Saint Laurent Prison Warden

Chapter 185 Deification
Go to Shachima Country...

Richard thought carefully for a while and shook his head firmly.

“Odyssey, I also hope that you can recover your full strength, but I’m sorry, I can’t meet your request.

When dealing with the Shaqima Kingdom, the wizards of the Silver City had thrown war magic and forbidden spells into many places in the Shaqima Kingdom. Those terrible elemental disturbances still remain in the Shaqima Kingdom.

Nowadays, Shaqima Country has long been a restricted area. Not to mention me, even many professional archaeological teams with legendary magicians dare not approach Shaqima Country. "

“I know it’s difficult, but the things in Shachima Country are really important to me.

I am not asking you to go to Shachima Country in a short period of time. What I mean is that you should go to Shachima Country when you are strong enough and have the opportunity.

I am a god with an infinite life span, and I am not in a hurry."

Richard stroked his chin, lost in thought.

"If that's the case, then I can consider it."

Seeing Richard seemed to be interested, Odyssey immediately said:
"Warden, although my power is weak now, I still have some special abilities. Currently we only have one special skill, but this one ability is extremely powerful!"

"Huh?" Richard was a little surprised.

"I call this special ability [Apotheosis]." Odysseus said proudly: "The gods soar in the sky, and there are gods walking on the earth."

……

In the northern part of the Great Swamp, there hides an ancient and powerful creature - the Crustacean Swamp Crocodile. These behemoths are the undisputed overlords of the northern swamp.

The body of the Marsh Crocodile is covered with a thick dark green carapace, just like a turtle's shell.

The outer edge of the carapace is also covered with spiky scales, which over the years have become covered with a thin layer of silt and algae, providing them with a natural camouflage that makes them almost undetectable in turbid waters.

Their tiny eyes hidden in their shells are small and deep, flashing a cold light, and can accurately capture every move of their prey even in the dimmest environment.

The head of the Marsh Crocodile is broad and flat, covered with sharp fangs, especially the two pairs of huge canine teeth in the lower jaw, which are like the sickle of death and can easily tear apart any prey that dares to approach. When they open their huge mouths, not only the terrifying teeth are exposed, but also the pink flesh inside the mouth full of wrinkles and barbs. They can easily bite through even the hard deer.

In terms of body, the Marsh Crocodile has an extremely strong trunk and limbs and a huge tail. The tail is their important weapon and propeller. It can be used to balance the body, generate strong thrust when hunting, drag the prey into the water instantly, and support them to move flexibly in the water. Although they move relatively slowly on land, once they enter the water, they become agile hunters.

In the waters where these giants live, there are no creatures that can compete with them. All creatures living near the crustacean crocodiles are food that they intentionally release.

The long period of comfortable life makes it easy for the Marsh Crocodile to ignore the threats around it.

A swamp crocodile lay lazily in the mud with its mouth wide open. Several gray birds jumped in and out of its mouth, helping it clean out the food residue.

At this moment, a fishman poked his head out from the swamp weeds not far from the crusted swamp crocodile, then retracted it.

Mohammed patted the fishman's head, pointed at the distant Marsh Crocodile and secreted pheromones. The order given by Mohammed was very clear.

Go! Go over and challenge!

The fishman was just a little bit stupid, not foolish. He shook his head frantically, using the smell to indicate that there was a huge size gap between him and the Carapace Swamp Crocodile, and he couldn't beat it at all.

But Mohammed ignored the fishman's pleas for mercy. He pushed the fishman hard, pointed at the swamp crocodile in the distance and said, "Go, kill it and drag it back to make a barbecued turtle. You didn't go last time I asked you to go, so you can't hide back this time."

"Jiligurulu" the fishman was very anxious and screamed.

But Mohammed kicked it with a flying kick, bringing it near the Marsh Crocodile.

Just as the murloc was screaming in panic, a ball of red living metal climbed up along the murloc's feet and quickly covered his body.

Gulu!

The Marsh Crocodile glanced at the fishman next to it and continued to bask in the sun with its mouth open as if nothing had happened.

In the eyes of the powerful Marsh Crocodile, this fishman was too weak. He was so weak that he couldn't even get into its eyes, and even the action of eating him was too troublesome.

