Swamp Lord: I have an intelligence system.

Shortly after the demon army appeared, two other swamp banshees also underwent transformation.

Its potential was directly promoted to 4 stars, and its level jumped three times, soaring to level 15!
It is no exaggeration to say that in just a few hours, the Swamp Banshee completed a journey that she might not be able to complete in her lifetime.

This is the god, the being that controls the power of rules!
Countless people are willing to believe in evil gods even though they know that believing in them is like courting disaster, because evil gods are truly willing to grant them power.

Lear felt very happy watching this scene.

He also didn't expect that the swamp banshee could have this ability.

At this moment, a surprise came again. The aura of the great devil burst out and rose again.

With concentrated perception, the level has been raised from level 17 to level 18!
Upgraded two levels in a row!

If this was cultivated with flesh and blood, I don't know how much it would take. Now it has been promoted in such a short time, which makes me feel comfortable.

The evil gods are powerful, unlike the stingy gods of light.

At this moment, a low and hoarse voice, as if it had been thirsty for more than ten days, penetrated the Eye of the Abyss.

"Go, spread my light to the main plane! Make those humans submit to me!"

That weird accent makes people feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

The Lord of Heart-Eating, a god of weak divine power, the lord of the 57th plane of the Abyss.

Power, eating hearts, sacrifice, killing, blood.

Lear's eyes narrowed slightly.

After feeling the ambition in the evil god's tone, his expression became a little strange.

In the eyes of the Heart-Eater Lord, all the troops have firm faith in him.

This powerful army will surely be able to expand territory and enslave a large number of believers for him.

But the truth is, sorry, the Eye of the Abyss that you opened is in my kingdom of God.

Your army will also be under my command. It will be a thrilling battle.

Hahahahaha.
As the Heart Eater finished speaking, the Eye of the Abyss dimmed a little, and the dark power that surged out also returned to its previous state.

Obviously, transporting so many high-level troops at one time would cause considerable losses to the evil god.

Not to mention that he used divine power to promote the swamp banshee and several big demons.

To mobilize power across planes, the amount of divine power required is no small amount.

But this time, the Heart-Eating Lord has made up his mind to get a stepping stone for promotion from the main plane.

For an evil god who occupies an entire plane, this investment is nothing.

If necessary, he would even sacrifice the plane he occupies.

In the bottomless abyss, one's own strength is the eternal and unchanging foundation.

By becoming a weaker divine power, he has the confidence to occupy more territories.

His weak divine power was still too small in the abyss, so he didn't dare to easily leave his nest that he had managed for millions of years.

It's so hard to get an opportunity, and you can bet on anything, no matter how big the stakes are.

When the scarlet carrion land began to devour the power of the abyss again and the scene returned to calm.

After Li Er no longer sensed the breath of the Heart Eater, his mind moved slightly.

A faint scarlet mist rose up from all around, enveloping the entire demon army.

Blocking their perception and vision.

Although these demon armies temporarily obey the orders of the Swamp Banshee, they are still loyal to the Heart-Eater Lord.

If they knew that the swamp witch was not loyal, they would rebel without hesitation.

The souls of this demon army have long been branded with the mark of the Heart-Eater Lord.

No one can twist their will.

But this is not important. Lear did not want to subdue the other party. As long as he could command this power, that was enough.

Isn’t it true that a broken plane with a large number of level 18 creatures is about to appear?

As a loyal warrior of the Heart-Eating Lord, isn't it normal to fight a bloody battle with the enemy for the glory of God?
As for the regret of death, that was not within his consideration.

With this good start, Lear was very interested in the fat sheep, the Lord of Heart-Eating.

Have to consider how to pull it out.

The other party’s main goal is to gain faith in the main plane, which is easy.

Capture a group of creatures from outside and let the swamp banshees preach to them, wouldn't that bring them faith?

It's fair to get tens of thousands of believers as tribute in exchange for a chance to be promoted to extraordinary level, right?

In Lear's eyes, the Heart-Eating Lord has now become a great treasure.

Enjoy exploding gold coins!
Without the input of divine power, it would not be so easy for the big demon to break through the bottleneck and advance to level 19.

It is not realistic to simply absorb ordinary dark energy.

Li Er watched the field become quiet, and did not let them stay.

The same is true for the swamp banshees, emotions are the core of their promotion. After the Heart Eater no longer wants to seduce them, the emotions he provides fade.

He then took them back to the territory.

Those demon armies will temporarily stay in the Scarlet Carrion Land and await deployment.

