Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

Although Lear is powerful, he hasn’t been proven yet.

What level is the Goddess of Misfortune?

Before the race of Dark Night Elf was even born, she was already wielding the Authority of Misfortune.

Her fame is enough to make people tremble.

"Your Majesty... as you wish."

Lear looked at the change in the other’s attitude, his gaze calm.

If it were a subordinate god of the Swamp Pantheon, he wouldn’t need to speak a single word, just issue a command, and they could attack any enemy.

His own forces are always stronger than outside forces.

But it doesn’t matter, the other party is just a guide, he doesn’t expect them to help him.

"How many troops does Tiamat have?"

"It’s said that in his Dragon Nest, there is a group of Five-Colored Evil Dragons... numbering over 500,000!"

The Dark Night Elf God’s tone carried a hint of astonishment.

Five-Colored Evil Dragons, each kind numbering 100,000; his army alone can drive many divine beings to despair.

Lear’s eyes gleamed.

Five hundred thousand Giant Dragons... the thought of slaughtering them is thrilling.

"What treasures does the opponent control?"

"Tiamat’s Blade, a special High-Level Divine Artifact, its specific effects are unknown, but it’s certainly ferocious."

Lear nodded and continued to inquire, gaining a clear understanding of the Five-Colored Evil Dragon God through an in-depth conversation.

Medium-level Powerful Divine Power, with many ultimate soldiers under command, all of 3 Stars level, not weak... but the swamp alone can manage it.

When the rules change tomorrow, he can start work.

After discussing the details, Lear didn’t waste any talk and headed straight back to his territory.

By the time he reached Weilu City, it was the evening of the 30th.

Lear habitually came up to the city wall, gazing into the void.

Silently awaiting the impending changes.

Once changes occur in the future, everything will be different.

Though he was aware of this intelligence in advance, the day it truly arrives, his mind still fluctuates.

As time slowly slips away, the needle silently crossed midnight.

Entering March 1st.

At that moment, Lear felt a subtle sensation rising from within.

The rules around him quietly loosened; he could distinctly feel the original intense suppression becoming thin, and most of the bindings on his body disappeared.

With just a little cost, he could break through and descend in true form.

From now on, forces below a demigod’s level can freely enter the Main Plane without any restriction!

At that moment, Lear turned his head in a certain direction.

On the edge of the swamp, space cracked open with three fractures.

Then several demons flew out of it.

The aura emitted by these demons was almost all beyond Extraordinary.

Unlike ordinary demons, they wisely turned away from the fog-covered swamp without setting foot.

In the Abyss, a place of concentrated advanced energy, no one knows how many extraordinary and demigods are hidden.

Just a few appearing at the swamp’s edge suggests the entire Main Plane will soon be engulfed in tremendous turmoil.

As he pondered, a turbulent aura surged from the void ahead.

The shadow of the Goddess of Misfortune condensed in mid-air, this ancient deity reappearing.

When she saw Lear, her eyes carried a complex emotion difficult to describe.

"Lord Lear... the rules have changed."

Seeing the familiar rules crumble bit by bit, the shock to her heart is indescribable.

But unwilling to face it is futile; the situation has developed to this extent.

Lear nodded, perceiving the complexity in her emotion, and softly said.

"Your Highness, we are prepared to cope, aren’t we?"

The Goddess of Misfortune was silent.

After a moment of silence, she relaxed and smiled.

"Yes, we are prepared."

"In seven days, the arrangement will take effect... by then, you can advance further."

"Lord Lear, you might be our greatest reliance."

Her tone was particularly serious.

She truly believed so.

Previous warnings saved the entire Creation Lineage and even foretold the current trend of the situation.

This ability is unparalleled among the gods.

Lear gave her a long look.

"Your Highness, thank you for your efforts."

The Goddess of Misfortune shook her head.

"It should be me thanking you."

After a simple exchange of pleasantries, they did not speak further.

