Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

Chapter 556: Chapter 242: Establishing the Pantheon, Master of the Swamp Pantheon!

Lear took a long time to calm his emotions.

This is an excellent beginning; now, it’s up to him to see how he handles it.

While pondering, he restrained his inner excitement and asked someone to summon Bain to inquire about recent changes in the situation.

“Has the territory encountered any troubles these days?”

The Mud Swamp People Hero who rushed over now gazed intently at Lear.

He could feel an aura of holiness emanating from Lear at this moment.

Even when standing still, Lear instilled in him the urge to kneel in worship.

There was a noticeable transformation compared to before.

Linking it to the recent drafting away of ogres, he became even more reverent.

Your Majesty has regained lost power?!

He took a deep breath and spoke solemnly.

“Your Majesty, in recent days, the number of underground creatures near the swamp has significantly increased, along with many new underground passages.”

“Lord Duodoru has already arranged for the army to patrol the swamp, executing any monsters that set foot in it!”

“So far, there haven’t been any troubles.”

“In terms of production and construction, the territory remains stable, even though the drafting away of the Two-headed Ogres slightly disrupted the production rhythm, it quickly got adjusted.”

“Additionally, the total number of opened farmlands has reached 50,000 acres, which is a substantial improvement from before, and all the Swamp Wheat seeds have been sown.”

“It is expected to yield a harvest by the end of February, ensuring we won’t need to worry about food supplies then.”

“←The fortress city to the west has been comprehensively completed, with preliminary construction of the walls reaching 30 meters high, able to garrison 3000 troops.”

“Furthermore, we have built a direct pathway from the bottom of the swamp, 50 meters deep, to Weilu City using a vine train.”

“In the future, if the fortress city faces enemy besiegement, the territory can continuously deploy troops for reinforcement through underground pathways.”

The farmland has been expanded to 50,000 acres?

Not bad, that’s not a small number, and with Swamp Wheat maturing within two months, it can maximize the utilization of the farmland.

Regarding the fortress city, Lear was also quite interested.

Underground vine train… isn’t this a fantastical version of a subway?

Interesting.

The Vine Fairy is indeed a treasure of the swamp.

He pondered some more and continued to inquire.

“Have there been any news from the Barbarian Tribe?”

“Yes, the other party has been seeking assistance continuously, as the Snake-man has joined forces with an exceptionally evil and powerful underground faction, and is about to launch an attack on them…”

Lear’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The Stevens Blood Race appears ready to act soon.

Though at this moment he no longer requires the Divine Format to restore power, it remains an excellent nourishment, capable of nurturing the congregation of new Divine Format… no chance of abandoning it.

Additionally, he is quite intrigued by the Barbarian Chieftain, a lifeform bearing the Ancient Soul.

Being able to subdue the other party is equally good.

Initially, he was concerned about its hidden strength, but now with extraordinary Blood Race members about to strike, the pressure on him has skyrocketed.

It’s time for a visit.

Nevertheless, before that, the threat facing the swamp needs to be eradicated… the Mouse Queen.

Previous intelligence had suggested that the other party would attack mid-month, presumably within these few days.

Upon pondering this, his gaze turned dangerous.

This time, it would be best to eliminate the threat posed by the Mouse once and for all!

What of the Mouse God’s divine favor?!

The blade will still sever the head!

After calming his emotions, he communicated further with Bain about some official matters, confirming there were no major issues, his thoughts subtly shifted, returning to the Swamp Divine Kingdom.

Other matters can be held off for now; cultivating the Swamp Divine Race is of intense curiosity to him.

Upon entering the Divine Kingdom, a vast power instantly bolstered him.

The feeling akin to the Creator God, having everything under control, is rather intoxicating.

Lear focused his attention on the Two-headed Ogres.

A portion has already returned to their work stations in the territory, leaving four-five thousand cultivating within the Divine Kingdom.

The land here also requires manpower for management.

In cultivating the Swamp Divine Race… the intelligence wasn’t overly clear, and Lear found it somewhat confusing.

While pondering, he cautiously began experimenting… selecting ten or so subjects for testing, channeling Swamp Power gently into their bodies.

But soon after, a sense of swelling was reported from the chosen targets… unable to digest the terrifying energy.

Evidently, cultivating the Swamp Divine Race isn’t achieved simply through energy infusion.

One plan failing, another emerges.

He directly channeled the Power of Authority to transform the Two-headed Ogres, but likewise received negative feedback…

The Two-headed Ogres were severely eroded by the terrifying Power of Authority; had he not stopped in time to provide treatment, they might have been blasted apart by it.

Such is not a power for mortals to touch.

At that moment, he paused to deeply ponder.

Suppressing his thoughts, he felt carefully… a moment later, his eyes brightened.

The Two-headed Ogres have a slight connection with the Divine Kingdom, hard to detect without careful observation.

It feels akin to an infant linked through an umbilical cord to its mother…

His thoughts stirred slightly.

Attempting to channel the Divine Kingdom’s power through that tenuous link into the Two-headed Ogre’s body.

Soon after, a subtle change in power was evident in the counterpart.

Bloodline power within the body became richer, arising a swamp-like vitality.

But not long after injection, it became clear the counterpart had reached its carrying limit, requiring digestion before a second infusion could occur.

Lear was thoughtful.

Apparently, cultivating the Swamp Divine Race isn’t something that shows immediate results.

It requires the Divine Kingdom to continuously exert its influence, gradually altering their life traits until they are completely transformed into exclusive beings of the swamp.