But it didn't expect that this fishman, whom it didn't take seriously, was so bold as to circle around and go behind it.

The fishman wandered around for a while, trying to escape from behind the Marsh Crocodile before the Crocodile attacked him.

But every time it wanted to get away from the Marsh Crocodile, an inexplicable courage would surge in its heart, pushing it to turn back to the Marsh Crocodile.

Finally, the fishman walked behind the swamp crocodile. He closed his eyes, raised the spear in his hand high, and stabbed the swamp crocodile fiercely!
Chi!

A strange sound was heard, and the spear in the fishman's hand pierced the tail of the crusted swamp crocodile.

The sturdy scales on the armored swamp crocodile's tail completely blocked the attack of the spear, but a beam of crimson light emerged from the fishman's body and penetrated into the armored swamp crocodile's body!
hum!
The crusted swamp crocodile let out a cry of pain from its mouth, its huge body began to rise, its hard back cracked slightly, and cracks began to appear in the gaps of its crimson shell.

It was just an ordinary attack from the fishman, but the Shell-Crusted Swamp Crocodile seemed to have suffered a serious blow and its body was shaking.

The counterattack of the Marsh Crocodile came soon. It was furious at the attack and turned its butt hard, lashing at the fishman with its tail!

pat!

The fishman tried desperately to dodge the attack from the tail, but no miracle happened. The speed of the attack from the Marsh Crocodile was too fast for him to dodge, and he was beaten into the swamp and turned into a pool of meat paste.

Mohammed raised his head, looked at the scene from afar, and whistled softly.

"stand up!"

Gulu!

There was a strange sound, and a crimson phantom enveloped the body of the murloc in the swamp. Then, the murloc's broken flesh reassembled, and a brand new murloc was resurrected on the spot!

"Gulu!" The fishman who had just resurrected was still a little confused, but a trace of blood occupied his pupils before he regained consciousness! Driven by the blood, the fishman leaped up and stabbed the spear into the shell of the swamp crocodile again!
With a snap, the fishman's spear broke, but the strange red color was not affected at all and sank into the body of the Shell-Crusted Swamp Crocodile!
Ouch! !

The Shell-Crusted Swamp Crocodile let out a deafening roar, and it quickly turned its body and hit the fishman with its spiked turtle shell!

The weak fishman was knocked out again and fell into the swamp, his life or death unknown.

But the strange red light appeared again, forcibly resurrecting the dead fishman, and even the broken spear was perfectly repaired.

Then, the murloc died again, and then lived again! After repeating this five times, the brave murloc stabbed the spear into the body of the crustacean for the sixth time.

The huge swamp crocodile shook for a while. Its limbs, like stone pillars, were sore and weak that they could no longer support its huge body.

Boom! After a loud noise, the Marsh Crocodile fell to the ground in the swamp, no longer breathing.

Gulu gulu...

A ray of light emerged from the body of the fishman who defeated the Shell-shelled Swamp Crocodile. Its entire body swelled up a lot. The ordinary spear in its hand turned into a sturdy two-handed spear, and orange-red lines automatically appeared on its back and abdomen.

Level 2, Tier 3 - Murloc Warrior. An advanced form of swamp murlocs, with very strong combat power.

Mohammed's eyes widened. As the murloc warrior advanced, a large group of red living metal flowed down from his body.

These red metals converged in front of the murloc warrior and gradually turned into the shape of a brain worm.

Blood Moon Queen

Level 1, Tier 2, Mythic Soldier

Strength level: 4 rings

Attributes:
Attack: 30
Defense: 30
Health: 120
Damage: 20
Speed: 12
Initiative: 10
Special skill:

Living Metal, Constructs

Advanced Possession: Can possess other soldiers, including living and non-living soldiers.

Fearlessness: No fear and no demoralization.

Living Absorption: Allows the possessed unit to recover its health in proportion to the damage it has caused. The portion of the possessed unit's health that exceeds its upper limit will be stored and used to heal or revive the possessed unit when it is injured or dies.

Soul Dialysis: When the possessed unit launches an attack, it will cause an additional 20% of the opponent's current health as damage, with a minimum of 20 points.

Bloody Nest: After killing an enemy, you can produce a Level 1, 2nd Order Blood Moon Brainworm by transforming the enemy's corpse into a Bloody Nest. 】

Gululu...