Their current relationship is mutually reliant; if one suffers, both suffer, if one prospers, both prosper, no need for overly courteous exchanges.

Just like Lear in the Original Plane, first yielding some temples for the Goddess of Misfortune to first grow strong.

The topic skipped, Lear then informed her of his intent to hunt the Five-Colored Evil Dragon - Tiamat.

Finally, he said.

"I want to use this to test the Abyss’s commotion... especially the hidden culprits."

Indeed, killing a divine spirit yields huge profits, but more importantly... it’s a trial balloon.

The Goddess of Misfortune nodded.

"Alright, summon me if necessary..."

After agreeing, as if she thought of something, she spoke gravely.

"The aura in the Original Plane... no one knows where it’s from, Lord Lear, do you have any information?"

Lear shook his head, the intelligence lately has been poor, of no valuable use.

The Goddess of Misfortune was not disappointed, she merely said.

"If you learn anything, please inform me immediately."

Upon his agreement, Lear promptly took his leave.

Every time she comes and goes swiftly.

He smiled knowingly, about to return to the city, suddenly sensed something, his eyes showing a hint of delight, a step led him to vanish into the void.

Original Plane.

Lear hovered in mid-air, concentrating his gaze; at this moment the vast sky had been entirely covered.

Angels radiating sacred light flew freely.

Emitting fierce and powerful aura, bringing a sharp sense of oppression.

Chaos Angels!!

Those Angel’s Hearts cast into the sun, after absorbing sufficient energy, formed into angelic shapes.

Finally transforming on the earth.

They have finally awakened.

This is an astonishing number of 100,000 Chaos Angels!!

Lear took a deep breath, feeling his breath tremble.

Looking at the attribute panel for a glance...

Chaos Angel - Blazing Sun Template, Level: 5 Stars, Unit Traits: After devouring enough of the blazing sun, it completes the reiteration, upon death, releases a fire that destroys everything, and can reborn as blazing sun instantaneously, cooldown time: 10 hours.

Unit Skills...

Evaluation: Guard Legion of the Creator God, once defended the honor of the Creator God, born in the sun, possessing powerful and fanatical strength!

Lear’s mind shuddered.

Feeling a dry throat.

Stars... without any discount!

But the status is a bit different, above appearing the Blazing Sun Template, evidently related to their reformation...

But regardless of the template, the level remains undiscounted, the attributes are intact, it’s simply the best!

Hahaha... truly an instant fortune, this is it!

Feeling quite elated.

Right then, amid flying chaos angels above the sky perceived Lear’s aura, instantly turning towards him, diving downward to the ground like flocks of birds.

Neatly kneeling with one knee, adopting the most humble posture, holding their chests and bowing their heads.

"Sovereign..."

A low and fervent murmur echoed through the sky.

What was a concept of 100,000 people, bounds without end, stretching into stretches, merging into a sea.

And they’re the 5 Stars ultimate soldiers... this is incredible!!

He nurtured the Swamp Divine Race for so long, yet only created 24,000 4 Stars ultimate soldiers.

Now suddenly acquiring explosive power, the sensation is truly intoxicating.

But Chaos Angels are one-time... next time recruiting won’t be possible.

Swamp Divine Race can be cultivated endlessly, they are indeed different.

During this period, the Church Court’s Faith Department has also gathered over 80,000 Two-headed Ogres... he has started to cultivate them, but unless another Blood Sea Tyrant arises, quick advancement is difficult.

With delightful emotions, Lear commanded the Chaos Angels to rise, instructing them to station near the Land of Crimson Rot.

Convenient for summoning at any time!

Now, the power he wields truly deserves to be called ferocious and mighty!

Over fifty divine level combat strength under command... more than a hundred thousand ultimate soldiers, among which 100,000 are 5 Stars!

Gazing back, unconsciously, he has already stood atop this world’s pinnacle.

Now only those seasoned Main Gods can challenge him.