It was already late at night when they returned to the territory. After a night's rest, Lear called Bain the next morning.

He explained in a solemn tone.

"Arrange it immediately and have Granny Green Grass plant the green dragons we obtained earlier. Don't delay."

"Also, I got news that a superhuman will sneak in on the evening of the 18th. There might be some noise, but there's no need to panic."

"A week from now, on the 22nd, a dimensional plane will open a passage near the swamp. There are a large number of level 18 creatures - winged demons - in it. The territory needs to be careful and guard against it."

"Also, on the 23rd, dozens of angels from the Lord of Dawn's angel army will approach the swamp. On that day, please make sure the residents are restrained and do not leave the territory."

Bane was shocked by this series of news.

Chaofan wants to dive into the swamp?
A space channel will appear near the territory in the dimensional plane, and there will be tens of thousands of level 18 creatures?
The last piece of information is even more exaggerated. The angel army of the Lord of Dawn will approach the swamp! !
This is going to be a big thing.

Bane's heart was trembling.

No matter which one it was, it made his scalp tingle.

He took a deep breath and spoke in a serious tone.

"Your Majesty, has something happened?"

Lear said slowly.

“The situation may change much faster than we expected, and the future has become unclear.”

As the collapse of the underground world approaches, tension and restlessness fill the air.

Now, no one knows what will happen in the future.

Bane took a deep breath.

"I understand!"

"The farmland we cultivate has already started to be harvested in batches. Next, we will be able to harvest two to three thousand acres every week. The food we obtain will be enough to support the development of the territory."

"In addition, I have arranged for the Vine Fairy to build a super-large grain storage warehouse, which is expected to extend 200 meters underground."

"By then, all this food can be stored."

Bain immediately grasped the crux of the problem.

Changes in the external situation are uncontrollable and cannot be changed by one's own will. All we can do is to be prepared in advance.

Food is the key among these.

The territory can lack anything except food.

After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment, organized his words, and continued.

"Your Majesty, we should also store some clean water. The current situation is unpredictable, and it is inevitable that the water source will dry up one day."

The swamp where he once lived dried up, so he was forced to flee and eventually became a slave.

This is not a problem now, but what about the future? No one can predict.
Lear's eyes moved slightly when he heard this.

This is something to consider.

In this fantasy world, the birth of water sources generally comes from a place where there is a rich gathering of water elements.

These water elements will condense into water droplets, and then begin to gradually attract more water elements until they become a water vein.

The water flows in all directions, and after accumulating tributaries, it gradually converges into large rivers or underground rivers.

Although the swamp is not short of water, it is not so easy to store it on a large scale. The best way is to directly obtain a water vein and place it in the kingdom of God.

Let it produce clean water continuously.

In this way, even if the situation outside changes drastically in the future, Weilu City will have sufficient water resources to support it.

However, it is not easy to obtain water veins. It is not as simple as moving water back.
"I'll figure out a way to deal with this matter."

"You arrange all the tasks in the territory. The more complicated the situation is, the more stability is needed."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"By the way, how are those barbarians being resettled?"

“Houses have been allocated, and personnel will be assigned to preach from today.”

“At the same time, they will also be allowed to participate in various tasks in the territory.”

"Okay, the two-headed ogres will be gradually separated from the production system in the future. You should focus on arranging barbarians to replace them."

"Yes"

"Is there anything else you want to report?"

"Nepenthes can already produce sugar on a large scale! But there is still a backlog and there is no place to process it for the time being."

Bain felt helpless when he said this.

The original plan was to use pitcher plant syrup to exchange for resources in Loran City, but now that the war has broken out, the trade channels have been cut off.

The original trading partners, the Night Shadow Clan and the barbarians, have all been annexed by the City of Dew.

There is no one left, so these good things are just stuck in our hands.

Lear said slowly.

"There's no rush. Let's store the sugar for now. When food is scarce, these are precious strategic materials."

Sugar is something that you can't tell whether is good or bad on a daily basis, and it seems to make no difference whether you have it or not.

But when food is scarce, this is a scarce item.

Intelligence has highlighted that the climate will change dramatically and food production will decrease massively.

What is being stored now is not sugar, but the lives of countless people in the future.

Bain responded immediately.

The two then discussed some government affairs, and when there was nothing else to do, Bain went downstairs to make arrangements.

The population of the territory is now increasing, and it cannot do without people, although the various departments of the city hall have been filled with a lot of staff.

But there is still something lacking, and Bain, the chief political officer, has to put more effort into his work.

Amid the busyness, night falls quickly.