Under Mohammed's somewhat curious and awed gaze, the Blood Moon Queen formed a blood-red cocoon of moderate size on the body of the Crustacean Swamp Crocodile.

When the cocoons broke open, scarlet brainworms emerged from the cracks, shaking their bodies and heads left and right, looking for their teammates.

Soon, the fish warrior was chosen by a blood moon brain worm. A constantly changing crimson tattoo appeared on the skin of his arm, which looked like a demon or some hideous poisonous insect.

After the remaining Blood Moon Brain Worms turned a few circles in place and confirmed that there were no other friendly creatures around, they gathered around the Blood Moon Queen Worm and became her guards.

The Blood Moon Queen shook her body a few times, called out to the murloc warrior, and then walked towards Muhammad.

The tattoo on the Murloc Warrior's arm jumped suddenly. The Murloc Warrior immediately understood and followed closely behind the Blood Moon Queen.

At this moment, a breeze suddenly blew, carrying the fishy smell from the fishman warrior's body and hitting the crusted swamp crocodile.

The sturdy shell of the swamp crocodile began to shake when hit by the wind and broke into a film as thin as a piece of paper.

Richard, who was in Saint Laurent Prison, looked at the scene in the magic picture and took a deep breath.

The Blood Moon Queen deified by Odyssey was even more exaggerated and ridiculously powerful than he had imagined.

The giant swamp crocodile is a level 4, tier 3 soldier, and the spearfisher is a level 2, tier 2 soldier. The difference in strength between the two sides is equivalent to that between a fully armed tank and an unarmed civilian.

But the spearfisherman killed the swamp crocodile so easily! It didn't use any fancy trap tactics, nor did it have any magical weapons such as the Dragon Slaying Sword and the Heavenly Sword. It just relied on the effect of the Blood Moon Queen to kill the swamp crocodile.

"The foundation of the Blood Moon Queen is just a Level 1, Rank 2 Blood Moon Brainworm. If there are more powerful brainworms in the future, I wonder what kind of monster Odyssey will create after deifying them."

Thinking of this, Richard couldn't help but look at Odyssey standing beside him.

"Odyssey, is the special ability of Apotheosis really only available to one Brainworm unit? Is there any way to increase the number of units available?"

"Warden, I really have no other choice."

"What if I go to Shachima Country and get your remaining parts back?"

Odysseus explained with some embarrassment:
“No, that won’t work. Warden, the ability of deification is actually equivalent to me sharing my existence with other animated metal creatures, making them my agents.

The Blood Moon Queen that I deified is my incarnation. There is only one in this world, so naturally I can only have one Blood Moon Queen.

Even if you retrieve the part of me that was lost in Shachima, it will only make the units I deify more powerful, but it will not increase the number of deified units."

"Then I understand. Richard nodded, bit his finger and said, "How often can you switch your deification target?"

"One week. It's not that long, but every switch requires a lot of resources." Odyssey said with some guilt: "My divine power has been completely integrated into Yasha. All the consumption can only be provided by you."

Richard waved his hand and said, "Resources are not a problem. The masters of the Travel City have plenty of money. The problem is the type of troops.

We now have three types of living brain worms: level 1 basic living brain worms, level 2 logistics brain worms and blood moon brain worms.

There is no need to deify the basic brain worm, it is a waste. We have just seen the effect of the blood moon brain worm, which is very powerful.

However, the Blood Moon Brain Worm is a combat-oriented unit after all, and our Saint Laurent Prison does not need so many combat troops at all now.

There are no capable units in this huge swamp. Even if there are, I have support from the City of Travel. It would be a waste to further develop our combat power.

Dig deep holes, store up food, and slowly become king.

At this stage, the right thing to do is to develop logistics and economy as much as possible.

Odyssey, next Monday, you will select a logistical brainworm and give it your myth."

"If that's the case, I have a presumptuous suggestion." Odysseus bit his lip and said, "Warden, I know you have more than one god imprisoned. One of them took advantage of my weakness and plundered my rules.

It can plunder mine, and I can plunder its!

As long as you give me a chance to plunder it once, I can research the third level of the logistics brain worm before next week!"

Huh? Richard looked at Odyssey in surprise.

A divine jailer can also sentence prisoners? !

(End of this chapter)