Swamp Lord: I have an intelligence system.

Karanis seemed to have thought of something at this moment and spoke.

"You instructed us to search for the wetland lizardmen before. We have found two thousand so far and they are all imprisoned in the manor."

“Do you need to take it away now?”

Lear felt a headache when he heard this.

Naturally, the more warriors you have, the better, but right now the promotion of the cold-blooded cavalry in the territory to 4 stars has not yet been decided.

The amount of flesh and blood energy required is too exaggerated.

If I had another two thousand, I would be bald.
"The space rift I opened can't transport so many people back, so let's leave it alone for now."

He mobilized his tyrannical power to coordinate with Kalanis, and only then was he able to open the door to space.

If one wants to travel through, one must endure the double oppression of the power of the swamp and the tyrannical authority.

Ordinary life does not have a strong body and soul.

After Lear finished his explanation, he suddenly thought of something and asked.

"How is Philena now?"

"Ms. Philena is now the highest commander of Loran City, coordinating the war situation. Without her, Loran City would have fallen long ago."

Kalanis said with a hint of admiration in her tone.

"And Ms. Philena conquered two dimensions a long time ago."

"Right now, Luolan City's military supplies are supported by two planes."

This war is so brutal that up to now, three to four million orcs have been killed.

As the defending city, Loran also lost more than 1.5 million soldiers.

And there is no end in sight. What’s even more terrifying is that there is no support from the rear.

The Griffin Empire was attacked from all sides and had no strength to send reinforcements, so it could only rely on the city of Loran itself.

Under such circumstances, the peerless flower of the North still firmly controls the overall situation.

Even the most elite troops have not been deployed yet, leaving enough backup.

Even she felt sincere admiration.

Just as Li Er was about to speak, the intelligence system suddenly popped up a prompt.

[You have learned about the specific movements of the battlefield in Loran City, and obtained an additional piece of information - Princess Loran City, Flower of the North, the most dazzling new star of the Griffin Empire - Philena Loran, is currently carrying out an unprecedented layout and planning. She has detected through mysterious means that the God of Orcs is fighting a war with another god, and the other party needs to continue to launch wars to control part of the war authority in order to achieve the final victory.]

[Fireina took advantage of the situation and used Loran City as a chess piece to lure the God of Orcs to venture into the main plane at the last moment.]

【When the time comes, she will swing her sword to kill the gods.】

[However, due to the lack of a powerful weapon that can kill gods, this plan is only one step away and has not been pushed forward. ]

[You can lend the Fighting Will Chain to the opponent to make up for this last step. ]

[After the Chain of Fighting Will kills the gods, it will complete the final transformation and usher in the ultimate sublimation, becoming an eternal and immortal being. ]

[You have mastered the chains of fighting spirit, and you can take them back in a moment. Even gods and spirits cannot take over, so you don't need to worry about safety.]

Li Er looked at the information refreshed in his mind, his eyes slightly fixed.

Amazed.

Good fellow, as expected of the Flower of the North. Philena is actually planning to kill the gods!!!

And there is only one step left!

Are all these geniuses so evil?

As he pondered, he looked towards Kalanis.

With a slight movement of his mind, a moss-colored chain quietly appeared, circling around him like a snake.

Lear stretched out his right hand, and the chain quietly coiled in the palm of his hand.

He handed it to Karanis and spoke slowly under her puzzled gaze.

"This treasure is called the Fighting Will Chain. I got it from the corpse of a demigod."

"He has been gathering his fighting spirit throughout his life, wanting to use his astonishing fighting spirit to break free from the shackles and become a god."

"At the last moment, he used his life to condense the chain and left behind this treasure."

"It has extremely powerful offensive power. As long as the will is strong enough, even divine weapons will be dimmed in front of it!"

"Kalanis, please pass this to Philena for me. This is a weapon I'm borrowing from her."

"She'll need it for her next plan."

Calanis grasped the chain and immediately sensed the heart-wrenching fighting spirit within it.

That was the condensed unyielding will of the ancient demigod throughout his life.

The eyes are a little complicated.

The adults are actually willing to lend such a treasure. Ms. Philena is so lucky.

Place your right hand on your chest and salute respectfully.

"Your will is above everything else!"

"Don't worry, I will take the chain back from him after the war."

Lear smiled and waved his hand.

"It's okay. This is my treasure. Even if a god comes, he can't take it away. I will take it back after the war is over."

"Yes"

After explaining this matter, they communicated for a while. After making sure that nothing was wrong, Lear closed the space rift without further ado.

The situation returned to calm.

Only Haggs was left at the outermost edge, still howling in pain. It was rare to make this wetland lizardman hero in such pain.

