Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

Placed in the myths and legends, it is hard to find a match.

The aftermath of the battle made the whole world shiver, countless Divine Spirits were so overwhelmed by the terrifying divine pressure that their legs went weak, uncontrollably prostrating on the ground, unable to stand upright.

The next moment, a surprising scene unfolded.

The Gods joined forces, yet were forcibly blocked by the Ancient God...

Even with thirty Main God-level beings attacking simultaneously, they did not manage to kill the Ancient God.

Instead, under the Ancient God's frenzied counterattack, numerous Divine Spirits fell!

The Ancient God stood tall in the sky, confronting three Main Gods on average, yet remained unfazed.

Each collision caused the surrounding void to collapse, rules to distort, and exploded into the Chaotic Void.

The scene was extremely exaggerated and terrifying.

This horrific blood war of the Gods continued until August 17th!

The number of fallen Divine Spirits participating in the slaughter had already exceeded half... and what was shocking was,

whenever the Ancient God killed a Divine Spirit, the spirit and body would reconsolidate under his golden divine throne.

Then, right before everyone's eyes, he would resurrect it to participate in the war.

Countless Divine Spirits were horrified.

This scene was too frightening.

At this moment, more Divine Spirits watching in the shadows joined in, united to face the enemy!

No one wanted to become a puppet under control.

According to the Ancient God's usual methods, if they didn't defeat him now, once the Ancient God won, they would all suffer the most severe punishment.

Thinking of that scene sent chills down their spines.

Lear did not participate in it but mobilized supreme power to spread this terrifying battle throughout the minds of the world's sentient beings via the Sacerdotal Faith Department.

The true enemy had not yet appeared, and the current horrifying scene was just an appetizer.

He used millions of fanatics as a base, tens of millions of Swamp Sect devout believers to disperse pressure.

Consuming his own power and Power of Faith, he clearly transmitted the scene of the Gods' battle.

For the first time, the battle among the Gods was seen by the people.

Shocked, terrified, desperate...

Dwarves, Beastmen, Centaurs, Humans, Elves... as long as they had wisdom, at this moment they felt a myriad of complex emotions.

At this time, Lear's gaze turned to the Swamp Boggarts, those beings that fed on emotions.

Without any hesitation, he transmitted all the emotions of life at that moment to the 30 Swamp Boggarts.

These Swamp Boggarts were previously lent to an Abyssal Evil God and had already broken through to Extraordinary in the Land of Evil.

At this moment, with the influx of vast emotions, their aura immediately surged, and in just a few breaths, they elevated to Demigod.

Then, Lear used Divine Power to stabilize their souls, allowing them to condense Divine Power and Divine Format with emotions.

In less than two hours, the Authority of Emotions was condensed, Lear's gaze was profound.

The three initial Swamp Boggarts each controlled a part of the Authority of Emotions and all advanced to Weak Divine Power.

Then Lear entrusted them with the burden of sustaining the consumption.

Using the emotions of the sentient beings to maintain the consumption of output scenes.

And after two days of fierce battle, the Gods had fought to a point where the Sea of Blood flowed backward, green hills turned to bones, heaven and earth fell into chaos.

The surrounding Space was completely obliterated, everything was covered.

Lear felt that this war was about to reach its critical point.

At this moment, a low voice resonated in everyone's ears.

"For countless years, you have not broken your illusions... Ancient God."

As the words fell, the frantically fighting Gods suddenly turned their heads in a certain direction.

In the obliterated void, a pair of eyes appeared.

Gazing at the earth, the firmament.

Indescribable terrifying aura covered the entire world.

Everyone stared blankly at this scene, their eyes full of vigilance.

The Earth Mother Goddess, Goddess of Misfortune, Life Goddess... these top-tier Divine Spirits were initially stunned, then their expressions became extremely complex.

In the next moment, those eyes slowly coagulated into a shadowy figure.

Seventy or eighty years old, looking aged and frail, draped in a brown robe, with a long white beard on his face.

Eyes, old and murky.

As if he could die at any moment.

Simultaneously, phantom Chains bound his body, as if isolating him from the whole world.

It was clear that he was being suppressed and imprisoned by the Chains.

An ancient existence whose seal date was unknown.

The moment the figure appeared, Lear immediately transmitted this image through the Sacerdotal Faith Department to the minds of all sentient beings.

"Who is this?"

"Why can he make the Gods stop?"

"I feel like I have seen this existence somewhere before..."

Countless lives began to murmur softly.

At this moment, an unimaginable scene occurred.

The Earth Mother Goddess slowly approached, her right hand on her chest.

Head bowed.

"Father God..."

This title made the entire world tremble.

Father God!!

This was the Earth Mother Goddess, the supreme existence that nurtured all things.

An ultimate immortal created alongside Life and Death at the world's genesis.

To be addressed as Father God by her... only one being held that qualification—

The eternal legend said to have fallen asleep after creating the world—the Creator God!!

All beings went mad, whether hiding in tree hollows, lurking in crevices, crouching in cellars... or daring to breathe in an independent space, they all went mad.

"Creator God, the great Sovereign... has awakened?"

"Oh immortal Highest God, plead to you to end this chaos..."