Swamp Lord: I have an intelligence system.

After assigning Tulos the task, the vampire god immediately accepted.

The other party then proposed to bring the vampires to the Abyss as well.

Lear readily agreed. Tulos currently only controls the power of blood, and has not yet condensed the power of the vampire clan.

In other words, it has not yet gained the approval of all vampires.

To become the god of one's race, the most basic requirement is to be recognized by the majority of one's own race.

Tulos was granted power by him, but to become the god of the race, he would need to take additional steps, but the other party had clearly already begun planning for it.

After offering a few words of encouragement, Lear sent all the tens of thousands of vampires he had left in the City of Dew to the Abyss.

He wanted these dark creatures to follow his master in battle, and he also hoped that they would soon become the god of the vampire race.

Having more authority undoubtedly means having more power and means.

By the time I finished all this, it was already the morning of the 5th.

Lear seemed to have thought of something and opened the intelligence system to take a look.

My gaze lingered on a piece of intelligence that was updated in November—

The Blood Lord Goresh will raise the Blood Moon on December 7th, and the Chaos Angels, a mythical race near the Sludge Belcher's Marsh, will become his target. At that time, the Sludge Belcher's Marsh will be affected by the battle between the two sides.

Chaos Angels, like Thunder Titans, are a race that existed since the beginning of creation.

The Chaos Angels are no less powerful than the Titans.

However, unlike the others, the one who commands the Chaos Angels is the former Archangel, now the Lord of the Fallen Angels—Ronadel.

After Ronnadel fell into the abyss, the Chaos Angels lost their greatest support and were met with suspicion, leading to their rapid decline.

It disappeared without a trace, just like the Titans, not long after.

Its reappearance now carries a thought-provoking meaning.

The Blood-Weeping Saint Lord—Goresh, a Grand Duke of the Abyss with moderate divine power, whose true form is a blood demon, possessing extremely formidable and ferocious combat strength.

Previously, we would have had to worry about this, but now, how much effort would it take to deal with a medium-level divine power?

His formidable strength is his greatest source of confidence!

Immediately, a high demon was dispatched to investigate the area where the Chaos Demon resided.

Those mythical beings remained silent after their arrival, more mysterious than the Titans.

Because it was hundreds of kilometers away, he wasn't interested in paying attention to it; he was too busy with other things to handle.

After making the arrangements, he thought for a moment and headed towards the alchemy workshop.

Upon arriving at the bustling buildings, Lear was somewhat surprised to find that the cluster of alchemy workshops had multiplied several times in just a few days, and at a rough glance, it had already approached a hundred buildings!
It covers an extremely large area.

The place was bustling with goblins coming and going.

I sensed that the number of goblins had exceeded 5.

It's an exaggeration.

Upon entering through the main gate, the goblins guarding the entrance immediately bowed with fervent eyes and then went to summon the ancient goblin god.

Upon seeing Lear, the ancient goblin god spoke in a trembling voice, not even having time to bow.

"Your Majesty, you have already broken through to become a powerful god?!"

Lear's ascension shines like the sun in the minds of all believers.

No one can ignore it.

As a deity, one can better appreciate the power of that aura.

Such immense divine power! He had only reached this level before his demise.

However, he was able to possess that power because he led the rise of the entire goblin community, which took millions of years!

The effort and energy required to reach this level are unimaginable to outsiders.

The excessively young man before them had not even reached the extraordinary level when they met.

Now he possesses mid-level powerful divine power?
This gave him an unacceptable sense of fantasy.

This is outrageous, unbelievable.

Compared to that, what are the millions of years he spent? The difference is so vast that it suffocates him.

But reality is so stark; the young man before us is so outstanding, so dazzling, so worthy of our utmost respect!

His head bowed again.

But deep down, I'm also glad I made that decision.

If he hadn't pledged allegiance early, by now, when the other party no longer cares, his value in Weilu City would probably have plummeted to rock bottom.

Fortunately, he made the right choice and followed the right person.

Lear nodded slowly.

"That's right, by sheer chance, I broke through to the middle level."

I won't go into too much detail here, let's get back to the main topic.

"I have a few things to tell you."

The ancient goblin god immediately straightened his chest and said with heartfelt admiration.

"Please give the order!"

Although he had long since pledged allegiance to Lear, he still harbored a certain pride as the former creator of the goblin glories.

But now, that pride has been ruthlessly shattered in the face of Lear's absolute power.

He is no longer the guide the goblins once were; he is merely a member of the swamp pantheon, a member of the city of Weilu, and not even ranked first among the swamp gods.

