Swamp Lord: I have an intelligence system.

The lava dragon is as high as level 23. Half a year ago, it could walk all over the Griffin Empire.

One wave of dragon breath can destroy most human cities.

Absolute top-level power, ordinary people are not even qualified to glimpse it.

But now, this ferocious creature can only become a tool for forging weapons in the City of Wei Lu.

This feeling gave Lear a strong sense of accomplishment.

The City of Wei Lu eventually reached a height that was unattainable for mortals.

I wonder what expressions the pioneer lords from the same batch as him would have when they learned about the current development of Wei Lu City?
It must be very exciting.

But unfortunately, most of them will never see this day.

Soon, Brin, the leader of the Frei people, found the correct way to use the lava dragon.

He used magic mercury mixed with refined gold, obsidian, and moonstone to create a huge furnace.

Able to withstand the burning breath of the lava dragon for a long time.

Then I saw a rather strange scene: a giant lava dragon with a super big round belly, as fat as an angry pufferfish, just lying lazily on the ground, with its ferocious mouth slightly open.

Call ~
As it breathed, dragon breath with terrifying high temperature spewed out and poured directly into the furnace.

The entire furnace suddenly lit up with hot light, like a new sun rising on the earth.

This unique furnace transforms the dragon's breath into even heat.

Putting ordinary steel into it is like putting ice and snow into a high-temperature furnace. A piece of ore can be turned into molten iron in just a few seconds.

It's an exaggeration.

And this is only the lowest output power of the lava dragon. If it were to go full throttle, it could even melt the furnace.

After two hours of testing, everyone in the blacksmith shop was ecstatic when they saw that the Lava Dragon could always maintain a stable output.

Brin was so excited that he immediately ordered to dismantle the original production line and start rebuilding around the lava dragon!

The originally tedious melting and refining process can omit most of the steps with the Lava Dragon!
It is easy to melt the ore and re-heat the semi-finished products, which greatly improves efficiency.

Finally, Brin made a report to Lear after doing the statistics. The blacksmith shop originally required tens of thousands of people to complete the output, but now only half the staff is needed.

In other words, productivity has doubled!

And the most important thing is that you only need to feed the other party 20,000 pigs every month, and the lava dragon's breath will be continuous.

This may be a pressure for other forces, but for the City of Weilu, which has a super-large pig farm with millions of pigs, it is not worth mentioning.

In this way, the blacksmith shop's monthly production of rock heavy armor can be increased to 4 sets!

This is still a conservative estimate.

At this production pace, ore consumption will become exaggerated and inventory will be insufficient.

After receiving the news, Lear couldn't help feeling a bit of happy trouble.

They had no choice but to continue sending troops out to search for mineral veins and to speed up the mining of existing veins.

Fortunately, the swamp that extended outward some time ago has integrated five common iron mines, and these veins can be mined quickly.

It can stabilize the inventory.

After finishing the work here, Li Er called the three flesh-slayers to ask about the undead plane.

Especially the melee among the undead gods.

Unexpectedly, this question resulted in an unexpected surprise, as the Flesh Slayer provided information that the Death Dragon did not know.

"Lord, I heard that the chaos among the gods of the dead was because the main god of the dead, the God of the Dead, suddenly fell into a deep sleep for some reason."

"But the Undead Gods were unwilling to miss the opportunity, so they joined forces to kill the other party while he was sleeping."

"The kingdom of the God of the Dead collapsed, his authority was shattered, his godhead was shattered, and he has fallen."

"And each undead god wanted to become the new ruler of the undead plane, so this war of gods broke out in order to fight for the inheritance."

"But so far, no one has mastered the power of the dead."

Lear's eyes narrowed slightly.

The God of the Dead is a resounding immortal legend. He is the oldest god in the plane of the dead and also the most powerful god.

In countless myths and legends, he plays the role of the ultimate villain.

It has survived several wars of the gods and remains unmoved.

Unexpectedly, at the very beginning of this great change, such an existence would fall first.

Moreover, there was no news from the outside world at all, which seemed a bit too clever.

"Ladina, what are your plans next?"

"The authority of the Lord of the Dead has been shattered in the war."

“I may be able to control part of it!”

The headless divine being's empty voice was filled with strong desire.

Although it was condensed from the essence of the gods, this essence has been exhausted after breaking through to the extraordinary level.

The promotion from level 20 to level 23 was entirely due to the many opportunities he gained by killing people in the undead plane.

