Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

The sun, one of the world’s most fundamental rules.

Together with water, earth, and air, it forms the basic elements and is one of the conditions for the emergence of life.

The young sun now hanging high over the Swamp Divine Kingdom allows Lear to directly control 1% of the Authority of the Sun.

He can feel that his mastery of the Crown of the Sun has ascended several levels, while the power within him has become immensely vast and mighty!

This is an authority as colossal as life itself!

Interestingly, the Sun God is still alive at this moment, with his authority highly concentrated, only a small part scattered outside.

This unexpected ability to wield the Authority of the Sun is pure joy.

Lear is quite satisfied.

After the sun rose, the previously rigid and fixed rules of the Swamp Divine Kingdom started operating in a vibrant state, like fish entering water.

Then they became increasingly fluid, even automatically mending some flaws.

The sun, as the last link, brought the Swamp Divine Kingdom to life completely.

From birth to death, there is now a fragile but undeniable cycle.

Lear feels delighted upon noticing this.

He did not expect the Crown of the Sun to come into play so quickly.

As he ponders, with a slight movement of thought, the crown in the sky descends back onto his head.

And the sun continues to emit light.

The Crown of the Sun is not destroyed; he has merely temporarily stored the sun in the void, ready to retrieve it into the Crown of the Sun whenever needed.

To fully control this sun, one must endure its burning… Lear feels he cannot yet withstand it.

But that’s not important; since he can already use it, complete mastery is not urgent.

Just then, Lear suddenly senses an unusual aura surging up.

Turning his head, he sees in the area where the Spider Boggart resides, the remnants of the Spider God’s soul begin to quickly gather.

The surrounding power rushes in, and the figure gradually solidifies from a ghostly state…

Lear observes this with some surprise.

His transformation seems to have triggered a chain reaction, bringing unexpected rewards today?!

He immediately channels the surrounding energy into it.

The Swamp Divine Kingdom, which just completed its spiritual transformation, now devours a massive amount of Power of the Chaos Void, with an abundance of Power of the Plane.

Under Lear’s guidance, it gushes out like floodwaters from opened gates, roaring forth endlessly.

With the support of this vast energy, the gathering speed of the Spider God begins to accelerate.

The thousands of Spider Boggarts of the Night Shadow Clan sense it and become ecstatic.

They begin to pray even more devoutly…

The Spider God becomes increasingly solid, until half an hour later, it appears completely real from the outside.

A magnificent aura of sacred inviolability begins to emanate from its body.

However, the Spider God’s eyes remain closed, and only a faint life force can be felt on it.

It has a body, but its essence has not grown…

Lear muses.

Mere ordinary energy seems insufficient for the Spider God to fully gather.

And what does a god need most?

With a slight movement of thought.

A surge of Power of Faith from within him, as vast as the sea, is directly infused into the remnant soul of the Spider God.

This completes the last piece of the puzzle.

Boom~

A sudden clap of thunder shakes the void.

The Spider God’s body trembles, and at that moment, the surrounding energy rushes in ten times faster.

The body becomes like a black hole.

Devouring everything to strengthen itself.

Lear’s gaze sharpens like a blade, penetrating to see its essence.

The rapid gathering of the Spider God is astonishing, but the remolding of flesh is difficult to achieve; it only stabilizes its soul now.

This is not enough!

He has become the Sovereign of the swamp, wielding all the Authority of the Swamp.

His power is incomparable to before.

If the entity only reaches this point, it offers little help… it needs to transform further!

“Spider Boggarts, offer your blood!”

The majestic and solemn decree echoes in the minds of all the Spider Boggarts.

The lives that are still praying sense the familiar aura; without any hesitation, they leap up, raise their sharp limbs, and directly slice open their arms.

Screech~

Blood gushes from the wounds, defying gravity as it all flows upward, infusing into the body of the Spider God.

In an instant, it begins to voraciously absorb this blood.

Simultaneously, the originally faint life force starts increasing at an exaggerated speed.

Becoming robust and blazing.

The limbs, trunk, and internal organs… pieces of the body begin to reform, no longer just a body constructed from spirit, but transforming into a normal state.

The Divine Body is being reforged!

Six or seven thousand Spider Boggarts simultaneously sacrifice themselves, providing blood as vast and grand as a sea.

But the needs for a god’s revival are excessively grandiose.

Within a few short minutes, the Spider Boggarts begin to falter.

Observing the teetering crowd with life flames dimming, Lear frowns slightly.

But before he can act, the Spider Priest, capable of divination and glimpsing the future, speaks solemnly.

“Our God is about to revive anew; this is our hope for the future.”

“Death is nothing to fear. I will offer all of myself along with all of you, children of the god…”

The aged and feeble voice carries an awe-inspiring determination.

Then, the limbs swing again, tearing the wounds on the wrists wider.

Lear remains silent upon seeing this, but says nothing.

The next moment, the Spider Boggarts’ gazes turn resolute, with many directly starting to burn their own lives, and the blood flows even more fiercely.