Swamp Lord: I have an intelligence system.

After the war, the swamp returned to peace, with only the striking traces on the city walls revealing what had happened before.

Lear looked at the devastated battlefield with an indifferent expression.

Although the number of the Dark Raven Lord's corrupted army is not small, their quality is far inferior to that of the City of Wisdom.

If the Lord of Dark Crows had not taken action, he would not have needed to get involved.

After realizing this, there was no point in continuing the war. The enemy was not strong enough and could not detect the limits of the City of Witness.

It’s a pity for the hundreds of thousands of corpses, which have been contaminated by the erosion of the power of the Dark Crows and can no longer be used to cultivate cold-blooded cavalry.

The power of the Dark Crow is extremely evil and strange, and it is difficult to eradicate it by ordinary means.

Li Er thought about it, moved his mind slightly, and directly controlled the swamp, gathering the corpses together, then opened a space crack under the swamp and transferred all of them to the swamp kingdom of God.

The next moment, the scarlet rotten flesh ground gurgled and bubbled, swallowing up all the corpses and beginning to digest their flesh and blood energy.

The evil aura of the Dark Raven Lord began to overflow, but was instantly wiped out by the supreme rules.

In the kingdom of God, swamp rules are supreme.

No matter how evil the energy is, it cannot cause any waves.

As hundreds of thousands of corpses dissolved into thin air, the Crimson Carrion Land's energy reserves soared.

The power of the Dark Crow was also forcibly annihilated by the Kingdom of God, leaving no hidden danger.

After doing all this, Lear felt a little better.

He had intelligence tips for this battle, so he took proper precautions and didn't lose anything. Instead, he suddenly gained a rich wave of flesh and blood energy, which was considered a small profit.

After doing all this, Li Er suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and looked towards the bronze throne where the Raven Lord sat in front of him.

At this moment, the large bronze throne fell into the swamp, and most of it sank into the ground.

But one can feel that the aura emanating from this thing is quite extraordinary.

Looking carefully, its attribute panel appeared in my mind.

Bronze Throne
Level: Semi-artifact
Features: The throne made of the bones of the Abyss Bronze Dragon can carry a portion of the power of the gods. Divine power or a portion of the soul's will can be input into it and stored temporarily. When needed, this power can be bestowed on the person sitting on the bronze throne.

Evaluation: The Abyss Bronze Dragon is born as a demigod. After becoming an old dragon, it will be promoted to a weak divine spirit, which is extremely powerful. This throne is made of the bones of an old bronze dragon.

Lear's eyes lit up.

My goodness, this thing is actually a semi-artifact? ! !
No wonder the Raven Lord had to bring him along, not just to show off.

Moreover, its characteristics are also very special. It does not bring any improvement to him personally, but if used well, it can definitely have a significant effect.

It can be placed in some important place. Once a critical moment comes and he cannot return in time, it will be the ultimate trump card.

Or it can be used to set traps, so that outsiders cannot sense the presence of powerful enemies, and then use the trap to kill them after they come in. Just think about it and you will feel that it has many uses. It all depends on how to develop it.

At worst, you can be like the Raven Lord and have someone carry you around on his back.

Take it, take it.

Before long, a huge bronze throne quietly appeared in the city hall.

This made the staff's eyes shine.
The next day, early morning of May 5, the city of Wei Lu was peaceful.

The victory in repelling the Dark Crow Army boosted the morale of the residents, production in the underground city was in full swing, and the army was resting and on standby on the surface.

After Lear woke up, he thought about yesterday's battle and felt uneasy.

Although the threat of the Raven Lord has been suppressed, the name of the tyrannical monarch still lingers.

This evil god of the abyss, whose 40% of tyrannical power was taken away by Kalanis, will never give up.

The "tyrannical monarch's advice to my lord" that the Dark Raven Lord said before his death was like a thorn that pierced his flesh.

If there is a chance, it is better to eliminate this guy as soon as possible.

Long nights and many dreams.

The two sides have already been mortal enemies, and there is no chance of easing the situation.

But hunting a god is not that easy. Maybe it's time to meet the goddess of doom again.

This giant, who has lived from the beginning of the world to the present and has killed dozens of gods with his own hands, has rich experience in hunting gods.

At this moment, a violent vibration came from the original plane.

Lear's heart moved and his eyes became extremely solemn.

Catanaro Moves!!
With a frown on his face, he sank his consciousness into the original plane and possessed the body of Catanaro's Night Hunter.

His vision suddenly changed, and he appeared on the wall of Catanaro.

The scene before him made his heart sink. A blood-red cloud slowly condensed, exuding a strong aura of tyranny.

A low roar came from the clouds, as if countless angry souls were howling.

It makes one's heart tremble.

The space around was constantly torn apart, and countless bloody figures emerged from it.

It is three meters tall, holding a spear burning with the flames of the abyss, its body is covered with spikes, it has a single horn on its head, and its eyes are bloodshot.

The muscles on his body looked as ferocious as if they were forged from steel bars.

Abyssal creature - Tyrannical Demon!