Mal, who had not performed on stage for a long time, this level 16 swamp banshee brought two level 15 companions today to perform a new play, The Glory of the Swamp.

The content is not complicated. It describes the changes in life from the perspective of the residents of the City of Dew. Although it is not explicit, every aspect is promoting the greatness of the Swamp God.

After they were promoted, the performance was several times better than before, and even Lear was fascinated by it.

The ordinary audience was even more fascinated, and the barbarians were almost going to heaven.

I was totally immersed in the theatrical performance.

When the performance was over, many people seemed to have a fire burning in their chests, and silently followed the residents to the church.
After this drama, thousands of barbarians all became shallow believers.

Without exception.

This gave the barbarian chief Bettina a complicated expression.

She had a feeling that even if there were no external enemies attacking, the barbarian territory might naturally become a part of the City of Wei Lu.

Faith wins.

The bewitching ability of the swamp banshee became extremely exaggerated after obtaining the power of the Heart Eater. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as perverted.

Reusing the other party to preach is indeed the right choice that couldn't be more correct.

Lear was in a good mood.

The next day, number 16.

Today I have a key project to do——

Early in the morning, Lear personally led a squadron of cold-blooded cavalry and left the swamp in the morning.

60 kilometers northeast, a small group of exiled swamp banshees will pass by here with thousands of guards.

This is the goal of this trip.

And traveling with him were three swamp banshees.

Lear takes this arrest operation very seriously and doesn't want any mistakes to happen.

With this batch of swamp banshees in hand, the power in our hands will become more than sufficient.

Whether it is used to impart knowledge, perform special dramas, preach, or even cooperate with military battles, it can be arranged.

It's not like now, when the three swamp banshees are needed in all aspects and have to work in shifts 24 hours a day to handle the work.

Fortunately, these magical creatures feed on emotions and don't need much rest, otherwise they would be exhausted.

After arriving at the designated area, Lear saw that it was still early, so he waved his hand and aura surged out, directly covering the entire army.

The next moment, everyone's figures suddenly disappeared as if they were erased by an eraser.

Looking down from the sky, this area was nothing but dry land and weeds, with the rustling sound of the grass in the breeze.

Time passed little by little, and by noon, the sky covered by thick clouds became brighter and no longer so depressing.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves came from a distance.

The sound gradually approached, and the ground was shaking imperceptibly.

Soon, a group of soldiers riding unicorns and consisting of more than a dozen mixed races appeared in the wilderness.

Look at it intently.

Barbarians, gnolls, boarmen, tiger-headed people...all the common races in the wilderness can be seen among them.

Many races would even fight to the death when they met, but now they live together in harmony.

It looks a bit weird.

At the same time, a soft singing voice was lingering over the army.

Keep the morale of these mixed troops high at all times.

This somewhat strange line of troops was crossing a patch of low grass in front of them when they suddenly...

Rumble~
The earth shook violently, and the stones on the surface bounced up violently.

The gnoll leader who was leading the front was somewhat horrified to find that a group of Lizardman cavalry wearing heavy armor, with brutal and crazy momentum, suddenly appeared on the surface where there was only weeds.

"Enemy attack!!"

As soon as the warning sounded, the heavy cavalry was seen rushing towards them with extremely terrifying momentum like a mountain collapsing.

The earth seems to be trampled and collapsed!
The rumbling sound made the unicorn under the seat tremble and retreat.

Before the troops in front had time to line up, the Lizardman Cavalry had already rushed up to them.

The gnoll leader in the front raised the iron knife with a noticeable gap in his hand in fear to block.

But before he could swing it, a storm rushed over and smashed both the man and the horse into meat paste.

A bloody explosion occurred.

The scene became extremely exaggerated.

The Lizardmen heavy cavalry seemed to be galloping on flat ground, and the mixed army of thousands of people was unable to pose any obstacle to them from beginning to end.

Like walking on flat ground.

A fragment of limbs exploded.

The strong smell of blood covered the entire sky.

When the cold-blooded cavalry in the front stopped, the legion had disappeared without a trace, leaving only dozens of wild boar men standing alone in the sea of ​​blood.

At this time, the song was still lingering, barely preventing the wild boar people from collapsing and fleeing.
Lear appeared silently above the boar man and looked down.

I saw more than twenty figures who looked like human girls in the middle, looking around in panic.

His eyes lit up immediately.

More than 20 people?! They are going to make a fortune!
Three swamp banshees made him so happy, and these twenty plus... will definitely take off!! (End of this chapter)