That being with the blood of an ancient god was far more powerful than he was now.
Sensing the change in the other party's attitude, Lear did not delve into it and said softly.

"The abyssal plane occupied by Tulos has a vast amount of ore, which can be used to produce alchemical magic puppets."

"Next, I will open a fixed passage leading to the abyss in the Swamp God Kingdom, which will be managed by the Alchemy Workshop."

"The first batch of ore will be delivered tomorrow. Get ready to receive it and see which ores need to be prioritized for mining."

The goblin god's eyes lit up.

This is a great thing!
The goblins were able to forge god-slaying mechanical golems because they obtained extremely precious metals from the abyss!
"In addition, the creation of the God-Slaying Magic Puppet can be started as soon as possible. Just tell me what resources you need, and I will try my best to meet them."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Having finished giving instructions, Lear continued.

"How much do you know about the Chaos Angel and the Bloodthirsty Lord? Number 7, that Abyss God will make a move against the Chaos Angel. At that time, it is very likely that the Swamp will be affected."

The ancient goblin god's expression was rather grim.

"The Blood-Weeping Holy Lord? That bastard is still alive?"

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, the goblins once ventured deep into the abyss during their most glorious period. On our first entry, we were attacked by an evil god and suffered heavy losses, delaying our entry for at least tens of thousands of years before we dared to set foot in the abyss a second time."

"The other party is the Blood-Weeping Saint Lord—his true form is a blood demon transformed from a low-level demon, somewhat similar to a vampire."

"The other side controls a terrifying legion of blood demons, capable of surrounding and killing weak gods."

"In terms of strength alone, the opponent can occupy a mid-level position in the Abyss."

"Not to be underestimated."

"I don't know much about Chaos Angels, but since they are a mythical race, their combat power goes without saying."

"I have heard a legend. The Chaos Angel wields the Holy Angel Sword that the Lord of Fallen Angels once used. That weapon was forged by the Creator God."

"Possesses immense power."

"When the Lord of Fallen Angels fell, the Holy Angel Sword was sealed away by the Creator God."

"The Blood-Weeping Saint Lord has always been very close to the Lord of Fallen Angels, and perhaps that's why the other party came here."

Holy Angel's Sword?

Just hearing the name Li Erguang is enough to sense the extraordinary nature of this weapon, which was forged by the creator god.

Judging from the goblin god's confident expression, the possibility of this weapon existing is not small.

In this situation, anything is possible. If we tell him another day that the Creator God has suddenly resurrected, he wouldn't be surprised.

I'm intrigued; I'll find out for myself when the time comes.

Without saying much at the moment, he inquired about the production status of the alchemical magic puppets.

The ancient goblin god gave a report on the situation over the past few days.

Two days ago, on December 3rd, the Vatican's Faith Department discovered a large gathering of goblins. In response, the Lord of the Bloodflies, who was stationed in the Crimson Flesh Land, opened a spatial rift and brought more than 12 goblins back to the City of Dew.

The ancient goblin god immediately enlightened them with wisdom.

This brought the number of workers in the alchemy workshop to over 5.

With a sufficient workforce, the vine fairies began to construct various buildings on a large scale to produce the various parts needed for alchemical magic puppets.

However, 50,000 people are far from enough to satisfy the Goblin Ancient God. This ancient being hopes to increase the number of goblins to more than 200,000!
At that time, the number of alchemical magic golems produced daily will be an astonishing figure, enough to meet the needs of the city of Weilu.

Lear was very satisfied with the ambitions of the ancient goblin gods, and fortunately, the city of Lewd was very unique, as the vine fairies could control the buildings to move outwards, so there was no need to worry about not having enough space.

This allowed the alchemy workshop to have ample space.

In addition to the buildings on the surface, the underground is also expanding on a large scale.

Even if attacked by enemies later on, they can still carry out high-intensity production underground.

"That's what the ancient goblin god said in the end."

"The first batch of extraordinary alchemical magic puppets will be finalized and put into production on December 20th."

"The Titan Heart you bestowed upon us is fully capable of producing a massive army of extraordinary mechanical golems."

"The God-Slaying Mechanical Puppet is now in production. The detailed manufacturing process and blueprints are all in my mind. The only problem now is the lack of materials."

Lear immediately perked up upon hearing this.

"List out the relevant materials, and I'll help you solve it!"

The ancient goblin god's face lit up with joy, and without hesitation, he immediately took out a list of the resources that were currently lacking from his bosom.

There are many metals on it that Lear has never even heard of, such as Lava Black Steel, Fire Crystal Gem, and Moonlight Blue Iron.
Although he hadn't seen the warehouse's detailed inventory list in a long time, he could tell from these names that this thing definitely didn't exist.