Lear's eyes were cold.

Tyrannical monarch!!
What you say will come true!
This evil god not only took action in the main plane, but also stabbed him in the original plane!

The level of the tyrannical demons has all reached level 15, and they are obviously the sharp blades carefully selected by the tyrannical monarch.

Lear quickly sensed that the rules of the original plane were distorted by a strange force. The tyrannical monarch used the power of the abyss to forcibly tear open the gap in the rules, allowing the army to invade.

"Human Lords... lowly reptiles"

Suddenly, the tyrannical monarch's low and angry voice came from the sky, filled with endless hatred.

"You think you can live peacefully after stealing my authority?!"

"I will make everything you have vanish, I will make your city flow like a river of blood, and I will make your fools wail in despair!"

Lear's eyes were cold.

He glanced around.

On the 40-meter vine wall of Catanaro, the sect knights and cold-blooded cavalry quickly gathered, the night hunters pulled the bowstrings, and the wetland angels in the back flapped their wings and took off, ready to fight.

"just you?!"

The tyrannical monarch in the blood mist suddenly became furious.

"Bastard, I will rip your soul out and whip it for a million years!"

The power was taken away, what kind of deep hatred is this? !

What made him even more angry was that when Karanis obtained his heart, he personally took action and actually had one of his arms cut off!
The tyrannical power controlled by the other party has reached 40%!
This made him feel fear and panic that the situation was getting out of control.

He had a vague feeling that the human warrior could really take away all his authority!

The other party's determination and terror were something he had never heard of or seen before. It was simply terrifying.

He thought of asking for help, and the promise of the Lord of Dark Raven seemed to him like he had found a life-saving straw.
As soon as he finished speaking, the demon army that emerged from the space rift suddenly accelerated and pounced on Catanaro.

Under the city wall, Ishani rushed up the wall riding a swamp giant horned deer.

She looked up at Li Er and said hurriedly, "Your Majesty, a large number of low-level demons have poured into the Longthorn Mountains and are slaughtering the villagers. Although those demons are not high-level, there are too many of them for us to eliminate them!"

Li Er's eyes turned cold, and his mind instantly mobilized the divine nature.

Countless shouts and prayers rang out.

Entering one of the strongest powers of faith, I vaguely saw a village in the distance on fire, demons raging like locusts, corpses of villagers piled up into a mountain, and blood dyed the land red.

There are more than 300,000 villagers living in the Longthorn Mountains. These scattered ancient humans are the foundation of faith and the key to entering the original plane!
"Pass the order!" Li Er ordered in a deep voice, "All Catanaro believers retreat into the city and rely on the temple for defense. Mobilize the cold-blooded cavalry, night hunters and ancient tree guardians to fight against the demon army!"

He paused, then continued, "Gather the half-elf eagle knights and vampires, and immediately go to the Longthorn Mountains to rescue the villagers on the outskirts and bring them back to Catanaro!"

"Let the army of the Undead Plane return immediately! Scarlet Wasp, Grave Guard, join the war immediately and bring back all the ancient humans you see!"

"Yes!"

Ishani immediately obeyed the order, turned around and left with a solemn and serious look.

The horn sounded in the city, and the believers retreated into the city under the guidance of the swamp banshees and hid in the buildings. The wetland angels withdrew their defense line and only guarded above the temple.

On the city wall, the cold-blooded cavalry and night hunters are ready to go, and the ancient tree warriors are climbing up with heavy steps to fight the enemy!
At the same time, the half-elf leader flew out of the entrance of the kingdom of God with tens of thousands of eagle knights, followed closely by the vampire army.

The two flying legions rushed towards the villages outside the Longthorn Mountains with great momentum, trying to bring the villagers back to Catanaro.

In a moment, a swarm of terrifying bees came into sight, accompanied by two thousand level 15 fearless graveyard guards who also rushed into the Longthorn Mountains.

The battle in Catanaro quickly intensified. A large number of Tyrannical Demons attacked the vine walls like a tide, burning spears stabbed out continuously, and the sharp thorns were torn apart, and the surface of the wall was soon covered with cracks.

The cold-blooded cavalry stood at the front line, wearing heavy armor and brandishing swords to meet the enemy. Every time the blade fell, it could suppress the tyrannical demon!
But there were too many demons to kill them all.

"Kill!" The roar of the cold-blooded cavalry resounded throughout the battlefield. The 20 squadrons of heavily armored soldiers were like a steel line of defense, firmly guarding the city wall.

Behind him, among the 30 squadrons of ancient treeman warriors, some climbed up the city wall to fight the enemy, while others fought against the tyrannical demons swooping down from the sky inside the city wall.

Once those level 15 demons approach, these extremely perverted soldiers will launch the most terrifying attacks!

When the branches are swung, even the city walls can be knocked down. Once the terrifying force hits Tyranny, his bones will be shattered and his flesh will burst in an instant.

The Night Hunter climbed onto the tree man's shoulders, holding a longbow, and each arrow accurately hit the Blood Rage Demon's vital points. The high-level soldiers of level 15 were no match for them.