This transformation will not be that easy.

Lear waved his hand and returned to his territory with Haggs.

At the same time, he asked the farmer to replant the wheat. The tyrannical monarch, that bastard, destroyed a large area of ​​his farmland. He really deserved a beating.

On the other side, Karanis looked at the disappearing space crack, and her emotions gradually stabilized.

Holding the beating heart in one hand and the chain in the other, it felt incredibly warm.

It’s not that no one cares about her. The adults are always thinking about her.

And although the chain is precious, it is only loaned to Philena. The Lord has bestowed all the power of authority on her!

After calming down, the face under the mask regained its composure. He glanced at the battlefield where the fighting was still going on, and without stopping, turned around and returned to the rear.

He walked straight through the camps and arrived at the command center under the admiring gazes of countless injured and recuperating soldiers.

There was only an unpretentious three-story building here, and Calanis stepped in.

There were no guards or alerts at the door, and no need for announcements. She just walked in.

At this moment, an elegant, luxurious and mysterious figure, wearing a black long dress and with hair floating in the water, was standing in front of the wall, staring at the map.

He said nothing, but gave people a feeling of being pleasing to the eye and majestic.

Philena, the flower of the North, is the absolute commander of Loran City at this moment and the support of millions of people.

"Miss Calanis, did you just meet Lord Lear?"

Philena turned her head with a little curiosity and looked at the lady with a mask on her face, whose temperament made her admire her.

This is a pure warrior.

She thinks highly of Calanis.

Within the other person's frail body was a will she had never seen before.

As strong as steel, unshakable!
The power of some of the authority she controls is insignificant in her eyes.

Karanis was not surprised to hear this. In the city of Loran, nothing could be hidden from this lady with extraordinary skills and great ambitions.

He took a few steps forward, holding the fighting chain in both hands and handed it over.

"This is the treasure, the Fighting Will Chain, that the Lord ordered me to give you."

"It contains extremely shocking destructive power."

"My Lord, you may be able to use it."

Having said that, he couldn't help but speak again.

"The chain is your most precious treasure, and you never leave it. Come back after the battle."

Philena was stunned. She had never expected this to happen.

He subconsciously reached out to take the chain of fighting spirit, and the moment he held it, he felt the terrifying and shocking fighting spirit.

The eyes suddenly became bright and dazzling.

He turned his head to look at Karanis, who had a complicated expression on her face, and ripples appeared in his eyes.

Lord Lear has not forgotten her.

"Did Lord Lear say anything else?"

"My Lord said that if you need help, you can contact him directly."

The corners of Philena's mouth curled up slightly, and the arc was as bright as the starry sky.

He raised his head slightly, looking at the bloody sky outside the window, and subconsciously tightened the fighting chain in his hand.

This is already the biggest help. If she can't solve this problem, she will not have the face to be in charge of Loran City and guide the way forward for millions of people.

Sir Lear, I will not let you down.

Eyes gradually sharpen.

The God of Orcs starts with you!

Karanis watched Philena fall into silence, said nothing more, and turned and left silently.

But his steps were particularly firm.

You are strong, but I am not weak either.

The situation has changed drastically, and only by controlling stronger forces can we help adults.

This heart will be a stepping stone for her to reach the next level. As for whether it will succeed, she never has any doubts about it.

Her will will not be shaken by anything.

It was a long time since Karanis left before Philena was awakened by the sound of footsteps. She came to her senses and turned around to look.

Her personal maid, Jasmine, hurried into the room at this moment.

His face looked somewhat solemn.

"Your Highness, the orcs have gathered more and more high-level heroes, and there are more than 5 extraordinary ones."

“Do we need to put the plan on hold?”

Philena had a faint smile on her face.

"No, proceed as normal."

"But we lack a blade that can kill the Orc God!"

Jasmine's tone was heavy.

"Ordinary weapons cannot kill gods. Even semi-divine weapons are far from enough. The body of a god is immune to most damage. Moreover, there are so many high-level orcs that it is easy to ruin the plan."

Philena slowly spread out her hands, revealing the moss-colored chain in the air.

"Weapons. Now we have them."

Jasmine was stunned for a moment and looked down subconsciously.

The terrifying fighting spirit penetrated directly into her soul, as if to completely obliterate her.

He was startled and took a few steps back, bumping into a stool beside him before he came to his senses.

The tone was trembling.

"Your Highness, is this treasure the treasure of the city lord?!"

There is no need for any verbal description. Just the moment you see the chain of fighting spirit, you can know how extraordinary it is.

Philena shook her head with a smile in her eyes.

"There is no treasure like this in my father's treasury."

