Swamp Lord: I have an intelligence system.

After promoting all the ancient tree guardians, Lear felt particularly happy.

Although their number is small, their power on the battlefield, especially in positional warfare and defensive battles, cannot be underestimated!
Calm yourself down and focus on your mind.

Sensing the surging power of authority, he took a deep breath.

After taking control of the swamp, he had not had time to conduct in-depth research. Now it seems that he has not done enough.

Authority, how could it be so simple?! Obviously there is still a lot of things waiting to be discovered.

After finishing the work here, let the ancient treeman guardians who should be stationed stay, and those who should go to the blacksmith shop to work.

Lear returned to the City Hall with a somewhat subtle mood.

I didn't fall asleep like before. I lay in bed, exhausted, and my spirit slowly sank into my mind.

Within the vortex of magic, the broken godhead emitting profound energy was now floating up and down.

It exudes a majestic aura that makes people tremble.

This is the most powerful force in the world, the most extreme force, and the eternal pursuit of countless people.

Now, it is in his hands and he controls it!
The Godhead is the carrier of authority, and only by possessing the Godhead can the power of authority be exerted.

He holds all the authority over the swamp, but possesses only a portion of the godhead.

As a result, it is unable to bear this part of power, and most of the power of authority is still dormant.

This meant that his control over the power of the swamp was far from perfect.

Calming down, his mental strength slowly seeped into his divine nature.

In an instant, power began to revive, and Lear could clearly feel his perception extending outward at an exaggerated speed.

In just a blink of an eye, they were completely covered by the swamp.

An area of ​​hundreds of kilometers is all covered by perception.

He had mobilized his authority in the same way in the past, but this time, he did not act in a hurry. Instead, he calmed his breath and concentrated his mind. He began to sense the swamp carefully and even tried to integrate into the swamp with his mental power.

It was a bit boring at first and I didn’t feel any changes.

But after a period of time, the mental power seemed to find the same frequency as the swamp and gradually merged into one.

In a trance, Lear's soul seemed to have left his body and was suspended in the air, with a clear view of every corner of the swamp.

But what was different this time was that not only the swamp itself, but also the vegetation and life on it were within his perception, and he could clearly know their status.

Even the spiritual aura it exudes can convey insight, excitement, pain, joy, and anger.
Gradually, he sank completely into the swamp, as if he had truly merged with the swamp, and he himself became a swamp that had existed in the world for millions of years.

I feel more and more things.

I don’t know how long it took, but in a trance, a ray of light rose from the sky and the entire swamp began to revive.

All things are flourishing and full of vitality.

Everything about the swamp began to look different.

At the same time, he keenly sensed that a group of strange lives had broken in from the edge of the swamp and were slowly coming to the central area.

At this moment, a sound suddenly came from outside the door.

"Lord, Ishani has brought the tree man back and wants to see you."

Lear quietly emerged from that unique state.

After opening my eyes, I was surprised to find that it was already bright outside.

The sun was high in the sky outside the window, and the dazzling sunlight was shining into the house through the open window.

He slowly stood up, walked to the window, held the window frame with one hand, and looked into the distance.

The busy territory is reflected in the pupils.

Residents were carrying all kinds of goods back and forth, shuttling back and forth, the sound of clanging could be heard from the blacksmith shop, and the dark naga were patrolling the territory in small groups.
It actually took a whole night?!

He felt it was only a moment.
Take a deep breath and you will immediately feel the power in your body become unusually active, and your spirit will be more full than when you usually sleep.

Stretch out your right hand, spread out your five fingers and let the sunlight fall on them.

The experience I had just had came to my mind: the swamp suddenly bursting with life after the sun rose.
Sure enough, the truth can only be found through in-depth research. He gained a lot that night and had a different understanding of the swamp.

After calming down, he turned around and went out.

I went down to the first floor of the City Hall with the big devil guarding the door. As soon as I walked out of the door, I saw Ishani's delicate face with a hint of excitement.

Upon seeing him, the night elf hero immediately strode forward and saluted.

"Day and night, the master has fulfilled his mission. I have awakened all these sleeping tree people."

Lear looked behind him and saw a row of tree men covered with moss and ferns, each about fifteen meters tall.

The face on the trunk is old and ugly, and the roots have turned into paws, supporting the sturdy body.

The tree crowns are dense and lush, exuding a strong breath of life.

When the air blows, you can smell the scent of moss on it.