He pulled the bow and arrow in his hand continuously, as accurately as a sniper rifle, and every shot would yield a reward.

Provide great support on the battlefield.

The tyrannical demon suffered huge losses.

Realizing this, the Tyrannoid stepped up its attack on the ancient treant warriors.

However, these tree people are least afraid of close combat, and instead frequently cause the Tyrannical Demons to suffer injuries.

But these demons did not come to destroy Catanaro, but to destroy the power in Lear's hands! !
Therefore, he attacked everything he saw, seeking only to kill, without thinking about anything else.

Due to different strategic objectives, the situation on the battlefield became strange, and the pressure on the city walls became greater and greater.

Seeing this, Lear's eyes became more serious.

There are too many Tyrannical Demons, and the intensity of this battle is more than ten times stronger than the army of the Raven Lord just now!

At this time, the Wetland Angel saw that the battle line was in a stalemate and forced his way into the battlefield.

This ultimate soldier flapped its wings and wielded its light blade to kill the demons, but enemies continued to pour out of the space rifts, filling every gap.

However, the power of the ultimate army still gave the enemy a great deterrent.

Keep the morale of the Wei Lu City army high.

The power of long-term operation was now displayed unscrupulously.

Only a war like this is worthy of testing his army.

Li Er's eyes swept towards the shadow of the tyrannical monarch in the mist. Although the evil god had not yet descended, its will was fully demonstrated through the tyrannical demon.

Each demon carries a tyrannical force that weakens the morale of the defenders. If not for the steadfastness of every warrior in the City of Wisdom, this alone would probably cause a rout.

At the same time, rescue operations were also underway in the outskirts of the Longthorn Mountains.

The half-elf Hippogryph Knight flew over a village and immediately discovered that it was being ravaged by demons below.

He snorted coldly.

The vine longbow fired a hail of arrows, nailing the demon to the ground.

At the same time, dive down and fall to the ground.

"Quick, get on the Hippogryph!"

The half-elf leader shouted and ordered his people to take the surviving villagers onto their mounts. The space on the back of the eagle horned beast was limited, and each could only carry two people at most, but tens of thousands of knights worked together to quickly take hundreds of villagers away from the battlefield.

However, the number of demons far exceeded expectations.

At some point, another Tyrannical Demon rushed over from a distance, roared and pounced on the Hippogryph, swung its sharp claws and tore several mounts and their riders into pieces.

The half-elf leader gritted his teeth and led the team to fight back personally, shooting through the enemy's head with a vine longbow, but his own casualties were also increasing.

"Your Majesty, there are more than 300,000 villagers in the Longthorn Mountains. They are too scattered for us to save them all!"

The half-elf leader reported through the soul connection, his tone anxious.

Lear frowned when he heard this.

Look at the tyrannical demon in the sky.

This is the source.

"Do your best!"

"Prioritize bringing back the villagers near Catanaro. I'll figure out the rest."

The villagers are the hope of the future and must not be slaughtered in large numbers.

With a slight movement of his mind, he began to contact several other armies. The half-elves were not at a high level and it was difficult for them to deal with the tyrannical demons, but the other armies were progressing very smoothly.

There are also tens of thousands of vampires, and they can transform into bats. They are not afraid of demons. Scarlet Wasps and Grave Guardians are even more so. Instead, they chase after Tyrannical Demons.

Rescued a large number of residents.

The external pressure caused something that Lear had not expected. The number of followers of the Swamp Cult was increasing at an exaggerated rate.

Under the threat of death, the villagers of Longthorn Mountains finally thought of the great swamp god.

They began to pray frantically, and the number of shallow believers increased in an exaggerated manner.

The situation of those who were rescued was even more exaggerated. They became devout believers in a short time.

From this perspective, this war doesn’t seem to be a blessing in disguise?

Lear's thoughts were a little strange.

But on the front battlefield, the pressure on the Catanaro Line continued to increase.

Although the cold-blooded cavalry was brave, they began to suffer casualties in the face of endless demons. The ancient tree people were fiercely besieged and also began to suffer losses.

The enemy didn't care whether or not to capture Catanaro; they were simply hunting down the fighting power of the City of Wisdom.

The shadow of the tyrannical monarch grinned in the clouds, his voice resounding through the sky.

"Reptile, your holy city will soon become ruins, and the blood of those fools will nourish my abyss! How long can you hold on?"

The swamp is the home turf of this human race. The other side controls the power of the swamp, so no matter how many troops they send there, they will be in vain.

I originally thought that the Lord of Dark Crows would be able to give the opponent a ruthless blow, but I didn't expect that he would still fail.

This made his fear even worse.

But he didn't expect that Lear actually came to the original plane!

As a god, he knows better than anyone the temptation this plane brings to gods. So, he will clip the wings of this bastard here, and then cooperate with the Lord of Dark Crows to deprive him of his authority!

The hatred in his heart made him almost desperate!

No one can stop him from killing this bastard, no one can stop him!! (End of this chapter)