Swamp Lord: I have an intelligence system.

Chapter 223: Undead Plane Movements

Lear left the Broken Star Plane and stepped into the mud swamp again, and immediately felt different.

His mental power was flowing very smoothly in the swamp at this moment. The slight delay before had disappeared without a trace.

It was as if some kind of restraint had been removed, completely eliminating the barrier between him and the swamp.

Looking into the distance, even the breathing and beating of insects and ants on the edge of the swamp could not escape his perception.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, taking in everything carefully, and began to understand a little.

Why are gods so powerful!

Control everything, take control of everything!
In a trance, illusory shadows appeared in my mind and fragmented pictures quietly emerged.

In the endless time ago, the swamp under our feet was just dry yellow soil.

Only a few drought-tolerant plants have taken root, and swamps do not yet exist.

I don’t know how long it took, but a loud thunder exploded and hit the earth, and a hole appeared on the flat ground.

Then, it rained heavily.

The heavy rain continued to wash away the pothole, causing it to expand. After a long period of heavy rain, a small pond appeared here.

So insignificant and small.

But it was this pond that started a long and lasting transformation.

After the heavy rain, the weather was dry and the clear water in the small pond attracted life around it.

In order to avoid mosquitoes, the wild boar dug up the mud and smeared it on its body, turning the surrounding area into a quagmire.

Not long after, the second heavy rain fell and the small pond expanded into a large pond.

Attracted more creatures to come.

Some migratory birds began to build nests and drink water nearby.

Many birds excrete directly into the water. At the same time, some fish eggs with strong vitality are not hatched by the straightforward birds and fall into the water silently.

The fish began to appear.

Heavy rain after heavy rain, wave after wave of life.

Ten years, twenty years, a hundred years.
Time is but a blink of an eye.

The pond gradually turned into a small lake, and then flowed towards the surroundings little by little, turning the surrounding area into a small wetland.

Hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of years passed, and the wetland expanded larger and larger, until it finally connected with groundwater and began to spread outward.

From a small pit at the beginning, it gradually evolved into a swamp with a diameter of hundreds of kilometers.

The world has changed so much, and this process is so long that it is impossible to count.

When the memory fragments disappeared, Lear was still immersed in that state and unable to extricate himself.

The meaning is still unfinished.

Different from watching the growth and development of the spider-banshee clan, the changes in the swamp are full of vicissitudes and a heavy sense of time.

Mountains and rivers change their courses; these two simple sentences fully illustrate the boundless power of time and nature.

I feel something in my heart.

Swamps are part of the world. As long as the world exists, swamps will exist.

Even if all the swamps in the world were wiped out, they would be reborn with the changes of heaven and earth.

Maybe it will be ten thousand years, maybe it will be one hundred thousand years, or one million years, but the swamp will last forever.

This is the biggest difference between the natural god system and the racial god system.

When a race is destroyed, the god of the race will fall completely.

But nature will not. Even if it is silent for a while, it will revive again once heaven and earth create new natural scenery.

As his understanding deepened, Lear's aura rose at an exaggerated speed.

At the same time, all life in the swamp felt a unique breath surging.

Subconsciously, I turned my head to look at where he was.

The big demons following beside him all had expressions of horror on their faces.

The body is shaking uncontrollably.

In their perception, Lear before them seemed to have turned into a scorching sun. The surging force that they could not look directly at or touch almost tore their souls apart and crushed their bones and flesh.

Lear turned his head and looked at several big demons, and an idea came to his mind.

He stretched out his right hand and grasped the air.

In an instant, several big demons felt that the surrounding space turned into a steel cage and they were imprisoned.

No matter how they struggled, they couldn't move!

This is not a force that they can contend with at this level.

As his heart was filled with horror, his eyes became even hotter. His Majesty has become stronger again!

He is taking his power back!

The head is lowered to show submission.

Lear waved his hand and set the great devil free.

Now that there is no barrier with the swamp, the speed of mobilizing the power of the swamp has also increased significantly.

As long as he is in the swamp, he can control and seal even the power of space!
Moreover, the control power has been improved by more than one level compared to the previous one.

After taking a deep breath, he opened his property panel, took a look, and remained silent.

Level: 16 (Archmage)
The look was a little subtle.

Who would have thought that a few months ago, he was just a low-level mage apprentice?

In the blink of an eye, it reached a height that was previously unattainable.

At this moment, if he could go back to the beginning a few months ago, he could go to any mage tower and be a guest of honor, and he could even raise funds to build his own mage tower and become a real big shot.

Fate is strange and unpredictable.

After calming down, Lear let out a long breath, did not stay any longer, and went straight back to his territory.

When I arrived at the city hall, I saw Bane hurriedly returning from outside.

The swampman hero immediately stepped forward and saluted.

"Good day, Your Majesty."

