Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

Chapter 283: Chapter 140: Absolute Power, Damn That Feels Good!!

The dragon continued to sink down, its mouth buried directly, only revealing a pair of eyes and half of its head above the surface.

Couldn’t say half a word…

It could only express anger through its eyes, but nobody paid attention, leaving it extremely frustrated.

Lear looked at the Mechanical Broken Finger with interest and inquired.

“Your Majesty Azaro, how can the Mechanical Flying Dragon… be acquired?”

With the Two-headed Ogre Chieftain in front, he had a great interest in mechanical transformation.

The fantasy version of cyberpunk was indeed quite exhilarating.

The deep voice of the Ancient Goblin God sounded.

“My strength has recovered somewhat, transforming a Level 16 inferior dragon race is not too difficult…”

The dragon was about to explode upon hearing this, its eyes widened with a frightening look, if its mouth wasn’t covered it could swear for half an hour.

“However, if one wishes to grant it higher growth potential, one needs to prepare some High Tier metals above 4 Stars.”

“The ores produced by that vein within the Land of Crimson Rot can be used as a foundation…”

Lear nodded.

Glanced at the inconspicuous Crimson Demon Iron Ore in the corner.

It seems, a substantial amount of blood and flesh will be needed again…

The strength previously reserved from hunting the Fallen Demon was so abundant, yet in such a short time, it’s almost too difficult to endure.

This consumption is not ordinary.

However, transforming this reserve into substantial strength has dramatically enhanced the power in his hands.

Absolutely worth it.

Moreover, the Spider Boggart of the Night Shadow Clan is still within the territory.

The trade with them can provide him with a vast amount of high-quality ores.

Judging by their ability to easily take out so much refined gold, their resources must be incredibly rich.

The Authority is in hand, a visit to the Night Shadow Clan can be arranged.

External trade is undoubtedly the quickest and safest way to earn resources.

Plundering is like draining the pond to catch fish, a one-time deal, finished then it’s gone, while trade is a slow flow providing the stable traits most desired by territories.

Calming down his emotions, he looked at the Mechanical Broken Finger.

“Your Majesty Azaro, I will gather the High Tier ore as soon as possible… then I’ll trouble you.”

Lear maintained enough respect for this Ancient God.

Not to mention other things, just the knowledge controlled by the other is an immense wealth.

Thinking of this, a flash of inspiration crossed his mind.

“Your Majesty Azaro, I have great admiration for the knowledge of goblins, is there any possibility for you to impart goblin knowledge in Weilu City?”

When these words were spoken, the Ancient Goblin God paused for a moment, then responded with some delight.

“Sir Lear, is this feasible?!”

Although goblin civilization was as brilliant as the sun, it ultimately was destroyed by the gods, severing all civilization.

Even the splendid history they created was completely buried, no longer known to the world.

This left him in confusion for quite some time.

Goblins were reduced to only him, does it all still have meaning?

Lear’s words gave him a glimpse of hope… Perhaps, he is not the only one longing for goblin civilization, right?

“Of course, if you don’t mind… I’ll specially set courses on goblin knowledge in Weilu City.”

“You can be the lecturer, imparting that once immensely glorious knowledge.”

Be it Goblin Bombs, those destructive weapons, or mechanical transformation techniques, or even the methods of creating machinery, the goblin civilization was outstanding.

Having such a person, well-versed in goblin knowledge, even forging goblin civilization, willing to share abundantly is such a blessing, it’s absolutely a bombshell for the territory.

This feeling is like getting dozens of top international and domestic professional titles, it’s like having a creator of an era to specifically cultivate talents for oneself.

He had long thought about imparting profound knowledge, the basic educational knowledge in the territory can be completed with the Swamp Boggart.

But deep knowledge is not easily achievable.

The Ancient Goblin God brought a strong cheerful voice.

“Naturally willing!”

It’s the desire!

Goblins have been swallowed, and he needs a foothold to revive goblin civilization.

As long as a torch is lit, leaving a seed… goblins will return!

Lear is giving him a chance.

On the side, the dragon watches them as if they didn’t care about it, flushed its eyes with red veins in anger.

Yet it couldn’t speak, and there’s no way to disturb the Land of Crimson Rot, a belly full of anger could only be held in.

