Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

Chapter 805 - 340: Farewell, Firina

The waves outside are difficult to affect Weilu City, which has a swamp as its strategic depth.

Being able to develop steadily amid great changes is a very fortunate thing.

The excavation work of the God of Slaughter won’t end in the short term. According to the Goddess of Misfortune’s estimation, it will take at least ten days to half a month to excavate the true divine body.

Lear, having learned this news, didn’t stay long and bid farewell to the Goddess of Misfortune, returning to the Divine Kingdom.

When he took out the mysterious bone fragment containing the Power of Chaos, the rooted chaos grass swayed immediately, emanating rays of brilliance.

Like a magnet, it directly attracted the bone fragment in his hand.

It slowly fell to the ground, landing near its roots.

The two simultaneously emitted a hazy glow, responding to each other, appearing very subtle.

After the fragment fell, Lear immediately sensed the growth speed of the tender buds emerging from the chaos grass starting to accelerate...

Indeed, they have a certain miraculous connection.

After carefully sensing and ensuring there would be no issues, his mood turned cheerful.

The joy of treasure hunting is somewhat addictive.

As he pondered, he focused his gaze again on the head of the Master of Fear.

This head is badly shriveled, long beyond recognition.

The new Master of Fear has long been born in the Abyss, and no Power of Authority remains here.

Clearly, this is the corpse of the previous Master of Fear... But it doesn’t matter if there’s no authority because the Divinity contained within it is very rich.

It’s certainly a good treasure.

Although he doesn’t lack Divinity at the moment, this item is an invaluable treasure for cultivating heroes.

The Flesh Butcher, Dragon of Death, even the Two-headed Ogre Chieftain, and Extraordinary Vampire... all are suitable, there’s no worry about having no one to use it.

But there’s no rush now; arrangements can be made when free... He waved his hand and sealed the head deep into the ground.

Then he took out the last item... the Divine Artifact Fragment of the God of Slaughter.

This thing is badly shattered, only one-third palm-sized remains.

Yet despite this, one can still feel the sharpness of the artifact.

Held in hand, there’s a feeling as if the soul is about to be torn apart.

Along with the previously excavated arm of the Master of Madness, these make four treasures... This harvest is simply amazing.

Moreover, the body of the God of Slaughter is the most important treasure.

Lear is very pleased.

Thinking for a moment, he left the Divine Kingdom with this item and returned to Weilu City.

He went straight to the blacksmith shop, placing the Divine Artifact Fragment in front of Bulin, the Fray leader.

Bulin’s eyes reddened the moment he sensed the fragment’s aura, and before Lear could speak, he quivered.

"Your Majesty, is this... a fragment of a divine artifact?!"

"Indeed, it’s the divine artifact of the God of Slaughter, containing a faint amount of slaughter authority."

That sliver of authority is less than one ten-thousandth.

Yet even so, it’s genuine authority, a part of the world’s rules.

It’s extremely impactful for Bulin.

His voice hoarse, he said.

"Your Majesty, are you planning to..."

"For you to reference, see if it can be utilized."

Upon hearing this, Bulin didn’t hesitate in the slightest, directly kneeling on one knee, his right hand on his chest, his tone fervent.

"Your Majesty, you are the eternal faith of the Fray people!"

"Thank you for your gift; this is of great significance to us!"

The Fray people lost considerable High Tier forging knowledge due to the curse of the God of Forging.

Gaining a fragment of a divine artifact for reference is exceptionally meaningful.

Moreover, such an item, only fragments are suitable; genuine divine artifacts are beyond their reach.

Lear nodded.

"Go boldly and do it; apply directly to City Hall for any resources you need..."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Bulin, as if holding a holy relic, respectfully took the Divine Artifact Fragment and excitedly left.

Before long, the entire blacksmith shop became bustling.

Witnessing this, Lear couldn’t help but smile.

He didn’t linger any longer, left the blacksmith shop, and inspected the territory.

Everything was normal, as the demon outside hadn’t caused the slightest influence.

After ensuring everything was stable, he hurried back to Katana.

With the scope expanding larger, he moves like a fast-spinning top, not having much time to rest.

This time he no longer occupied the body of the Dark Night Hunter and directly mobilized the Starry Sky Vine, forming a vine body.

Then he rode on the Swamp Giant-Horned Deer King, accompanied by two squadrons of Crowned Eagle Horned Beast Knights as guards, leaving Katana.

Heading south↓

Flying over the winding and rugged Long Thorn Mountain Range, one can see numerous villages already deserted.

Simultaneously, there’s no presence of enemies.

Currently, the area is relatively safe, only reigniting conflicts when the next Centaur God arrives.

Lear’s party moved quickly, flying out of the mountains in less than an hour, gazing ahead at a vast plain.

At the edge of the mountain, there are traces of villages, but these villages are already deserted, leaving scattered houses and untended farmland.

Ancient humans are coveted resources by all Divine Spirits, naturally not allowed to wander outside.

Lear didn’t have the mood to focus on their precise whereabouts, accelerating forward.

Another hour later, on the vast plain, a tall city still under construction slowly came into view.

Upon getting closer, one can see a massive number of workers like ants constantly strengthening the city walls, exceeding a hundred thousand in number.

Simultaneously, turret towers rise behind them, with numerous heavy bows being tested and installed atop.