If you want to be promoted to a level 24 demigod or even a level 25 god, you must take an unusual path.

Holding power is the easiest path, but it is also incredibly difficult.

It is not easy to snatch a piece of meat from the hands of the undead gods.

Before Li Er could respond, a prompt suddenly popped up on the intelligence system.

[The Flesh Slayer-Ladina reported to you the secret movements of the Undead Plane. You obtained a new piece of information-the God of the Undead was attacked and killed by the Lord of the Dark Crow and the evil gods, causing him to be seriously injured and on the verge of death. He was then attacked by the gods of the Undead Plane and completely fell.]

[During the time of the God of the Dead, authority was scattered throughout the Undead Plane. By sacrificing millions of souls, one can obtain the easiest 2% of Undead authority.]

The moment Lear saw the information pop up, his expression became quite interesting.

Wow, I didn’t expect that there were so many things hidden behind the fall of the God of the Dead.

The ancient evil god - the Lord of Dark Crows actually teamed up with the evil gods to launch a surprise attack on the God of the Dead.

But what’s interesting is that the God of the Dead did not die at the hands of foreign enemies, but was eaten by his companions in the undead plane.

There is a kind of absurd black humor.

But when I think about it, it seems inexplicably reasonable since it's the undead.

Seeing the latter part, I felt refreshed.

Is it so easy to obtain this 2% of undead power?
This is extremely good news!!

In the main plane, it is quite difficult to sacrifice millions of souls.

But the undead plane can produce hundreds of thousands of troops in a few months, isn’t it a piece of cake for millions of souls?
After calming down, he looked at the flesh-slayer with burning eyes.

"The God of the Dead was attacked by the Lord of Dark Crows and the evil gods, and fell into a deep sleep."

"Maybe there will be changes later, so you need to be careful."

"In addition, by sacrificing a million souls, we can control a portion of the power of the dead."

"You must return to the Undead Plane immediately, declare war, and harvest souls!"

The Flesh Slayer shuddered, his body suddenly bending.

The great Lord is still so amazing that he even has such information!
The two-headed ogre chieftain looked at the flesh-slayer with envy.

By holding some power, the possibility of becoming a god in the future will be greatly increased.

Unfortunately, he had just been promoted to the extraordinary level and still had a long way to go before he could hold power.

Moreover, the power of the undead is not suitable for him.

He is a two-headed ogre with flesh and blood. Even if he has been transformed by the ancient goblin god and gained some mechanical limbs, he has nothing to do with the undead.

Unless he is willing to turn himself into a ghost
Bettina looked at Lear with burning eyes, her mood constantly fluctuating.

There are indeed endless opportunities in the Undead Plane.
Although death may occur at any time, the higher the risk, the greater the reward. If you are unwilling to take any risks, how can you enjoy the sweetest fruits?
As long as she works hard enough and shows her true value, she firmly believes that His Majesty will not forget her.

Li Er said nothing more and asked the three to return to the plane of the dead immediately. Compared to power, nothing else matters.

Although he could directly enter the undead plane to help the Flesh Slayer, it would be easy for the alien gods to be discovered if they entered.

The undead gods there are more ferocious than each other, and they will not be scared even if the goddess of doom comes.

He can maximize his value only by staying behind the scenes.

The three Flesh Slayers immediately returned to the City of Death, and then this divine life immediately summoned the army and marched out directly to launch an annihilation campaign against the large forces nearby.

But a mere million souls can be accumulated in a few battles.
The plane of the dead is both close and far away from the City of Wisdom. It is close enough that one can enter it at any time, yet far away enough that no matter what happens inside, it seems unlikely to have an impact on the swamp.

Time flies, it's June 6th.

The blacksmith shop has made a second improvement to the furnace, with a unique structure that can provide two hundred forging positions at the same time.

It allows the Frye people to use the furnace for casting at any time.

And a series of processes such as smelting ore, refining refined iron, etc. were reorganized after the lava dragon joined.

The improved production efficiency is gradually beginning to show.

However, as expected, it may take a week of adaptation before production capacity can be released.

And with the addition of the lava dragon, the impact will continue to expand.

It’s not just about improving production efficiency.

More high-level castings can also be tried.

What can't you do with a nearly endless source of power?

Delicious.

While we were busy here, a new piece of information suddenly came from the original plane. The excavation of the God of Slaughter had made significant progress.

Lear immediately perked up.

