Swamp Lord: I have an intelligence system

After the enemy commander fled, the killing efficiency of the army of the City of Dew suddenly increased.

The coalition forces of the Song Clan were quickly extinguished.

The drow elves who resisted the most were the first to be eliminated by concentrated fire!

These descendants of the Spider Queen Rose were fierce and cruel, and had no intention of surrendering at all. Even if they were surrounded and killed, they did not retreat a single step.

Their attitude was even not inferior to that of the cold-blooded cavalry.

Lear was also quite moved when he saw this. It was not only his subordinates who were not afraid of death.

He was also a little happy to see the prey.

He asked people to capture a few injured drow elves and try to enslave them.

But when he went deep into their souls, he immediately found an extremely powerful force in them, which could not be enslaved at all.

Rose, the god of conspiracy, had control over her believers to the bone.

He did not leave any chance for outsiders.

Lear had no choice but to give up when he saw this.

When the ground battlefield was about to end, the eagle-like people in the sky also noticed something wrong.

After several waves of attacks failed, they suddenly dispersed and fled in all directions.

But the next moment, they saw the swarming graveyard guards rushing up and chasing frantically.

Even the great demons joined the slaughter.

They began to quickly eliminate the flying troops of the underground world.

The mechanical dragon that had just easily killed more than 2,000 eagles looked at the ground.

Compared with these flying lives, he preferred the targets on the ground that were not running fast.

But at this moment, Li Er asked him to hold off.

He asked the cold-blooded cavalry and the night hunters to begin to encircle the last force of the Song Clan coalition - the night elves.

The army pressed forward.

Its forces were slaughtered frantically, and before long, only a group of defeated soldiers were left on the field.

In the end, the army just surrounded them and did not attack again.

The night elves noticed this and stopped in surprise.

Underground life is not like surface life. It is not shameful to surrender when the situation is not right.

In that barren land shrouded in darkness all day long, preserving life and surviving is the supreme law.

Sacrificing one's life for honor is the most stupid thing in their eyes.

Staying alive is everything!

When the situation was deadlocked, the cold-blooded cavalry around slowly dispersed.

Just as the night elves were puzzled, they saw the night hunters behind them appear in front of them.

In an instant, all the night elves of the Song Clan trembled in their hearts and their breathing became rapid.

Their eyes were full of disbelief and shock.

"How is it possible?!"

"Night Hunters. Why are there so many Night Hunters?!"

Among the night elves, the Night Hunters are the top soldiers.

They need to go through countless fights and cruel training to be qualified for promotion. Finally, they have to bind to the activated plants to complete the promotion ceremony.

Even in the Song Clan, the number of Night Hunters is only two or three teams.

But the number that appeared in front of them was hundreds, which was completely beyond imagination.

Even the most powerful night elf clan in the underground world did not have such a large number of night hunters!

This is an absolutely legendary soldier in the night elf clan with a level cap of 15!

When everyone was in doubt, a majestic figure with a blood-red crown on his head and a black cloak on his body, as majestic as a mountain and as majestic as the rising sun at noon, slowly floated over.

His face was too young, but his aura was majestic without anger. Every move he made exuded a heart-shaking sense of oppression.

That was the unique aura of the superiors. In their eyes, they seemed as weak as ants.

Before he opened his mouth, a vast pressure like the flow of the starry sky and the surging waves swept over.

It was like a boulder falling on his chest.

His breathing was trembling, and his soul was wailing.

That terrifying aura made them feel the same aura and power as the god they believed in!

God? ! !

His eyes were full of fear and panic.

"Submission or destruction?"

The faint voice, word by word, smashed their hearts and splashed thousands of waves.

The terrifying pressure surged tenfold at this moment.

They could even feel their souls creaking and could collapse at any time.

Among the night hunters, Isani drove the swamp giant horned deer to step out and stared at the people in front of her.

"Life is the most precious thing. There is no need to give up survival for something illusory."

"Do you see the tribesmen in front of you? They are all night hunters, night hunters with powerful and terrible power!!"

"And all of this is given by my god!"

"Kneel down and surrender, all of you will receive the gift of my god and become new night hunters!"

"Kneel down!"

These words immediately hit the hearts of the night elves, and they became shaken one by one.

Before they could respond, the terrifying pressure around them exploded again, turning into an unstoppable arrow that pierced through their minds.

It left a mark in their souls.

The next second, the panic in the eyes of the night elves turned into confusion and helplessness, and then they looked at the majestic figure in the sky, gradually rising with intimacy and admiration.

Without strong resistance, these level 10 night elves were all easily enslaved.

Li Er calculated briefly, including the injured, the total number of these night elves was still 15 squadrons! !

1,500 people! !

His eyes immediately became excited.

This experience is not in vain!

As long as they are transformed into night hunters, the power in his hands will be enhanced again!

And it doubles the long-range power.

The army on hand suddenly became more abundant.

After coming back to his senses, Lear also felt a little emotional.

Fortunately, he became a god. If he didn't control this power, it would be difficult to survive and thrive in such a terrifying wilderness.

