Novel Full Chapter 643 - 273: Immortal Temple
Chapter 643: Chapter 273: Immortal Temple
“Your will is above all!”
Isa gladly accepted the command.
She immediately ordered two squads of Dark Night Hunters to enter the space rift.
Soon after, the army returned successfully and relayed information—the location of the rift was near a village, and everything inside was safe.
Isa didn’t hesitate, promptly dispatching the army to enter…
This operation consisted of two brigades each of Cold-blooded Cavalry and Dark Night Hunters.
Ten Level 15 Swamp Boggarts, twenty Vine Fairies, and thirty Bubble Beasts carrying various supplies.
Leading them was Isa, the Level 15 Hero, who was previously recruited through intelligence—a Wetland Lizard-man Hero named Enbers.
Lear chose this somewhat overlooked second Wetland Lizard-man Hero because the fierce warrior Haggs had reached Level 17 and couldn’t enter the Original Plane, which had a maximum entry Level of 15.
The other Hero’s original level wasn’t high, but Lear managed to raise it to the level limit of 15 these days.
He appointed the Hero as the Commander of the Cold-blooded Cavalry to share the heavy burden with Isa.
After the army fully entered, Lear’s thoughts shifted, and part of his spirit attached to Burns.
Immediately, a view of the Original Plane appeared before him.
A thousand meters away, a mountain three to four hundred meters tall stood on the ground, with vast greenery swaying in the wind.
Vigorously alive.
At the foot of the mountain was a village with faint cooking smoke rising, tall chimneys bent by the breeze.
Outside were fields upon fields planted with lush wheat.
Many farmers, wearing high boots, round hats, and gray outfits, were tending their lands.
This scene inexplicably brought a cheerful mood, as if stepping into a painting.
Lear could clearly feel the Origin Power within the Original Plane becoming more intense.
The Authority of the Swamp he controlled began to activate.
Isa turned and looked at the Wetland Lizard-man Hero.
“Your Majesty, please instruct us.”
Attaching to Burns was a prearranged strategy.
However, this spiritual power couldn’t exert itself, and the surrounding constraints forced him to participate as an observer.
Lear’s thoughts shifted.
“Station the army temporarily, Swamp Boggarts enter the village to preach, assess the situation, avoid rushing…”
“First and second Explorer Squadrons of Dark Night Hunters, spread out, investigate the surroundings.”
Once orders were issued, the army acted quickly.
The Dark Night Hunters tasked with searching scattered, dashing away like the wind, disappearing into the fields and forests.
In the blink of an eye, they were gone.
Meanwhile, the Swamp Boggarts moved with light steps into the village ahead, guarded by a squadron of Dark Night Elves.
Lear quietly shifted his will to one of the Dark Night Elves.
Allowing Burns, the Wetland Lizard-man Hero, to temporarily lead the army.
As the army approached the village, the farmers outside tending their fields spotted them.
Each one gazed curiously.
The allure of Dark Night Elves and the human-girl appearance of Swamp Boggarts left a good impression… as long as their true nature was unknown.
One farmer walked out of the field, his shoes seemingly made of special material that allowed easy movement through the mud without sinking.
Stepping out of the field, he wiped mud off his boots with grass from the ridges.
After clearing large clumps of mud, only rough muddy marks remained, still appearing quite dirty.
The farmer approached inquisitively.
“Hello foreigners, are you passing through or looking for someone?”
Lear heard the farmer’s words, his gaze shifted slightly.
Couldn’t recognize them upon seeing?
Such simple words conveyed a wealth of information.
Instinctively, Lear opened the farmer’s Attribute Panel…
Kane, Level: 3, Race: Ancient Human, Racial Traits: Skilled in learning…
Indeed, Ancient Humans.
At this moment, the foremost Swamp Boggart softly replied.
“Greetings, sir. We hail from the swamp, passing by and seeking a few nights’ lodging due to our fatigue.”
“We’ll perform a play as payment for our stay…”
“Oh, travelers passing through, it’s rare, we haven’t had visitors for a long time… But what is a play?”
The farmer quickly engaged in conversation with Swamp Boggarts, and through their gentle voices, his affection for them soared.
He assured them chest-out that their lodging for tonight was on him.
Then personally led the group of over a hundred into the village.
Perhaps due to the long absence of outsiders, the villagers curiously observed them, some warily, but the farmer leading them firmly reassured.
Soon after, the farmer guided them to the village’s center, where on the edge stood a temple four to five meters tall and over ten meters wide.
Though harmonious with nearby structures, it wasn’t conspicuous.
Lear sensed the temple the instant he arrived, feeling a touch of dread.
Ordinary people might not perceive it, but Lear could distinctly sense an exceedingly terrifying grandeur within.
Like a mountain collapsing, or a star falling!
The aura penetrated the soul, even with the Authority of the Swamp as protection, it couldn’t be immune…
That aura… Creator God!!!
Was this a temple of the Creator God?!
He promptly confirmed the temple’s background.
The Creator God didn’t require worship; the entire world was its creation, and its will was the world’s will.
Common beings’ Power of Faith was of no use to it.
Thus, its worship wasn’t spread across the Main Plane, and temples were unseen.
Worshipers of the Creator God might even view temple construction as desecration of the divine…
Unexpectedly, the Original Plane harbored a temple of the Creator God.
Moreover… Lear could feel the temple’s aura was still lively.
As though the temple’s owner remained active.
This single piece of information instilled Lear with a sense of intense dread.
Could that legendary being, whom the world believed fell into eternal slumber due to creation, be awakening?
The secrets hidden within the Original Plane were more plentiful than anticipated…
The army stationed near the temple.
Swamp Boggarts promptly arranged construction of a performance platform…
Lear didn’t hastily approach the temple but rather utilized a pause, maneuvering a Dark Night Hunter’s body to casually approach a villager watching the scene.
Offering a simple greeting and exchanging a few courteous words, Lear asked nonchalantly.
“Uncle, which deity does this temple honor? Can we offer prayers inside, seek blessings…”
The villager’s fondness for the high-charisma Dark Night Elves was evident, and he grinned.
“That’s the temple of the Eternal Goddess, the great creator of our world… foreigner, surprising that you don’t even know the Eternal Goddess.”
He spoke with a hint of pride.
“As for praying, that’s not allowed… this is our village’s Guardian Temple, if attacked by dark creatures, it would be our sanctuary, outsiders can’t enter!”
Lear’s heart stirred slightly.
“Dark creatures… It’s quite safe around here, are there still dark creatures?”
“Of course there are. Our ancestors have recorded, centuries ago, dark creatures attacked, but for the temple’s protection, our village safely persisted…”
His tone betraying slight uncertainty.
Events from hundreds of years ago, who knows the truth, there haven’t been any dark creatures seen in ages.
But ancestor teachings shouldn’t be forgotten.
Lear nodded, about to respond, when fresh intelligence suddenly refreshed in his mind’s system—
[You have gleaned information about the Immortal Goddess Temple from an Ancient Human in the Original Plane, further intelligence gained—the temple is a relic left by the Creator God when crafting the Original Plane, with 1000 temples across the realm.]
[For every 10 temples occupied, a portion of unique power is granted.]
[Controlling over 100 temples bestows a share of the Origin Power of the Original Plane.]
[The temple’s power sources from Ancient Humans’ faith, occupying temples requires shifting their beliefs or completely exterminating them.]
Lear’s eyes brightened sharply.
Instinctively, he turned towards the temple… could this be the primary target in the gods’ conquest?!