Taking a look at the attribute panel, I found that the levels of these tree people were fluctuating around level 10.

The most terrible thing is that there are an incredible 70 trees! !

Lear's mood became extremely good.

70 tree people!

This is no ordinary soldier!

After the transformation, these are 70 terrifying artillery batteries!

Although the City of Wei Lu did not manufacture city defense equipment, it had these heavy-duty turrets with unlimited ammunition!

He did not hesitate at the moment, took a few steps forward, and his eyes became deep.

An aura as vast as the starry sky emanated from his body, and the power of the entire swamp was instantly mobilized at this moment.

At this moment, it seemed as if Lear was the only figure left in the whole world.

With the earth under his feet and the sky above his head, everything around him revolves around him.

The towering mountains seemed to be trampled under its feet, giving people endless pressure.

"Ishani, sing the night away."

A calm voice that could not be challenged or questioned resounded in the ears of the night elves.

Ishani's heart was shaken, and she felt a great majesty surging, as if her soul was being looked down upon indifferently by an ancient god.

Penetrate into the blood and shock the soul.

The respect in my heart grows stronger.

Sing loudly immediately.

The clear sound is elegant and melodious, soothing the heart.

The surrounding vegetation began to become active, just like last night.

The tree man behind him is no exception.

Lear looked deep in his eyes and directly mobilized the power of the swamp to gather together.

Cover the tree man in front.

For a treeman to transform into an ancient treeman guardian, it originally required the cooperation of Green Grass Granny's enlightenment and the Night Elf's activation.

But after last night's soul-immersion in the swamp, he had a new grasp on power.

Now, he can directly transform the tree people into ancient tree people guardians without the intervention of other forces.

He is the master of the swamp, the only ruler!
The movement revealed by Lear's thought was huge.

The rich magical power in the surroundings surged like a tide, and the sky was filled with waves of magical mist, mixed with surging vitality.

Swamp is synonymous with mystery, moisture, danger and life.

Possessing all kinds of unpredictable powers.

At this moment, the residents nearby suddenly felt a special force pouring in from the outside world.

Like the wind blowing in spring, full of the breath of life.

Many chronic diseases and old injuries in the body were washed away and healed at this moment, and were mostly healed in the blink of an eye.

The residents of the entire territory are benefiting from this at this moment.

A dozen residents who happened to pass by and saw this scene felt the changes in their bodies. They fell to their knees in shock and kowtowed to Lear.

This is a method that only gods can perform! !
"Your Majesty." "My Lord, your glory will surely spread throughout the entire main plane."

"Praise to you!"

When he appeared before the crowd, the residents' respect for him soared again, and their eyes were filled with a different kind of fanaticism.

It’s like looking at the god you believe in.

I even wanted to go up and kiss Lear's shoes.

Li Er ignored all this and was concentrating on mobilizing the power of the swamp to become a tree man.

At the same time, a unique soul mark is imprinted in their souls.

Absolutely loyal and never betray.

A vast power surged, and the tree man fiercely dug its roots into the earth. The trunk began to swell like a balloon, growing upwards.

As the branches sway, large new leaves sprout, and the scene is lush and green.

The breath of life gradually becomes thicker and steady.

The entire transformation process lasted for a full hour.

Realizing that the power in their bodies was gradually stabilizing, Lear waved his hand and dispersed the power of the swamp.

Mobilizing the power of the swamp to increase the potential and level of the tree man is quite costly.

But he could sense that the power consumed was only a very small part of the swamp covering hundreds of kilometers, and it was recovering rapidly.

At this moment, Lear had a new understanding of the power of authority.

Authority is part of the world's rules. Controlling authority means controlling the rules of this part of the world.

How to use this rule is entirely up to the controller.

Whether it's mobilizing surrounding forces to promote subordinates or using them to create a huge disaster and kill the enemy, it's all up to you.

As Kalanis said, tame authority and make it submit, rather than being influenced by authority and becoming its slave.
As he thought of this, the energy around him suddenly rose again. This time, instead of rushing around, it madly poured into Lear's body.

In just a few breaths, the power of the swamp decreased.

At this moment, Lear felt that the power in his body had increased dramatically, as powerful as a raging tsunami.

Looking at the panel, the level was actually directly increased from level 11 to level 14.

Crazy 3 levels up!!

Taking a deep breath, feeling the surging power, his eyes became hot.

The reason why his level was stuck for so long was that he lacked control over power and lacked understanding of the swamp.