Lear nodded.

"How about rock fruit farming?"

"They have all been planted, and Grandma Green Grass is taking good care of them."

"With the high-level fertilizer provided by the Big Mouth Scavenger, it may not be long before we can see the rock fruit blooming and bearing fruit again."

A bright smile appeared on his face.

This is a 4-star magical plant!!
Thousands of them at a time, what an incredible fortune!

Before, he didn't even dare to think about it!!
Lear nodded slightly.

"Don't slack off, and reclaim farmland as soon as possible."

Bane's eyes turned serious.

"I've been watching it myself."

The amount of farmland is directly related to the survival of the territory and is of utmost importance.

The city hall has now mobilized all the forces it can and has carried out large-scale reclamation and cultivation.

It is estimated that within half a month at most, most of the swamp can be reclaimed and seeds can be sown.

At the same time, in order to facilitate maintenance in the future, the Vine Train also began to build a circular driveway around the swamp with the City of Weirdo as the center.

There are five lanes leading out of the swamp, and five circular lanes intersect with these lanes.

When all the construction is completed, the transportation network will become a spider web shape, covering most areas of the swamp.

The intertwined nodes are the corresponding sites.

In the future, transportation in the swamp will become extremely convenient.

This has a huge promoting effect on the development of agriculture and industry.

After giving some brief instructions, Lear let Bain go down and get busy.

After the entire territory was put into action, a lot of trivial matters arose, and only Bain, the steward of the City of Dew, could handle them in an orderly manner.

The more people there are, the more difficult it will be to manage.

It is worth mentioning that the City Hall has now expanded to 500 people, absorbing outstanding talents of various races who have grown up after education.

The departments that were originally empty are now managed by relevant personnel.

This prevented the rapidly expanding territory from falling into chaos.

Everyone in the territory was busy, but Lear himself had a rare moment of leisure.

After breakfast, I returned to my room and breathed a sigh of relief.

I have been engaged in high-intensity activities these days, with no time to rest, and I am very tense.

As his control over power deepened, his life force now far exceeded that of an ordinary person.

Eating and sleeping, which are essential to life, have become less important. Even if you don't sleep for three to five days, it won't have any impact. You can recover with a short rest.

After calming down, he couldn't help but start thinking about the gains and losses during this period. On the external side, the hidden threat - the demigod Lord of Flies and Stench, was enslaved by him and is still suppressed in the Scarlet Carrion Land.

The plane it controls is also being swallowed up.

In addition, the coalition forces of the Anthem Clan were driven back underground by him, and they are unlikely to come back in the short term.

In addition, the powerful dragon lich was completely killed.

He even extended his tentacles to the high-level map - the plane of the undead.

Sent the flesh-slayers into it and developed secretly.

After these troubles were resolved, the territory gained a sufficiently safe environment for development.

However, the danger is not over yet. There are many enemies hiding in the dark. The most typical one is -

Tyrannical monarch!

This evil god from the bottomless abyss descended into the swamp in search of his lost head.

Their actions posed the most direct threat to the City of Wei Lu, and a conflict broke out between the two sides.

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During the battle, Kalanis forcibly took away the power of the tyrannical monarch!

Later, in Loran City, he obtained the other party's broken godhood.

After a series of operations, the City of Wei Lu and the Tyrannical Monarch have become complete enemies.

Fortunately, the rules of the main plane do not allow the arrival of abyssal life, otherwise, he would have faced the demon army of the tyrannical monarch by now.

But what’s interesting is that even after he gained deeper control of the power, he still couldn’t find any trace of the other party’s head.

If it weren't for the intelligence indicating that the other party's head was in the swamp, he would have suspected that the tyrannical monarch had found the wrong place.

In addition, there are the current unusual movements in the underground world.

The constant outpouring of underground life has a direct impact on the stability of the swamp.

In addition, the unusual movements of gods such as Spider Queen Rose and the God of Night Elves also brought pressure to the territory.

He could feel that a volcano was brewing and could erupt at any time.

Fortunately, work in the territory is proceeding normally and the development momentum has not been interrupted by external turmoil.

Great progress has also been made in military construction. After the cold-blooded cavalry and the night elves were upgraded to the maximum level, their combat effectiveness was greatly improved.

He gained a deeper control over his authority and his level was successfully raised to 16.

How should we develop in the future?

As he thought, his eyes became profound. The change in the situation was inevitable. In the next few months, as more and more underground life emerged, it would become even more chaotic.

But as long as he is in the swamp, no one can cause any waves, so there is no need to worry too much about this.

There are some unfinished things that need to be sorted out.

In the undead plane, although there are flesh-and-blood slaughterers developing in secret, the speed is still not fast enough.

Soul fire that can enhance potential is a good thing.

It won’t take long for several high-level heroes to reach the maximum level.

