Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

Chapter 875: Chapter 369: Divine Artifact? The Submerged Reed Beds Outclass Even Divine Artifacts_2

"The loss of Rock Heavy Armor exceeds ten thousand sets."

"Over a thousand acres of swamp farmland have been destroyed..."

"The inventory of military supplies has dropped to a freezing point, and various raw materials are already in short supply."

"No data has been reported from the Katana side yet."

"The iron weapons we seized from the enemy have all been melted down, which is expected to make up for some of the losses."

"At the same time, the damaged Rock Heavy Armor has also been reforged."

Bain’s tone was serious, but there wasn’t much sorrow in it.

Being able to pay such a small price under the enemy’s terrifying assault could be described as nothing short of a miracle.

This was a sweeping victory, what’s there to be sad about?

It’s just a pity for those fallen warriors and lost equipment...

Lear nodded, this was not far from what he expected.

Although the outcome of the battle was considered brilliant, the cost paid this time was also undeniably real.

"Quickly get the territory back on track... and at the same time replenish the inventory during this period."

"The upcoming turmoil will inevitably intensify... we need stronger military strength!"

Though this war has been won, it has also depleted the territory’s resources quite significantly.

There’s an urgent need to recover.

After becoming aware of the existence of those people behind the scenes, Lear’s sense of crisis intensified even more.

The end of this war far from represents the final outcome; instead, the situation has worsened.

No one can predict what will happen next; it is necessary to accumulate resources as much as possible during this gap.

Bain nodded deeply.

"Yes, Your Majesty..."

And then said thoughtfully, in a deep voice.

"The Crown Tribe has not been affected by the war; Selik just sent back the message that the Crown Tribe has already taken over the enemy’s mineral veins, amounting to 30 branches..."

"Half of which are mature veins that have been mined for a long time, while the rest are hastily building mining facilities."

Lear’s eyes lit up.

So many veins?

This is wonderful news.

"Very well, allocate resources and send all available forces over there to promptly extract the mineral resources."

There are many dimension planes, but not all of them have resources like mineral veins; most planes are very barren.

In many dimension planes there’s not even life, just soil and rock...

"As you wish."

After a simple arrangement, Lear did not linger and returned his thoughts to the Divine Kingdom.

Bain, on the other hand, immediately went to work, first sending people to the Submerged Reed Beds to collect reeds and attempt to make weapons.

Simultaneously, organizing manpower, dispatching some cave dwellers carrying a full set of mining tools to the Crown Tribe to excavate ores...

When the reeds from the Submerged Reed Beds were delivered to Fray’s hands, Bulin, the head of the Blacksmith Shop, immediately paid attention.

The quality of the materials, to him, was apparent at first glance.

The freshly harvested reeds seemed like any ordinary reeds, but upon closer inspection, one could feel the dense and unique texture, with a faint magic power fluctuation on them.

Upon knowing these were manufactured by the great Your Majesty, immediately devoted full attention to research them...

And the uniqueness of these materials soon made the Blacksmith Shop delighted, deeply immersed in fascination.

After Lear returned to the Divine Kingdom, he contemplated and looked at a head exuding a sacred aura beside him.

The God of Flame and Rekindling...

The divinity contained within was extremely rich; if completely extracted, it might allow a demigod to complete their final transformation.

However, for him, this item was not very useful at the moment. In later stages, it can be rewarded to a subordinate who achieves merit.

Now... with a wave of his hand, the head plummeted down, smashing through the ground, and fell into the deepest layer of the Swamp Divine Kingdom.

Unless someone overturns his Divine Kingdom, no one can retrieve it.

Having dealt with the head, Lear took out the unique crystal stone—Heart of Kristanar.

Simply holding it in hand, one could sense an extremely terrifying energy surging within.

It contained abundant and pure divinity.

He marveled at it in his heart.

Powerful Divine Power, truly generous.

An opportunity for breakthrough.

Weak divine power, although nowhere near the existence of a powerful divine power, was no longer at the bottom of the food chain.

However, the breakthrough transformation must need time; now, it’s better to first arrange current affairs.

In contemplation, he picked up the stone slab harboring an ancient secret technique and came to the Land of Crimson Rot.

Threw the stone slab onto the ground.

Then directly mobilized the energy of flesh...

In the next moment, the ground boiled.

Pieces of flesh surged up quickly, rising, forming an altar.

As it rose inch by inch, countless inscriptions were branded around.

They appeared mysterious and obscure.

Lear had not studied any inscriptions, but the end of power converges at the rules, similar to a grown man understanding a second-grade math problem easily.

The flesh rapidly coagulated, the altar rapidly rose.

After twenty minutes, an altar constructed using Chaos Lizardman Secret Technique was quietly born.

The altar was nine meters high, the stairs on the front were made of bones, allowing direct ascent to the top.

And as long as flesh is placed within a 30-meter range of the altar, the altar will devour the flesh, and the obtained energy will directly enhance the lizard-man at the altar’s top.

Only the bloodline of a lizard-man can be strengthened; otherwise, it will directly strip the flesh’s power, turning it into a sacrifice.

After the altar was installed, Lear was in a very good mood.