He could now understand the surprise and disbelief of the other pioneer lords when they first chose the Silt Swamp.

After calming down, he immediately asked the army to collect the corpses and count the loot.

After spending about twenty minutes, Ishani compiled the information and reported to him one by one.

"Your Majesty, all those escaping harpies have been killed and their bodies have been collected."

"Except for the choice of the night elf god who the big devil said escaped, all the enemies were killed!"

"On the battlefield, we collected more than 1,600 intact long swords used by drow elves. All of them are 2-star grade. They are attached with unique magic and are very sharp."

"Elven longbows of the Psalm clan - more than 2,300, 1-star quality."

"In addition, there are 60 3-star Elf heavy ballistae that have not been destroyed."

“This time it was quite rewarding.”

He paused for a moment and glanced at the busy battlefield not far away before continuing.

"In this battle, we lost 16 squads of cold-blooded cavalry."

"All the weapons left behind have been recovered, and the heavy rock armor is all broken and cannot be repaired."

"In addition, the armor on the remaining cold-blooded cavalry has been damaged, and more than 4 squadrons are close to being broken."

"The night hunters, more than two hundred people were injured, but no one was killed."

The sacrifices of 16 squads were absolutely negligible in this war against tens of thousands of enemies.

But from the perspective of Weilu City, this is a rare and huge loss.

As for the damage to the armor, it is not a big deal. As long as enough time is given, the heavy armor can be repaired automatically.

Lear nodded.

"Bring the fallen warriors back to the territory and bury them in the Tomb of Heroes. At the same time, record this war in the Hall of Heroes to remember these dead heroes."

"As you wish."

After Ishani answered, her eyes were a little dazed.

After being killed in battle, his deeds are remembered in the Hall of Valor for future generations to admire. This is an honor that is rarely seen in the underground world.

Although I have experienced it several times, every time I see my comrades being buried in graves and enjoying hero treatment.

I still felt sincerely happy inside.

They have not been forgotten.

At least she knew that one day, she would become a legend who would be admired after she fell on the battlefield.

This is a great relief for soldiers who have long been mentally prepared to die on the battlefield.

This seemingly inconspicuous system was quietly changing her attitude and that of all night elves.

Even the entire territory becomes different because of it.

At this point, the war came to an end with the perfect victory of Weilu City.

Profit from the war - mainly 15 squadrons of night elves.

Transform them into night hunters, and the long-range power in their hands will skyrocket.

Moreover, the Night Hunters are not only a long-range unit, they are equally ferocious in melee combat.

But with the cold-blooded cavalry in front, there was no need for them to charge.

In addition, the massive corpses obtained in the war have become the energy of the Scarlet Carrion Land.

Another wave of small profits.

The harvests such as weapons and equipment are not impressive.

In comparison, the equipment manufactured by Weilu City is more powerful - the war just now has tested it.

The price paid was 16 squads of cold-blooded cavalry plus the armor they wore.

Their enemy was the coalition of night elves and drow, and there were two gods behind them. It was a miracle that they only suffered this few casualties.

In addition, after this stronghold was pushed back twice, another hidden threat was eliminated.

The security of Weilu City has been improved.

In this unpredictable situation, any source of danger may become a trigger.

The less, the more peace of mind.

While thinking, he looked towards the open underground passage.

We cannot allow it to be so open, we still need to strictly regulate it.

While thinking, he turned to look at the big demons on the side and pointed at one of them.

"You return to the territory, bring 3 vine fairies over, and build a fortress at the entrance."

On the other side of the underground passage, there is magma charcoal needed for the blacksmith shop, which needs to be mined.

Building a fortress not only protects the safety of the surface, but also provides a safe backing for entering the underground in the future.

"yes!"

The big devil responded and immediately flapped his wings and left.

Not long after, it came galloping back again.

The little guy, about the size of three fists, was looking at the big devil with some dissatisfaction.

Only after seeing Li Er did he smile again.

After Lear arranged for the vine fairies to build the fortress, he left an army alone to guard it.

Only then did the rest of the people return to their territory.

In the next few days, Weilu City temporarily entered peace.

The fortress in the underground passage is being constructed very quickly and is expected to be completed in another five days. By then, only three or five squadrons of soldiers will be required to garrison the passage to firmly control the passage.

Other projects are also developing rapidly.

However, although the city of Wei Lu has gained time for development, the surrounding area is not peaceful.

News came from the Night Shadow Clan that the dungeon minotaurs who attacked them found another exit and have begun to mobilize the army to build a territory in the wilderness.

Judging from their appearance, they are obviously serious.

The number of hard laborers sent to the surface exceeds 50,000, and the number of troops has reached 30,000.

Its commander, the minotaur chieftain, is as high as level 18!

This is a force that the Night Shadow Clan cannot deal with at all.

They have no choice but to shrink and hide in the spider web forest, relying on geographical advantages to deal with the enemy.

Fortunately, the dungeon minotaurs are focusing on building the city at the moment and have not launched an attack on them.

Otherwise, even if they have geographical advantages, they will have to pay a terrible price.

But at the same time as this bad news came, there was also a good news that surprised Lear.

