Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

Chapter 656: Chapter 279: Bountiful Harvest

Time flies swiftly; after the Wetland Angels were recruited, it was soon April 18th.

Under the relentless construction by the Vine Fairies day and night, Katana Row’s town walls were 70% complete.

The 40-meter-high walls, like a chasm to the heavens, enclose and protect this small village.

Based on the area enclosed by the walls, the village’s size has more than doubled.

The majestic and vibrant walls have greatly impacted and astonished the villagers from the Long Thorn Mountain Range who came to seek healing.

Is it possible for something artificial to be so grand?

And the Wetland Angels, floating in the sky day and night, further proclaim Katana Row’s distinction.

This brought a second shock to those villagers.

Upon entry, before engaging with the Swamp Sect, they were already filled with reverence.

This greatly reduced the difficulty of subsequent preaching.

In the newly constructed Katana Row City Hall, Lear, possessed by the Dark Night Elf sitting in the main seat, gazed at the slightly rough gray-brown map spread out on the vine table.

Beside him, three Swamp Boggarts stood respectfully.

“Any situation report?”

Lear looked up at the three Boggarts, resembling human maidens, with inquiry in his eyes.

The leader stepped forward, bowed, and indicated a point on the map.

“Your Majesty, please look, we have included 35 villages under your glory, connected as one…”

“The total number of believers has reached 19,000.”

Lear slowly nodded as he looked at the marked points on the map.

In just a month, having nearly 20,000 solid believers is quite commendable.

“Are there any issues at present?”

The Swamp Boggart’s expression turned solemn.

“Beyond the Long Thorn Mountain Range, new information has arrived… new deities have descended, and many villagers in peripheral areas have been brainwashed, becoming followers of the new gods.”

“Among them, the Goddess of Misfortune and Lady of Pain have made the largest commotion.”

“The fear they spread has begun to infiltrate the mountain range… causing much panic among the villagers.”

She pointed to a direction on the map as she spoke.

“The two villages on the outermost edge are said to have already embraced the Goddess of Misfortune.”

“If allowed to develop, they will surely encroach deeper into the Long Thorn Mountain Range.”

“At that time, unavoidable direct conflict will occur with us.”

Lear’s gaze slightly sharpened.

From previous special intelligence, the Goddess of Misfortune has seized a temple through special means.

She similarly recruited the Ultimate Creatures—Doomsday Angels.

However, her ruthless methods violated the Original Plane’s rules, leaving her unable to control other temples as punishment.

But Ancient Humans are inherently valuable, providing ten times the Power of Faith compared to ordinary humans.

Even gathering some believers wouldn’t be a loss.

Moreover, these deeply rooted deities have complex means, making their movements unpredictable without the pressure of temple occupation.

“What about Lady of Pain’s direction?”

“Plague and disease continue to spread, only belief in Lady of Pain can avoid being engulfed in suffering.”

“The opposing sect’s proselytizing methods are quite primitive… but highly efficient.”

“However, this also results in believers living in constant fear, making it difficult for them to become devout believers.”

Using fear to harass believers, causing them to turn to the sect due to fear, is easily achievable.

But deepening a believer’s faith further is challenging.

Though Lear’s approach is less efficient, once established, becoming devout believers is nearly inevitable.

In these dozens of villages, half have become devout believers entirely, with astonishingly high quality.

“Alongside disease and plague, some dark creatures have recently entered the mountains, harassing villagers and spreading fear… perhaps both of these Evil Gods are involved.”

Lear’s eyes turned icy.

After pondering for a moment, he spoke slowly.

“Next, we need to gradually patrol the army, and clear out those creatures entering the Long Thorn Mountain Range.”

“Additionally, immediately initiate the migration plan to bring believers all into Katana Row.”

The villages in the Long Thorn Mountain Range are too scattered.

Most are mountainous, with many transportation obstacles, making coordinated development difficult.

The surrounding environment of Katana Row has many undeveloped arable lands, enough to support a population of more than ten thousand.

Combined with the Mire Swamp as backing support, even raising two to three hundred thousand people poses no pressure.

“As you wish…”

Collecting believers and centralized management is part of the plan.

Too scattered, it’s not only disadvantageous for proselytizing but also protecting believers.

Among the hundreds of deities entering the Original Plane, Evil Gods take a large share, and if unable to gain believers, they’re not shy about destroying them.

The nearby Lady of Pain and Goddess of Misfortune are the most prominent examples.

Of course, the God of Tyranny, Bane, is equally matched, except that he will be engrossed by the first temple’s consumption within a month, unable to intervene elsewhere.

Orders were issued, and the Swamp Boggart immediately went to make arrangements.

If it were ordinary villages, persuading villagers to migrate would be challenging… who willingly leaves their hometown.

But upon hearing they can move to Katana Row to bask in divine grace closely, the believers’ resistance vanished directly.

That day, the orders were issued to each village already subscribing to the Swamp Sect, and immediately, groups began packing to set off.

The external promotion was not relocation but rather divine ordains constructing a Holy City belonging to the Swamp Sect in the Long Thorn Mountain Range.