Once the negotiations here are finalized, this battle thus concludes.

Months of preparation and accumulation finally gave him control of the long-yearned-for power.

Authority of the Swamp!

Lear took a deep breath, his attention returning to his own body.

Level 11, finally breaking the months of stagnation.

And this level certainly cannot convey his true battle power.

The power within him, at this moment, surged like magma, bones, muscles, blood vessels… every inch of skin, every cell was filled with magnificent strength.

At this moment, even in direct confrontation, he could clash head-on with the Flying Dragon and would be able to toss that Level 16 being buried into the earth!

Resisting Dragon Breath… relying purely on physical strength!

This is the ultimate transformation brought by Authority.

And the ordinary magic power, had turned into an endless ocean.

Countless times stronger than before.

Simply unleashing the Swamp Blessing… he felt he could do so multiple times effortlessly.

The enhancement gained from this transformation can no longer be simply described by level; it’s a transformation at the level of life.

Took a deep breath, perception diffusing outwards.

Several hints of intoxication flashed in Lear’s eyes; at this moment, the entire Mire Swamp was within his perceptive range.

He could clearly know how many wilderness creatures stepped into the swamp.

Even if he wanted, he could directly mobilize the power of the swamp!

Whether it was unleashing a swamp storm or causing the earth to collapse, all at his whim!

So long as one were within the swamp, here would be his absolute domain!

Far more exaggerated than Kalanis’s realm.

He was the god of the swamp, the sole sovereign, the magnificent being praised and revered by all wetland life.

Meanwhile, the energy of the swamp surged into his body.

Every moment fortifying his soul and body.

However, this transformation reached an extreme, making further transformation in the short term difficult.

After calming his mood, Lear’s gaze became pleased.

The harvest this time, though only a few, was absolutely the best ever.

First—the complete Authority of the Swamp.

If not for the lack in the Swamp Divine Format, he could now thoroughly control the rules of the swamp.

But even so, holding the Authority of the Swamp, he could already exhibit several aspects of divine majesty.

Secondly, discovering the whereabouts of the remaining Swamp Divine Format… and even could faintly perceive the general location.

In the future, as long as he became powerful, at any time he could retrieve the remaining Swamp Divine Format.

However, at that time, he would also be pushed out of the main plane by the rules, which required long-term planning.

Thirdly, the Level 16 Flying Dragon, this existence ferocious enough that even beset by multiple Heroic Dawn Messengers, still couldn’t be impeded.

Though finally suppressed in the Land of Crimson Rot, the opponent’s strength was undeniable.

He still remembers just stepping into the swamp, the Flying Dragon swept across the sky, rendering the entire swamp silent.

It was the most straightforward display of high tier life power, leaving a profound impression on him.

At that time, he hadn’t thought that within mere months, he would trample the life he could only look up to.

Once the Ancient Goblin God transformed it into a Mechanical Flying Dragon afterwards, it would become a newly gained powerful battle force.

Lastly, the breathtaking war intent that sealed the Authority of the Swamp!

This was a power a demigod nurtured for countless years, evident from the fact it still sealed a divine spirit’s authority postmortem.

But by chance, after he severed the chains and released the authority, the chains losing the imprisoned target mistakenly became his power.

Afterwards, these 12 chains, turned into his private property.

Even if that demigod resurrected turned into rubble, could no longer reclaim them.

War Intent Chains

[Level]: Special

[Traits]: Nurtured by a demigod living in antiquity over a lifetime through countless blood battles, refined only at the brink of demise; the stronger one’s battle intent, the stronger the War Intent Chains.

[Evaluation]: If the bearer possesses an unyielding soul, supreme battle intent, then even a divine artifact will pale before them!

Though its attributes are simple, the ability to directly seal a Flying Dragon alone speaks to its power.

Afterwards, his attack methods became diverse, no longer needing reliance on subordinates as a crutch, he himself becoming the fiercest existence.

Even without utilizing the Power of Authority, he could imprison an existence like a Level 16 high tier life with mere thought.

This is power, absolute power!!

Lear’s lips curled high.

Eyes shimmering with unrestrained light.

Having pursued for so long, finally acquired it!!

Exhilarating!!

Damn it’s truly exhilarating!!

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