Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

Chapter 874: Chapter 369: Divine Artifact? Submerged Reed Beds More Formidable Than a Divine Artifact

Seeing Katana stabilize again, Lear did not linger. He took a few Treasures and returned from the Swamp to the Divine Kingdom through the underground passage.

The instant he entered the Divine Kingdom, that reed twig suddenly sensed something, and the light it emitted flared sharply brighter.

The Swamp Divine Kingdom’s power also suddenly became active at this moment.

According to the Goddess of Misfortune, this was a Treasure left behind by the first Swamp God, and only the Authority of the Swamp could activate it.

Lear sensed this, moved his mind slightly, and immediately drew in the surrounding Energy, pouring the Power of Authority into it.

The next moment, that withered, inconspicuous reed turned into a black hole, voraciously devouring the surrounding Energy.

The aura it emitted grew ever more surging and torrential.

Under its influence, the sun of the Crown of the Sun in the sky burst forth with blazing radiance, shining down.

On the ground, the Chaos Grass that had birthed the Goddess of Misfortune and the Goddess of Fortune also gently swayed at this moment.

Waves of hazy light drifted out.

All of it poured into the reed.

The entire Divine Kingdom grew lively because of this... and just then, insight struck Lear like a blessing.

He stretched out his right hand and directly tore open the void.

A bird’s-eye view of the Mire Swamp appeared before his eyes.

Lear did not hesitate and directly tossed the reed inside.

The reed passed through the spatial rift and fell, plunging straight into the mire.

The next moment, the dry reed suddenly began to sway, its exterior tinged with pale green, then turning from yellow back to green; in just a few breaths, it became like a freshly picked tender green twig.

Life regained!

After the reed had quieted for over a dozen breaths, as if it had absorbed enough nourishment, several tender green leaves sprouted from its roots.

The leaves rapidly deepened to dark green, then grew taller and sturdier along with the stalk.

Under Lear’s gaze, in just two to three minutes, it had grown to about three meters high.

Focusing his mind, he could no longer find the slightest hint of withering; Life Energy was overflowing.

The next second, that reed emitted faint green ripples, and after the ripples spread out, one new reed after another burst into sprouting life.

In that instant, it was like ink droplets falling; the Swamp was rapidly dyed green, spreading at an exaggerated speed.

In just twenty minutes, a reed field with a diameter of five kilometers rose from the ground. The leaves were covered with crystal-clear dewdrops, giving a unique beauty.

Their height was uniformly three meters; as a light breeze passed, they swayed and fluttered, lush and verdant, giving a sense of exuberant vitality.

Just a single glance was enough to lift one’s spirits.

After the reed beds took shape, a stream of information immediately flooded into Lear’s mind...

Submerged Reed Beds

Traits: 1. Cradle of Life—no matter how severe the injuries, as long as one enters the Submerged Reed Beds, they can absorb the Life Energy stored in the reeds and rapidly recover, able to heal lethal wounds inflicted by Divine Power and Authority.

2. Rapid Growth—after the reed beds are cut down, they can devour Swamp Power to quickly regrow and recover.

3. Reed Dew—the dew on the reed leaves contains a unique Energy; after consuming it, one’s Attributes can be enhanced in all aspects. Every 100 drops of dew can Enhance once, and it can only Enhance once.

Besides the Attributes of the reed beds, there was also information about their origin.

Lear perceived this information, and his expression became rather subtle.

These Submerged Reed Beds were condensed by the Swamp God at the cost of countless effort, even using a portion of the power obtained at the dawn of creation to finally bring them into being.

They possessed all sorts of wondrous Traits.

The most crucial point—healing injuries.

This was not simple healing, but the treatment of any injury whatsoever!

Even if one were wounded by the Power of Authority, even if their soul had shattered, as long as a sliver of will remained, they could recover through the Submerged Reed Beds.

It was once one of the Swamp God’s greatest trump cards.

And not only that, the Submerged Reed Beds were extremely tough, making them an excellent choice for crafting Arrows.

Moreover, the leaves had extraordinary toughness and could be made into ropes and Bowstrings.

The former Swamp God possessed an entire Swamp of Submerged Reed Beds, incomparably powerful and ferocious.

It was just a pity that the first war of the Gods had been too insane; the Divine Spirits who fought were all from the first batch of Gods at the dawn of creation, each more terrifying than the last.

The Swamp was shattered, and the Swamp God also fell amid the chaotic melee. This patch of Submerged Reed Beds was his final hidden store.

The last surviving sprout.

After digesting the information in his mind, Lear looked at this reed bed again, and his gaze immediately changed.

Though this was not a Divine Artifact, if used well, it was fiercer than a Divine Artifact.

The Swamp God’s final relic—this indeed counted as a generous gift.

The Goddess of Misfortune had truly put thought into this.

The reed beds lay to the south of Weilu City, a few kilometers out, occupying a portion of the farmland.

But this was not a major problem.

Coming back to himself, his mind descended into the vine body in Weilu City.

He strode to the City Hall and informed his Chief Civil Officer about the Submerged Reed Beds.

Then he said,

"Those reeds have many uses; we need to carefully study how to make use of them."

Upon hearing this, Bain was thrilled.

"Your Majesty, I’ll immediately arrange for the Blacksmith Shop and the Arrow production department to go harvest them!!"

A relic left by an ancient Swamp God—how extraordinary must that be?!

After speaking, Lear did not waste more words on this. Since the thing was already beside Weilu City, what followed was nothing more than studying its uses. He changed the subject and said,

"Has the loss assessment for Weilu City been compiled?"

Bain’s eyes turned serious.

"My lord, it has already been tallied. In these twenty days of war, Weilu City lost two battalions of Cold-blooded Cavalry, one battalion of Two-winged Demons, plus five Squadrons of Ancient Tree Guardians and five Squadrons of Seven-Colored Candy Dragons."