."

The Goddess of Misfortune's eyes carried a hint of mystique.

"Destiny seems to be calling us..."

Lear's eyes slightly focused.

If someone else said these words, it may not mean much, but this is an immortal, existent since creation, a legitimate Main God!

Reaching this level, one has an extremely high perception of the future, of danger.

Even if fate lines are completely chaotic, they cannot be shielded.

He deeply understands this.

"Your Highness, you..."

"No need for further words, just hope this day never comes."

The Goddess of Misfortune reigned in those emotions, flashed a smile at him.

This chilly goddess seemed to have shed her mask at this moment, revealing a side difficult for outsiders to perceive.