It wasn't a big deal, though; he might not have it, but others might. Lear immediately sent the request to Thunder Titan, the Night Elf capital, and Loran.

Managing territory isn't just about fighting and killing; the usefulness of these networks is now becoming apparent.

Soon, the three parties provided a response that surprised and delighted him.

The Thunder Titans can provide a large portion of these scarce materials, while the Night Elf capital city can provide a small portion.

It completely met his needs.

The city of Loran is unique in that it lacks these materials that have existed for millions of years. Ordinary resources are easy to obtain, but these rare and scarce resources are very difficult to collect and can only be accumulated little by little over a long period of time.

Loran City clearly does not yet possess the depth and heritage of a mythical race.

These supplies were delivered to the city of Weilu on the evening of the 5th.

The ancient goblin god was overjoyed upon receiving it and immediately went down to study it.

The other party patted his chest and assured Lear that the God-Slaying Mechanical Puppet would definitely appear in the skies above the City of Dew!
Lear didn't linger and left satisfied.

By noon on December 6th, Tulos also sent back good news from the abyss.

The enemy dispatched an entire squadron of vampires, carrying the first batch of ore back to the city of Weilu.

The alchemy workshop immediately became excited.

These ores are exactly what they desperately need, as they can greatly increase the attributes of alchemical magic golems!
In this way, all obstacles to the production of mechanical magic puppets have been cleared!
The Old God of Goblins was overjoyed and made a request to Lear, wanting to acquire more goblins.

The alchemy workshop needs a huge number of people!

Goblins are the perfect producers of alchemical magic technology!

Lear immediately made arrangements to intensify the search for goblins.

The fate lines are now completely messed up, and goblins, a race that nobody cares about, are easy to find.

His will was supreme, and once it was implemented, the Vatican's Congregation for Faith began to set up targeted keywords for missionary work.

Every day thereafter, thousands upon thousands of goblins were brought back to the City of Dew. The power of the alchemy workshops was greatly increased.

With the alchemy workshop operations completely on track, Lear felt much more relaxed.

It won't be long, one to two months, once the alchemy workshop's production line is figured out, production will explode!
Everything is worth looking forward to.

After finishing up here, I returned to the Swamp God Kingdom. Now that the God Kingdom has expanded to a diameter of 800 kilometers, it can be described as vast.

However, the only drawback is that there are only about 100,000 believers in God's country, which seems empty compared to the vast land.

We will need to expand our workforce further in the future.

However, the current situation is chaotic, and the possibility of war breaking out with other gods is almost 100%.

The divine kingdom has too many people; if a divine war breaks out, it will only make things worse for them.

The power of the gods can easily tear the earth apart and distort the void. Even the deepest parts of the earth are not safe.

These all need to be considered separately.

Lear didn't think much of it. The city of Weilu was already overflowing, so there was no rush to wait until the Kingdom of Gods was filled.

First, we set up some basic infrastructure, such as raising three-tailed pigs. Now the scale of raising three-tailed pigs has increased to tens of millions of heads.

A total of 7 people in the country are engaged in pig farming.

It can provide a massive amount of blood and flesh energy every month.

However, to his disappointment, although the three-tailed boar was enormous, the blood and flesh energy it contained was far less than that of a level ten or higher unit.

The current strategy is to compensate for quality with quantity.

Thinking of this, Lear's thoughts stirred slightly.

If we could upgrade it to a 1-star or 2-star magical life form, wouldn't the flesh and blood energy it provides immediately increase?
As a deity possessing the authority to conceive and give life, he could certainly try to ascend to the status of a three-tailed boar.

Lear shook his head, somewhat blinded by his own limited understanding.

After regaining his senses, he immediately went to the three-tailed pig farm with great interest.

Looking down from the sky.

This farm covers an extremely large area.

It was further subdivided, with a breeding base of over a million head, managed by three thousand people.

This area has a total of 20 breeding bases.

Only with such a large number can we guarantee that tens of millions of head of cattle will be slaughtered every month.

This is just the breeding farms within the country; including those in the silt and swamps, the monthly output can reach 1500 million head, which is truly exaggerated.

If so many could become magical beings, what would be there to worry about? Just raise pigs at home for a year or two, and you could directly generate tens or even hundreds of thousands of high-level armies.

It has great potential.

As Li Er pondered, he opened his attribute panel, his gaze lingering on the two powers: 10% Pregnancy and 5% Life.

It's unlikely that other authorities could cultivate magical life.

But when these two powers are combined, they possess boundless imagination.

After calming down, I went straight to a pigsty.

He stared intently at the thousands of pregnant three-tailed pigs inside.