The Spider God's residual soul, which had not been condensed before, finally received a response from the Spider Banshee after constant prayers and sacrifices during this period.

The statue of the Spider God began to emit a trace of unique power.

This was the prelude to the condensation of the residual soul.

Li Er also gave a positive evaluation to the Night Shadow Clan and said that he would try his best to help them.

At the same time, he sent people to pull all the ore of the Night Shadow Clan back to the City of Wisdom

On November 29, there was also an abnormal movement on the other side - the Barbarian Tribe suffered a major blow again.

The Dark Snake Man crawled out of the passage for the second time.

This time, the prepared barbarians forced the snake man back again.

However, the number of the other side was too large, and more than 3,000 barbarian warriors had been killed in these two battles.

If it continued, even the fierce Barbarian Chieftain, who had an ancient soul hidden in his body and could kill a demigod after the outbreak, would find it difficult to continue.

The entire Barbarian Tribe would be destroyed.

The other party asked him for help for the second time.

The two friendly forces near the City of Wisdom were now suffering from the outflow of life in the underground world.

After receiving the news, Lear thought for a long time, and after coming to his senses, he directly ordered to continue to draw 2,000 ogres from the Broken Star Plane.

The ogres that had been converted into believers were directly charged into the blacksmith shop to produce equipment.

A large-scale war was imminent, and the expansion of armaments was imminent.

In addition, the alchemy workshop also began to increase investment in alchemy activated armor.

On the afternoon of the 29th, in the busy territory, Lear came to the alchemy workshop that was in production to inspect.

Although the blacksmith shop undertook the main equipment task, the equipment produced were all traditional armor and weapons.

There was no way to suit all arms.

The alchemy workshop was different. It had obtained the knowledge of the ancient goblin gods, and the alchemy activated armor produced had a wider range of effects.

It was an excellent way to improve the combat effectiveness of the army in a short period of time.

Seeing Lear coming, the busy crowd immediately stopped their work and saluted him with their hands on their chests with enthusiastic eyes.

The posture was extremely humble.

"Your Majesty, greetings to you."

"Good day, great Your Majesty, may the swamp last forever!"

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Since the church was built, the residents' greetings have changed to the posture of believers praying to the gods.

Full of enthusiasm and respect.

And seeing the gods they believe in every day, isn't this a kind of happiness.

Lear nodded slightly and let them continue to work.

At the same time, someone was sent to summon the goblin god.

After patrolling twice, the goblin god controlling the metal body quietly arrived.

Lear's mind moved slightly, shielding the voices of the two, and asked in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty Azaro, the abnormal movement in the underground world has become more and more serious. Do you know what went wrong?"

After clearing out the coalition forces of the Holy Song Clan, he had an in-depth conversation with the goblin god.

But he didn't get any results. There was too little information and it was impossible to judge.

But the situation obviously will not stop because of their doubts, and the movement remains the same these days.

Many troops patrolling around the sludge swamp have found traces of underground life.

Obviously, not only a few forces are heading to the surface, but more lives have also taken action.

The goblin god said solemnly.

"Even Rose has taken action. The danger that is waiting to be unleashed may be much more ferocious than what is seen on the surface."

"From the urgent posture of these forces, it can be inferred that the gods have no confidence to survive this disaster, so they can only flee to the surface."

The tone became low as he spoke.

"To achieve this effect, there is only one possibility. Their seals have loosened."

They?

Li Er was keenly aware of this word and asked with doubt.

"Who are they?"

"Sir Li Er, do you know what the underground world used to do?"

"Legend has it that the underground world is used to imprison evil gods, so the underground world is also called a dungeon."

"This is not a legend, this is a fact."

The goblin god's eyes became dark.

"In the ancient times when the goblin civilization had not yet prospered, the God of Creation had just created the world not long ago, and the Ancient God had just been suppressed into the abyss."

"The God of Creation fell into weakness, and the world had a large-scale breach, and the power of chaos and nothingness once again eroded"

"The battle between the God of Creation and the Ancient God caused a large number of rules to be chaotic and broken, and the above divine power, divine nature and divine blood were everywhere."

"After these powers were eroded by chaos, they strangely formed a kind of monster that cannot be killed - the evil gods!"

"The weak God of Creation cannot kill these terrible monsters that possess part of his power."

"As a last resort, the supreme being created the underground world to imprison them."

"The life in the dungeon is actually hatched and born under the power of the evil gods."

"Perhaps. They also sensed something and want to break free from the seal."

"Some time ago. The power of the ancient gods has appeared."

"This can explain why the life in the underground world is so crazy to the surface."

"Once the evil gods are freed, the entire underground life will collapse and shatter. This will be a world-destroying disaster."

Lear narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

Ancient gods, evil gods?

These ancient secrets are really cruel.

And this is not fake. Karanis, a fierce existence who holds a part of the tyrannical power, has the blood of the ancient gods flowing in her body!

If the goblin ancient god's guess comes true, then the current changes are probably just the beginning.

The dangers to be faced later will be ten or a hundred times more fierce. (End of this chapter)