This is my first time being a god and I have no experience, but it’s not too late to find the right path now.

I was so happy that I couldn't contain myself.

Once you completely control the power of the swamp, even extraordinary people will be within reach.

This is the power that a God should have!

The starting point is different, so the way of promotion cannot be the same as that of ordinary people.

He collected his thoughts and looked forward to the tree man who was promoted to the guardian of the ancient tree man in the sound of Ishani singing the Eternal Night.

Full of joy.

"Ishani, you and the Naga King go to formulate the next defense plan. You will be responsible for the placement of these ancient tree guardians."

Including these 70, the total number of turrets in hand reaches 120, enough for 12 teams.

Although their number is not as large as that of the Cold-Blooded Cavalry and the Night Elves, their role is strategic and cannot be replaced by other types of troops!

"As you wish!"

Ishani nodded happily.

As a life that has lived in the underground world for many years, she has an understanding of war that ordinary people cannot achieve.

At the same time, as a night elf, he has a deep understanding of the tree people and can better bring out their characteristics.

While Isani was busying herself, Lear seemed to sense something and looked at the residents who were kneeling towards him.

He just felt a weak but very unique energy.

It is what escapes from the other person's soul.

The energy emitted a hazy white light and had a unique appeal to him.

But it is too faint and can be easily overlooked.

While thinking, his spirit dissipated and tried to touch that weak energy.

The next moment, a pious prayer suddenly sounded in my mind.

"Your Majesty, the great Lear, your humble subjects and devout believers pray to you."

"May your light forever cover the swamp and shine forever in the world."

"Everyone should listen to your words, and everyone should prostrate themselves at your feet."

"You are the master of the swamp, the immortal who cannot be destroyed by death, and the eternal light."

"Praise you, sing praises to you"

The other party was praying to him as a believer? !

Lear was shocked.

Gods are based on faith, and almost every god has a strong desire and possessiveness for believers.

The number of believers can almost determine the strength or even decline of the power of the gods.

Even the evil gods of the abyss, those terrifying beings who rely almost exclusively on the power of the abyss to control authority, are salivating over the power that believers can provide.

He is willing to take huge risks to spread his beliefs in the main plane.

He did not have a clear grasp of authority, nor did he rush into preaching.

Unexpectedly, this incident today would cause the residents to pray so devoutly.
With a slight movement of his mind, he quietly absorbed the power of faith generated by the other party into his body.

Although it was only a tiny bit, it was like the first drop of water emerging from a dry river, or the first weed growing on the dead ground.
In an instant, the divine nature in his mind burst into brilliant light, echoing the power of faith that was so weak that it was almost invisible.

cheers.

Li Er inexplicably felt that he was on the right path
He took a deep breath and his eyes became deep.

He looked at the resident crawling on the ground and slowly walked up to him.

At this moment, he was still kneeling on the ground, unaware of his arrival.

"My believers, I have heard your sincere prayers."

Hearing the sound, the big-eared people with ears as big as palm-leaf fans raised their heads.

The oldest of these ten or so people is in his forties, while the youngest has a childish face and looks no more than fourteen or fifteen years old.

When the other party saw Lear, there was unspeakable enthusiasm on everyone's face.

"My God, your devout followers salute you and thank you for everything you have given us!"

The big-eared man was a slave that Lear brought back from the spider-women of the Nightshadow clan.

After arriving at the City of Wisdom, these lives were not abused in any way. Like other races, they were allocated food and housing, and had stable jobs.

You can eat enough every day, live comfortably, don’t have to worry about various deadly dangers, and even learn valuable knowledge and watch unprecedented dramas.

For many big-eared people, this is a life they dare not even dream of. Over time, the emotions of some big-eared people began to deteriorate and transformed into worship and belief.

Because they firmly believe that only a great God can do such a great thing and save them from darkness.

The life we ​​have now can only be given by God!!
Lear felt that the power, so weak that it was almost imperceptible, became a little stronger, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"I feel your piety. Among the big-eared people, how many people still believe in me?"

The voice carried a heavy majesty and a strong sense of oppression.

The origin of faith is rooted in mystery, unknown, and distance. For believers, gods must never get too close.

"My God! Most of our people are waiting to hear your oracle!"

Lear's eyes moved slightly.

Are there so many people already?
He sensed the glowing divine nature for a moment and took a deep breath.

Perhaps it is time to build a church and form your own sect. (End of this chapter)