At this time, the soul fire that can enhance potential can be of great use.

Second, the underground world.

The more chaos there is, the more opportunities there are hidden.

It hasn't collapsed yet, so you can still explore.

Especially the Iron Melting City auction that was mentioned several times in the intelligence, I must go there before the end of the month.

Maybe you can get some unexpected surprises.

Another thing is, we also need to find out some information about vampires.

If possible, before the underground collapses completely, get the broken godhead controlled by the vampire.

However, this is very difficult.

In addition, a magmatic coal vein is buried at the exit of the underground passage.

We must also go and mine as soon as possible.

Otherwise, when the time comes, there will be nothing.

Finally, we need to take some time to visit the barbarians.

He was quite curious about the barbarian chieftain who had an ancient soul hidden in his body.

I don’t know what secrets are hidden in its body.

Lear had a comfortable sleep and when he woke up it was already the evening of the 18th. The dim setting sun shone into the house, casting a glow on the vines around it.

I got up and went to the window, looking ahead. The sun was now half sunk into the swamp. The sky was colorful, and the clouds were thick but even more dazzling.

The residents of the territory are still working intensively, and no one is taking a break.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion from below, and then several cold-blooded cavalrymen quickly entered the city hall.

In a short while, the great devil knocked on the door to report - new information came from the undead plane.

Lear immediately left the bedroom and went to the large office area outside.

The cold-blooded cavalryman who was called in to report the news stared at the other party.

"What happened?!"

The wetland lizardman warrior knelt on one knee and spoke in a deep voice.

"Master, the plane of death just sent back a message that a large number of undead are approaching the city of death, and Lord Radina sent a message asking for help."

The Flesh Slayer is in trouble?

Lear raised his brows slightly.

"Any specific information?"

"The intelligence is urgent, brief, and without much explanation!"

Lear nodded without hesitation, and immediately ordered the gathering of the cold-blooded cavalry and the night hunters to go to the City of Death.

Without waiting for the army to gather, he disappeared with the great demon, taking the lead.

Crimson Carrion Land.

Lear's figure appeared directly above this bloody land.

Looking down, the solidified space passage was standing on the ground of flesh and blood.

Dense swarms of bees were circling around.

Without any hesitation, his figure flashed and fell directly to the ground.

"The queen bee and her swarm follow me."

As soon as the voice fell, he took the big devil and stepped in.

The next moment, the line of sight changed, and the dim room appeared in front of me.

Turning around, he saw that the dragon lich's heart was surrounded by inscriptions, supplying it with power.

No one destroyed it.

Without wasting time, he strode out of the room.

Once again, I came to the spacious and deserted hall of the City of Death.

Looking up, my sight followed the open door and saw the scene directly in front of me.

Above the city wall, two thousand grave guards were hovering in the air, confronting a group of gargoyles holding battle axes in the distance.

On top of the city wall, a large number of skeleton warriors have lined up in an orderly manner, looking outside in full readiness.

The war hasn't started yet?!

Li Er was a little curious. The fog rose up behind him and he flew up directly into the air above the city.

Only then did they see the Flesh Slayer in front of the city wall. This divine being was riding on an undead warhorse burning with the flames of death.

Behind him were about two squadrons of Death Knights.

With a fierce momentum, each Death Knight holds a ferocious bone spear, and its level is as high as 13!
How long has it taken to subdue a level 13 soldier?!
It is indeed the plane of the dead.
As Lear admired him, he looked back and immediately saw the enemy he was going to face this time—

It was a group of monsters made of bones. Their shapes were all strange and there was no pattern at all. It was as if thousands of bones of various kinds were thrown together and then mixed together.

Some have more than a dozen heads, and some are just a mixture of thigh and hand bones, which looks creepy.

All levels are 12.

There were so many of them, like a tide stretching to the end of the sight. Just a quick calculation showed that there were at least more than 10 of them.
Lear felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

Can we only say that they are worthy of being the Undead? They can easily mobilize a legion of more than 100,000 people.
But these undead souls, a mixture of bones and fragments, seemed to be waiting for something and had not issued any order to attack.
Suddenly, bang~bang~bang~
The earth trembled. From behind, a terrifying undead made up of hundreds of thousands of bones and with a diameter of more than 30 meters was trampling on its companions in front of it and moving forward.

You can see that the bone monster is covered with countless skulls, arms, and long legs. Those bones seem to be alive and are constantly wriggling.

Its appearance is not inferior to that of the evil gods in myths and legends, and may even be better.

The atmosphere on the field instantly became extremely depressing.

Li Er felt the other person's breath and his eyes became solemn.

This guy's aura is close to being extraordinary.

This is not the key point. The key point is, how did this thing come into being?
Although he knew that the undead plane was crazy, he didn't expect it to be so crazy.

Bones can become pure essence. (End of this chapter)

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