Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

In just ten minutes or so, a temple with a height exceeding 20 meters and a width over 100 meters, emitting an aura of majesty, was boldly born.

The power of the other temples was completely gathered together!

A brand new Swamp Temple!

Lear felt reassured.

Now I don’t have to worry about the other temples being attacked... can concentrate forces on defense within the Long Thorn Mountain Range.

Good, very good.

Moreover, this feeling of blessings upon the soul... is it the premonition brought by ascending to the Upper Divine Power?

I had it before, but it wasn’t as intense as this.

Indeed, ascending isn’t simply just an upgrade of level...

Lear’s mood became particularly joyful.

At this moment, a call suddenly echoed in his mind—

The Abyss Triad is asking for help!

His heart tightened, and without wasting words, his figure flashed directly back to the Swamp Divine Kingdom, then opened the space rift, his gaze turning to the other side.

At this moment, three Divine Spirits stood side by side, and upon seeing his figure, they immediately bowed with chest salutes.

"Your Majesty..."

"Sovereign..."

Lear raised his eyebrows slightly and said solemnly.

"No need for courtesy, what urgent matter is this?"

After rising, Tulos stepped forward respectfully.

"Your Majesty, we have already launched an attack on the second Abyss Plane, and are currently fighting to the opponent’s core city... two Abyss Dukes are entrenched here, and we aren’t confident in holding them back."

Winning is easy; each of them is confident they can defeat the opponents with one-on-one. However, trying to keep the opponents there is difficult.

Lear’s expression softened, thinking there was something critically urgent happening.

Now it turns out to be great news... just leveled up, and the power within is still surging. At this moment, he itches to test the intensity of the Upper Strong Divine Power.

Without hesitation, he directly stepped over the Gate of Space, entering the Abyss.

This was his first time entering, with his true form, this land of death representing evil and darkness in countless mythical legends.

The moment he tread upon the charred land, he vaguely heard deep murmurs.

Like innumerable lives in faint wailing, roaring, cursing.

Making one feel inexplicably uneasy at heart.

Focusing his perception on the surroundings, he immediately found a viscous rule flowing nearby.

Like black, nearly coagulated blood.

Slowly enveloping him, attempting bit by bit to invade his mind.

Abyssal Rules, Power of Evil.

This is the ultimate reason countless lives are slowly corrupted when staying in the Abyss for long periods.

In the continual erosion, even Divine Spirits will be subtly influenced over time, until completely falling into the Abyss.

Lear raised his eyebrows slightly, mobilizing power to protect himself, isolating the Power of the Abyss outside.

Then looked aside, at this moment around the three subordinate gods who had entered the Abyss for some time, more or less entwined by the Power of the Abyss.

Though it hasn’t caused substantial impact yet, it’s not a good thing either.

He stretched out his right hand, and a moss green flame surged forth, directly enveloping the three.

Sizzle~

After intense scorching, the Power of the Abyss faintly encircling them was cleared away.

Fire of Origin, a treasure he grabbed from the God of Flame and Rekindling.

Now possessing the Crown of the Sun as fuel, there’s no worry of consumption.

The trio immediately felt their bodies lighten, their faces relaxed.

Then, they thanked repeatedly.

Lear waved his hand, letting them lead the way.

Tulos immediately stepped forward, guiding him forward.

After advancing a hundred meters, Lear realized this was a gigantic mountain peak; looking down, a cliff hundreds of meters high lay beneath his feet.

"Your Majesty, look..."

Following Tulos’s indication, Lear looked up, thousands of meters away, a massive city constructed from huge stones appeared before his eyes.

Its height exceeded three hundred meters!

Compared to the surrounding low mountains, it seemed dwarfed.

Every piece of the stones forming the city walls had a height of twenty to thirty meters.

No architectural design’s artistic feel, entirely built by brute force.

Even showing uneven connections outside.

But such a city gives an impression of being impregnable.

"Mage Stone Giant City!"

Tulos’s tone carried a few touches of emotion.

He had never seen such a majestic city on the Main Plane.

But in the Abyss, he had witnessed it more than once.

With a higher upper limit of strength in the Bottomless Abyss, its protocols of operation also differ greatly from the Main Plane. For instance, the way cities are built is completely different, here characterized by large-scale flying bricks.

Lear nodded, turned to survey the area, reflecting in his view millions of Demon Army like a tide pooling around the mountains.

Preparing at any moment to launch an attack on the city ahead.

"These troops..."

Tulos nodded.

"Your Majesty, these troops I previously subjugated for this siege... life in the Abyss is the cheapest thing."

The Sea of Abyss continuously produces a torrent of Abyss Worms, which after devouring each other will evolve into demons, then sent to various planes, without worrying demons will be exterminated.

Even the Tyrant Monarch Plane once slaughtered by the Goddess of Misfortune, after only a few months, it has flourished again...

Lear nodded thoughtfully.

"Attack then, when those two Evil Gods emerge, I’ll handle them."

"Yes!"

Tulos immediately gained confidence, and fiercely waved his hand.

Beside him, a demigod-level demon commander instantly blew the war horn.

Woo woo~

The low sound echoed through the sky.