Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

Chapter 795 - 336: An Exaggerated Unexpected Surprise (Part 2)

The rapid increase in followers significantly enhanced Katana’s safety.

Now, with an entire squadron of Wetland Angels stationed and the existing army, no matter how many they send, it won’t be enough to overcome us.

He worried that if those Centaurs invaded, it would affect the God of Slaughter’s excavation work.

If the opponent launches a desperate attack, it would align perfectly with the God of Slaughter’s authority...what would happen is unpredictable.

Originally, he planned to lead his troops to ambush the Centaur army at the outskirts of the Long Thorn Mountain Range, but the appearance of the God of Slaughter’s corpse forced him to divert his primary forces to defense here.

There was no extra effort to intercept them.

The Original Plane, which without High Tier Heroes could only accommodate Level 15 strength, led the army’s battles to rely on brute strength, leaving little room for clever tactics.

"How much longer until the opponent can arrive?"

"The large number of Centaurs slows their progress, at least until dusk before they can approach."

"Even if those Centaurs travel deep into the mountains overnight, they wouldn’t reach our first temple until the morning of the 5th!"

Lear nodded, understanding the situation.

He looked towards Isa.

"How are the developments regarding those two troublesome temples?"

"The temple that forbids outsiders was breached last night...a Swamp Banshee saved a villager and followed him into the village."

"We should be able to break through in the next two days."

"As for the other temple, which has activated defenses, there is no progress yet. The Guardian Angels are too powerful for us to approach."

"The remaining six temples have already been conquered, with most of the villagers relocated..."

Lear’s gaze softened somewhat.

"Good, for those last two temples, work must be accelerated...I will personally handle the one with the triggered defense mechanism."

With that, he wasted no more words and let Isa oversee the overall situation while he mounted the Crowned Eagle-horned Beast and flew directly back to Katana.

Then he grasped the arm of the Master of Madness and passed through the Gate of Space, returning from the swamp to the Divine Kingdom.

The instant he entered the Divine Kingdom.

Lear’s consciousness immediately returned, his body appearing in the sky, the arm simultaneously appearing in his hand.

Without the constraints of the Original Plane rules, the residual aura of the Master of Madness and the Authority of Madness recklessly surged.

Attempting to corrupt and transform everything around.

Lear calmly observed it all, his mind stirring slightly as the Authority of the Swamp surged forth, quickly suppressing the arm.

The opponent refused to yield, struggling hysterically, but in the face of absolute power, it was all in vain.

A few seals completely silenced it.

After easily dealing with the arm, Lear felt much relieved.

An arm imbued with authority, a power previously too daunting to touch.

But now it couldn’t cause the slightest ripple before him.

The taste of growth and becoming stronger is truly intoxicating.

After finishing all this, Lear didn’t linger long and immediately returned to Katana once more.

This time, he did not go to the God of Slaughter’s burial site but rode the Swamp Giant-Horned Deer King waiting in the territory to the front of the just-controlled temple.

He looked towards the black and red intertwined Flower of Misfortune in the sky.

A few days ago, he had been waiting here with the Goddess of Misfortune for the village ahead to be subdued.

But after he informed the other party of the changes in the Main Plane rules, they left first.

His gaze flickered, power surged from within, and touched the Flower of Misfortune.

In the next moment, the void twisted as if the surface of water stirred, starting to distort.

The Flower of Misfortune transformed into a phantom, a vague figure without discernible features, only a pair of deep eyes visible.

"Sir Lear..."

An ethereal voice came through.

Lear nodded, indicating the quiet village ahead.

"Your Highness, the temple in this village is now under control; the other 5 temples have also been seized by us."

The Goddess of Misfortune’s gaze revealed a hint of satisfaction.

Including the two temples Lear had previously provided, she now controlled six temples.

Only the last four remain to achieve the goal of entering the Original Plane this time.

Breakthrough.

Millions of years of anticipation are now about to be fulfilled.

An unspeakable joy filled the heart.

Main God, a mere twelve exist in the entire world; after this ascension, she’ll be the 13th!

Truly remarkable.

After explaining this matter, Lear spoke seriously once more.

"Your Highness, I just received news...the God of Undead was ambushed and seriously injured by the Master of Dark Crows and a Divine Abomination, then killed by the Gods of the Undead faction; they’re completely fallen."

"Your Highness, perhaps you should also maintain sufficient vigilance."

The Goddess of Misfortune’s gaze sharpened, immediately pulling away from her excitement, her eyes becoming extremely solemn.

"Is this news true?"

"Absolutely! My subordinates have already detected traces of some Authority of the Undead..."

The Goddess of Misfortune suddenly fell into silence, her eyes flickering.

After a long time, she exhaled.

"Sir Lear, thank you for your warning...I almost fell for that old crow’s scheme!"

Lear’s eyes moved slightly.

"Your Highness means..."

"Indeed, the Master of Dark Crows appeared a few days ago, inviting me to explore the remnants of the Chaos Demon God..."

"That treasure can directly allow me to surpass my current level, and I had agreed to their terms."

"Unexpectedly, that bastard teamed up with a Divine Abomination..."

The tone carried a trace of barely suppressed anger.

Lear’s heart tightened, not expecting the Master of Dark Crows to act so quickly.