"Then this is"

"Lord Lear lent it to me."

After saying this, the corners of his mouth curled up again and his eyes lit up.

Jasmine's face was filled with astonishment and shock.

I never expected that Philena would say Lear's name. I stared blankly at the terrible chain of fighting spirit and stammered.

"Sir Lear, how could there be such a thing?"

Treasures of this level have been traded for a thousand years, and more than ten extraordinary people have been produced, but even the city of Luolan cannot find one.

The boy who lived in the slums half a year ago gave it to them when they needed it most.
This transformation and contrast was so great that it felt unreal to her and was far more shocking than the last time when the other party rode a level 15 mount.

When she left, Jasmine was still a little confused and had no idea how to describe her inner feelings.

In the end, I can only marvel that the person who is highly regarded by His Highness must be extraordinary.

The boy whom she once looked down upon has now grown to a height that is beyond her reach.

Thinking about how I once doubted and questioned whether the other party was qualified for His Highness's attention, I suddenly felt ashamed.

Who does she think she is to question His Highness and doubt that young man?
After Lear returned to his territory, he placed Haggs in the barracks and had the cold-blooded cavalry protect him.

Judging from the other party's transformation speed, it may take several days to complete.

But he also looked forward to seeing how much of an improvement Hags would get the next time he woke up.

He still has a lot of affection for this hero who has been following him since the very beginning.

Constantly making it stronger brings a kind of joy of nurturing, just like the joy of growing and developing crops.

After finishing his work, he suddenly thought of the heavy crossbows that were previously placed in the gray dwarf's treasure house.

He immediately called Bain to question him.

The Swampman Hero said with great delight.

"Your Majesty, those heavy crossbows have been sent to the blacksmith shop for repair and will be installed tomorrow."

These heavy crossbows snatched from the gray dwarves are all 4-star level!

Lear nodded.

As the territory expands, the city walls become wider and wider. Although the ancient tree guardians are fierce, more city defense weapons are definitely not a bad thing.

After thinking about it, he became interested and walked towards the blacksmith shop.

A few days ago, based on intelligence tips, he sent the Rhino people to bring back a new batch of Frye people.

With the addition of new manpower, the blacksmith shop now runs more smoothly.

However, he has not yet removed the curse from these Frye people, but he can do it now.

Arriving at the blacksmith shop, Lear looked around and nodded with satisfaction.

The blacksmith shop expanded from the original 1 building to the next 5 buildings, and 5 more buildings were added recently.

There are now a total of 10 buildings in this area, forming a building complex.

It covers a large area and is currently the most lively area in the territory, as well as the core artery of the territory.

Li Ermai stepped into the house. The starry vines absorbed the heat from forging, and it was not stuffy at the moment.

When they saw the stranger coming in, some Frye people who were obviously newcomers immediately looked at him curiously.

Although I don't know his identity, I can feel a sense of majesty coming from him, awe-inspiring without even being angry.

Seeing their actions, their companions immediately pulled them back.

whispered.

"This is His Majesty!"

The tone was crazy and excited.

The Frye people were startled and quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at him.

"I salute you, Your Majesty."

Inside the blacksmith shop, everyone knelt on the ground in unison, their eyes filled with heat.

This is the great swamp god, their protector, the immortal of their faith, and the guide who brings them future and hope!
Lear nodded slightly.

"Where's Bryn?"

"Lord Brin is inside."

A Frye man immediately came forward and respectfully led Lear into the inner room.

Li Er followed and came to a room in another building.

Ding Ding Dang Dang~
Before I got close, I could hear the sound of wrought iron striking, each sound clear and pleasant to the ear.

The Frye man in front pushed open the closed door, and a wave of heat immediately rushed out.

Can smell the burning flames.

Li Er stepped in and turned around to look. There was only one stove in the room, which was as tall as a person and as wide as three people could hug together.

A deep blue flame burned in the middle.

At this moment, Brin, the leader of the Frye people, was bare-chested, holding a heavy hammer as thick as a head and constantly hitting the red-hot iron embryo on the table.

Each strike would create a large shower of sparks.

The other party had been completely absorbed in his thoughts, and was not awakened until he arrived close to him.

Turning around, the face that was originally a little angry was suddenly filled with surprise when he saw that it was Lear.

"Your Majesty!"

Only at this moment did Lear see clearly that there was an inscription filled with a burning breath on the heart of the shirtless Brin.

It looks as if it was born naturally.

The surrounding magical energy constantly circulated around the inscription, mysterious and unique.

Just as I was about to ask, I heard Brin speak loudly.

"Your Majesty, do you need to forge a divine weapon?!" (End of this chapter)