The excavation of the deity's body has been ongoing over the past few days.

But no one knows how deep the god is buried underground, and what we are digging now is just the surface soil.

Moreover, the opponent's blood has completely soaked the soil. The deeper they dig, the more difficult it becomes.

The strong desire to kill makes cavemen, who are naturally timid and fearful, become extremely manic and angry after digging for a period of time.

They may even attack their companions without warning.

This significantly reduced the speed of excavation.

There wasn't much progress for a few days.

It was a rare moment of news. With a slight movement of his mind, he immediately broke away from the vine body and possessed the body of a familiar night hunter.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a mountain range reflected in my sight.

Looking into the distance, thousands of meters away, a large number of cave dwellers were digging a dark red mountain.

At this time, they had dug halfway up the mountain.

The excavated soil will be transported away by the bubble beasts in the sky.

Looking at the distant horizon, you can also see the Crowned Hippogriff Knights patrolling intensively, isolating themselves from outside prying eyes.

Lear withdrew his gaze and turned to look to his side, where Ishani was.

Sensing the huge change in his momentum, the night elf leader immediately held his hand to his chest and bowed.

"Your Majesty!"

Lear nodded.

"What did you find?"

Ishani said in a deep voice after she stood up.

"The cave dwellers ahead sent back information. They just dug up an arm."

"Although the aura it emits is mild, anyone who gets close to it will instantly go crazy and cannot be saved."

Found an arm?
Li immediately became interested.

"Take me to see it!"

Ishani responded immediately and waved her hand. The two crowned eagle-horned beasts in front spread their wings, landed on the ground, and crawled on the ground.

Lear doesn't have many mounts, but each one is very fierce. They are just bird mounts, nothing special.

He flipped over and flew forward with Ishani.

A distance of a thousand meters is covered in just a moment.

It doesn't seem like anything from a distance, but when you get closer you can immediately feel a terrifying atmosphere in the air.

A strong desire to kill surged in Lear's heart, as if he wanted to slaughter all the lives around him!
But the moment he sensed that strange emotion, he took a deep breath and his eyes regained clarity.

A god who has been dead for who knows how long, but still has some power left.

At this time, the busy cavemen were unaware of this and were still digging the soil.

But everyone's expressions were a little dull, and it was obvious that something was wrong.

Ishani saw the confusion in Lir's eyes and explained.

"Your Majesty, the cave dwellers are unable to resist the temptation of the God of Slaughter, so the swamp banshees will use their singing to confuse their souls outside, allowing them to work for a short period of time."

Good man, fighting fire with fire, right?

As long as I have bewitched you first, you can no longer bewitch me.

Lear was amazed.

"But doing so requires leaving the field every two hours for a new round of replacement."

"Although it is a bit cumbersome, this is the lowest-risk approach we have found so far."

Lear nodded.

"Nice job. Where's that arm?"

Ishani pointed to a corner where no one approached, where the dark red soil was piled up into a small hill, but Bubble Beast did not clean it up.

The cave dwellers around were even walking around, making the place seem particularly quiet in the busy construction site.

"Look, it's over there."

Li'er waved his hand and asked Isani to wait there. He turned over and got off the crowned eagle-horned beast and walked forward.

Stepping on the dark red soil, one can clearly sense strands of extremely unique energy attached to it.

That is the breath emitted by the God of Killing. Once one is contaminated by it, he or she will be controlled by the inner desire for killing and become a monster that only knows how to kill.

And killing can provide the God of Killing with the nourishment he needs.

There is a massacre of tens of thousands of people going on nearby. Maybe the God of Slaughter can come back from death.

Immortal beings who hold power possess powers that are unimaginable to mortals.

Lear walked out of the messy soft ground and arrived at his goal.

Standing on the dark red soil pile and looking down.

At this time, a pale broken arm was half exposed from the soil, while the other side was still buried underground.

You can see that the broken arm is disconnected from the shoulder.

And surprisingly, the aura it exudes is not that of the God of Slaughter, but a new existence.

After concentrating for a moment, a word popped up in my mind: Lord of Madness!

This arm is the arm of an evil god!

Lear immediately felt a strong curiosity in his heart.

Keep your eyes fixed on the ground.

Could it be that buried underneath is more than just the God of Slaughter himself?
And the enemies who fought him and killed him?
Thinking of this, my heartbeat quickened a little. If this is true, I feel like I will make a fortune. (End of this chapter)