Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

"No, that piece of information is known only to me. These temples are just a return for your previous reminder... Don’t worry, I understand the pros and cons, and I am already making arrangements. I won’t let these two months go to waste."

The tone became solemn.

"Lord Lear, I have also made arrangements for you... If you manage to break through to Upper Strong Divine Power within these two months, then after the unrest begins, I am confident I can promote you to become a Main God."

Lear was taken aback, then deeply glanced at this ancient being, and slowly nodded.

"I will."

The Goddess of Misfortune smiled broadly, no longer saying any polite words, and directly transformed into a stream of light and disappeared.

The trust and friendship between the two parties had reached an extremely high level, and their interaction mode had become increasingly simple.

After the other party’s departure, Lear took a long time to return to his senses.

Having such a reliable ally felt pretty good.

A slight smile appeared on his face as he turned and returned to Katana, preparing to continue deploying troops for expeditions.

But as the army gathered, he felt the mark of the Goddess of Misfortune emit a warmth, then begin to guide him.

Following the perception of the other’s power, he immediately sensed new temples appearing before him.

His perception immediately covered them.

He immediately experienced the process of the birth of as many as six kinds of authority... But Lear only felt and experienced this authority without any transgressions.

This made several divine spirits secretly observing feel particularly reassured, approving of Lear tacitly.

This was a gift, but also a test. If he couldn’t resist such temptation, then why should they trust he could stand shoulder to shoulder with them in the future?

Lear paid no attention to the others, using the most direct method to control these temples.

At the same time, he felt the restraint of the Original Plane on him further weakened.

He could even now mobilize a portion of divine power here.

The most convenient part is... being able to open space fissures now!

This was undoubtedly a huge advantage, no longer needing to march for several days to attack the Wild Pantheon territories like before.

Now he could just directly transport the troops over.

Comfortable.

Moreover, having the Wetland Angels detached from temple battle reduced the consumption of the power of faith to a negligible level.

This undoubtedly made the power in his hands extremely formidable.

In high spirits.

After calming his mood, Lear immediately returned to Katana’s temple, consuming an enormous amount of power of faith to increase the number of Wetland Angels to one battalion.

A thousand-scale ultimate soldier, in an Original Plane with a level cap of only Level 15, is absolutely an extremely exaggerated combat force.

Lear wasted no time, immediately assembling troops to move out.

Very quickly, he reached the first territory of the Heart-devouring Demon, a domain built atop a mountain peak with no weaknesses, requiring a direct assault.

But Lear skipped the siege stage, waving his hand to open a space fissure within the opponent’s city and sending in the Wetland Angels.

Once these ultimate soldiers stirred up a storm, he then transported the Cold-blooded Cavalry, Crowned Eagle Horned Beast Knight, Dark Night Hunter, and even the Ancient Tree Guardians inside.

In this series of combo moves, no one could withstand it!

Within several consecutive days, by January 18th, Lear had captured all 17 temples occupied by the Heart-devouring Demon Pantheon.

Now, he was no rookie newly entering the Original Plane.

With Medium Strong Divine Power, holding the Supreme Divine Artifact, allied with a presence like the Goddess of Misfortune, having five or six subordinate gods, and commanding a formidable army... he was advancing uninterrupted.

Moreover, he wasn’t afraid of future retaliation from the opponent!

After controlling 17 temples, the number of temples Lear held reached 95 as intended!

Only the last 5 were needed to meet the set goal.

Excitement surged in Lear’s heart.

His gaze turned southwest towards the Long Thorn Mountain Range, where 10 temples were controlled by an evil god named Thousand-Faced Wolf Mother.

Without hesitation, he assembled troops to head there...

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Lorand City.

In the bustling central region of the Duke of Lorand’s Mansion, in the middle of the largest conference hall, Firina stood at a waist-high wooden table, gazing at the detailed map of the Original Plane spread before her with deep eyes.

Beside her, maid Jasmine hesitantly spoke.

"Your Highness, what did Lord Lear say to you? You’ve been looking at the map for three hours now..."

Clad in a pure white noble robe, the elegant and classic Northern Flower finally returned to her senses, turning to her maid.

Her deep eyes seemed like the flowing starry sky, filled with endless mystery.

"How is the propagation of the Rose Canon?"

This obvious change of subject, Jasmine dared not delve deeply into, immediately replying.

"Your Highness, most of Lorand City’s military and civilians have already embraced the Rose Canon. The last batch of nobles also abandoned the faith of the gods yesterday, embracing the Canon."

"The propagation strength of the Rose Canon surpasses our expectations."

Firina nodded, pondering for a moment, then spoke with deep meaning.

"Jasmine, what do you think... if one day the Rose Law could gain faith from everyone, becoming the unshakeable Supreme Law."

"What would the world be like?"

Jasmine was stunned, hesitated for a long time, and still spoke honestly.

"Your Highness... I don’t know."

She had always known about Her Highness’s dream but couldn’t envision the picture.

Then what was her own dream? Well... a long time ago, it was to break through Level 15 and become an extraordinary admired by everyone.

Later, Her Highness said she didn’t want to see this world’s divine spirits act wantonly anymore, and she wanted to control everything with law.