Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

Chapter 256: Chapter 131: Harvest Tally, Visitors from Lorand City, White Crow Commerce Association

“According to them, they were swept away by a space rift…”

Humans?

Lear was immediately intrigued.

A space rift… Is it that relic?

After he had devoured the Origin Power, it caused it to collapse ahead of time, and the path to Lorand City was reopened.

Are there still aftershocks?

“Where are those humans?”

“They have been imprisoned by the Ancient Tree Guardians.”

Bain said and immediately led the way ahead.

Lear strode forward.

North of the City Hall, 10 Ancient Tree Guardians were securely rooted here.

This time he took the entire army with him, and these 10 Ancient Tree Guardians were the last line of defense.

However, there were no longer any strong enemies in the Swamp, so there was no need to worry too much.

…

Blando felt he was extremely unlucky.

He was merely going to the Wilderness to purchase some beast furs, to an absolutely safe area 200 kilometers away from Lorand City.

The Griffin Legion patrolled overhead every day, so there was no need to worry about wilderness creatures attacking them.

But who would have thought, not only were there wild creatures, but also a damn space storm appeared!!

Those beast furs he spent a fortune on to turn his fortunes around, perhaps even make a huge profit, were all swallowed by the storm, along with them being swept into it.

The only fortunate thing was that the storm didn’t take their lives, merely trapping them in a narrow area.

After about ten days, that space suddenly shattered, and unknown to them, they ended up in this swamp.

The series of misfortunes didn’t end there. Before he could figure out what happened, a demon with dark red wings flapping appeared above him.

Seeing this, he was in despair, believing the Goddess of Misfortune had cursed him harshly!!

He could swear he had never been so afraid in his life.

The demon’s mere gaze seemed capable of crushing his soul!

The lofty generals of Lorand City’s army were nothing compared to this Great Demon!

Just when he thought his life was over,

the Great Demon didn’t kill them. Shortly afterward, a group of sharp-eared Half-Elves arrived, taking him to a territory entirely constructed of vines.

By the goddess, the Demon and Half-Elves mingled together? Or are these Half-Elves enslaved by the Demon?

While he was lost in such thoughts, he noticed this territory was not only inhabited by Half-Elves but also Deltha people covered in fur, Half-Elves, Mud Swamp People…

This territory seemed extremely chaotic, with no sense of who the ruler was.

Why were so many races mixed together, and looking like this, they didn’t seem to be slaves.

In a daze, they were brought before some towering trees reaching into the sky and then imprisoned by them.

Were these the legendary Treants?

Truly astonishing… Compared to the Demon, the Treants made him feel a bit more at ease.

What might the territory’s owner plan to do with them?

Blando, anxious at heart, felt time pass extraordinarily slowly.

Finally enduring until sunset, he suddenly heard cheers from outside.

In his astonishment, he strained to look outside… then saw before him fully armed, armor-covered Lizard Cavalry.

Their fierce and menacing demeanor made his legs tremble.

He could guarantee that even the Heavy Cavalry of Lorand City couldn’t compare to the oppressive presence of these Lizard Cavalry!!

And that wasn’t all; he saw six new demons appear in the sky!

How could such terrifying beings not be just one?!

And from the noise outside, this army was definitely far larger than what he could see.

Unfortunately, his view was obstructed, and he couldn’t see more.

Had the territory’s master returned?

Blando’s heart suddenly tightened.

His fate would be determined by the master with just one word.

The pressure suddenly peaked.

His heart couldn’t help but guess the other’s real identity, a stronger demon engulfed in flames?

Or a fearsome Beast Lord never known on the Wilderness?

Amidst his worries, he suddenly saw the Mud Swamp Person who interrogated him before coming respectfully with several figures.

The first into his view was a terrifying figure holding a Heavy War Axe, without a head.

At the first sight of this figure, an indescribable fear surged in his heart.

Even more overpowering than the Great Demon.

Living without a head?

This counterintuitive image to normal human thinking nearly suffocated him.

Beside this headless being was an Ogre with mechanical limbs looking like octopus tentacles growing from its back, having two heads.

Equally bizarre and terrifying.

Yet such fierce lives were now surrounding a slightly slender figure…

When Blando saw the specific situation clearly, his face was full of surprise.

The other wasn’t a Demon, nor an unknown monster, but a human boy.

His face was excessively young, perhaps only eighteen or nineteen!

By the goddess, was he under an illusion?

The territory, with Great Demons, Treants, and Lizard Cavalry, was actually owned by a young human?!

The violent contrast made his emotions surge dramatically.

The other’s unique aura made it clear who the real master here was at a glance.

No need for any guesswork.

Then he came to his senses, becoming excited.

If it’s a human, there may still be a chance for survival!

As the other approached, Blando quickly said.