Thoughts moved slightly.

They directly mobilized the power of the divine kingdom to seal off the surrounding area, thus isolating this region.

Outsiders cannot get close and will not be disturbed.

The group of three-tailed pigs seemed to sense something and immediately let out soft squeals.

Lear ignored it and, after dividing the space, directly activated the two powers of conception and life.

He channeled divine power into the bodies of these fat, big-eared pigs, which resembled little elephants.

With his senses fully activated, his mental energy seeped into the other person's blood and soul.

The three-tailed boar is simply a beast, devoid of intelligence and driven only by biological instincts; its soul is a jumbled mess.

His bloodline was ordinary, and his flaws were evident everywhere.

Such a bloodline is incapable of giving birth to extraordinary power.
As a powerful mid-level deity, his observation skills had reached their peak.

Ordinary creatures like the three-tailed boars were transparent to him, allowing him to observe them at will.

After a long time, as he gradually figured out the issue of the other party's bloodline, Lear's thoughts stirred slightly.

Try to invoke the power of conception and life to repair those bloodline defects.

Unexpectedly, the repairs went exceptionally smoothly.

The divine power could easily compensate for its flaws, and the two wielding powers provided a powerful life force as a backing, allowing the operation to proceed perfectly.
Lear was pleasantly surprised.

It actually works?!
This was the first time he had truly used the power of a mid-level divine being. Although he couldn't achieve the creator god's ability to create humans from nothingness, it was enough to prompt ordinary life to undergo transformation and perfection.

Three hours later, the three-tailed boars suddenly let out a loud roar, their bodies trembled, and their aura suddenly surged.

It directly broke through to become a 1-star magical life form.

Lear was overjoyed; it had really worked!
But he felt that it could be further optimized, so he immediately mobilized the power of his authority to make repairs.

Two hours later, the three-tailed boar was promoted to 2 stars, and then—a 3-star magical life form.

Lear only slowly stopped at this moment.

He could still fix it and upgrade it to 4 stars, but it's unnecessary.

Three stars is a threshold, but the bloodline of a four-star magical life form is not so simple. According to his estimate, it will take at least half a month.

He doesn't have that much time to waste here.

Moreover, the higher the level, the more difficult it is to raise. Without changing the way you raise them, 3 stars is the critical point.

Once you reach 4 stars, it will be impossible to feed them that many.

Looking at the thousands of three-star level three-tailed boars in front of him, Lear was in a great mood.

Once all of them are replaced, there will be no need to worry about the flesh and blood energy in hand. It will be enough even for large-scale cultivation of extraordinary beings!
The power of such a mighty god is indeed extraordinary.

However, a thousand is still too few. We need to increase the initial number so that they can reproduce quickly later.

Without hesitation, they removed this space and then enveloped the entire pig farm.

With over a million pigs, the number is enormous.

Lear did not promote them all, but instead selected three pregnant pigs—a total of 20.

He mobilized the power of the divine kingdom, fully utilizing the authority of creation and life.

With previous experience, it is now easier to operate. The only difference is that the energy consumption is hundreds or thousands of times that of before.

However, as a powerful mid-level deity, coupled with an 800-kilometer-long divine kingdom, it is more than capable of consuming such power!
Ten hours later, it was the early morning of the 7th.

Two hundred thousand three-star level three-tailed pigs were born into the world.

Feeling the aura emanating from them, Lear was in a very good mood.

This is absolutely a landmark transformation!

From now on, you can rest easy!
Moreover, life cultivated in this way retains a chaotic soul, devoid of wisdom, possessing only primal instincts.

There is no need to change the breeding environment; all the facilities that have been set up can continue to be used.

After completing the promotion, the three pigs suddenly twitched their bodies, and the staff around them realized that the pigs had begun to give birth. They immediately started shouting and busying themselves.

On average, each three-tailed pig can produce 15 piglets, so these 20 pigs can produce more than three million offspring.
Two months later, these adults will be able to reproduce.

In other words, it only takes two months to replace all the three-tailed pigs on the site with three-star pigs.

Lear was in a great mood.

He immediately summoned the person in charge of the farm and, under the other party's fervent gaze, explained the matter of replacing the three pigs.

This is directly related to promotion in the military!
Just as I finished doing this, the call of the Great Demon suddenly echoed in my mind. The Blood Lord's attack on the Chaos Angels has begun!

Lear's eyes lit up, and he immediately returned to the city of Slightly Dew.

He was very curious about the Holy Angel Sword, this treasure.

I wonder if it really exists? If it does, then it should rightfully belong to him. The capable should own it, hehehe. (End of Chapter)