Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

The surrounding space seemed to brighten, the sunlight turned even more radiant, spring was in full bloom.

Without lingering, the Goddess of Misfortune quietly departed amid a serene smile, leaving behind a pensive Lear.

Time continued to pass rapidly.

On August 2nd, Lear heard word that Lorand City was attacked by ultimate soldiers commanded by several divine spirits.

However, a single Rose Canon pressed down, directly defeating those five divine spirits, with no ultimate soldier left surviving...

Soon after, on the walls of Lorand City, there appeared one hundred thousand fierce Rose Warriors.

At this moment, the population of Lorand City had surpassed the twenty million mark.

Fully exposing itself to the gaze of the gods.

For the first time, the principles of that Northern Territory flower attracted the attention of Main God level beings.

Lear was also astonished by this.

From the beginning, Firina displayed extraordinary strength, executing the Beastman God with her mortal body before the rules underwent major changes.

That was the first fallen divine spirit, thus beginning this great upheaval.

He had a feeling that after significant changes, Lorand City might become even more astounding.

On August 7th.

Tulos completed a blood sacrifice, and his Level 19 demon army grew to a scale of millions.

Over 200,000 are beyond extraordinary!

They directly tore open a space fissure, leading this terrifying army into the Flesh Butcher's Divine Kingdom.

The Dimension Plane was set to collapse on the 10th, but a Divine Kingdom isn't a Dimension Plane; it's a part of divine power.

As long as the soul hasn't fallen, the Divine Kingdom will not shatter.

Meanwhile, several divine spirits in the Abyss deployed their supreme powers, transporting uncultivated Abyssal mineral veins into the Death Divine Kingdom.

No tactics were needed, simply breaking the ground violently and swallowing it into the Divine Kingdom.

Simple and efficient.

When the army withdrew, the twenty or so planes were already a wasteland.

Not only had the demons disappeared, but the land itself was left with gaps.

A picture of an apocalypse.

All resources were transferred to the Death Divine Kingdom and Weilu City.

On August 8th.

All troops mining resources outside the Mire Swamp returned to the territory, while residents all moved into the Underworld.

Residents of the Crown Tribe also migrated to the Mire Swamp.

Meanwhile, the monthly output of 3 Star level Three-tailed Pigs exploded, reaching thirty million over several months.

At this moment, all were slaughtered, leaving only the juvenile pigs.

The Cold-blooded Cavalry at Level 18, boosted by massive resources, rose to Level 19.

Eventually, the number of Level 19 Cold-blooded Cavalry skyrocketed to two million!

The scale was extremely terrifying and exaggerated.

At this time, the Dark Night Elf God nearby felt something and proactively headed to the swamp.

"Your Majesty, could the Dark Night Elf Main City migrate to the edge of the swamp? We are willing to become your shield..."

Lear looked at this weak divine spirit, whose expression was grave, and slowly nodded.

"You may, but all defenses must follow orders!"

"Yes!"

The Dark Night Elf's spirit was uplifted, immediately feeling much more at ease.

It's a basic truth to lean against a big tree for shade.

Then he discovered that the Lake God had also sought refuge recently, feeling his choice was very correct.

Afterwards, under the control of the Dark Night Elves, the entire Dark Night Elf Main City migrated to the north of the Mire Swamp.

This city constructed of giant trees was an epic spectacle.

Spanning a diameter of over 20 kilometers, it housed over a million Dark Night Elves.

Relying mutually with the swamp, becoming a solid shield.

Seeing this, Lear was thoughtful, then immediately set out for Titan Divine City.

After some negotiations, the Thunder Titans, these ancient mythological races, that same day migrated the divine city constructed of thunder to the west of the Mire Swamp.

Through these months of development, the number of Thunder Titans had exploded to a scale of a thousand, all demigods.

Though the number wasn't large, the quality was high.

The King of Titans was promoted to weak divine power.

Overall, strength cannot be underestimated.

Two shields, each guarding one side, Lear felt quite pleased.

Thus, all usable power concentrated in the swamp, next was to await the arrival of that final moment of turmoil.

In the urgent preparation for war, time moved to August 9th.

Late at night.

Lear stood on the wall of Weilu City.

Standing beside him were Tulos, Flesh Butcher, Two-headed Giant Chief, Betina, Haggs, Lake God, Dark Night Elf, King of Titans, Ancient Goblin God, Spider God.

A total of ten divine spirits.

And behind the wall stood 220 Godslaying Mechanical Puppets quietly towering.

Within the open space fissure, Chaos Angels' gaze was calm.

Everyone awaited the arrival of that moment.

Only Kalanis was absent from the scene... she had already sent back information, attempting to break through to upper strong divine power.

She intended to seize that moment of world rule changes to step to that level!

Lear respected her choice... Kalanis had rapidly transformed in strength during these months of slaughter, and he couldn't delay her growth.

Furthermore, she had accumulated as many as 500,000 Slaughter Angels!

All 3 Stars!

The strength in her hands was already comparable to old strong divine powers.

He was also looking forward to the spectacle when she stepped to a higher level.

The air was silent and still.

No one spoke, silently sensing the unique atmosphere.

The King of Titans shrank to a height of 8 meters, standing at the back.

As an ancient mythological life, he possessed superior awareness of the rules of the heavens compared to ordinary divine spirits.