Swamp Lord: I have an intelligence system

The feeling of growing stronger silently made Lear very happy.

The swamp is a natural barrier that isolates most dangers.

Although the wind and waves outside are very strong, the City of Weilu can always have a safe space for development.

This is extremely important.

With the increase in military strength, ordinary wild monsters can no longer have any impact on the City of Wei Lu.

Although hunting operations have been suspended during this period, the territory still maintains a high level of security.

The winged demon patrols the surroundings every day to prevent powerful enemies from appearing.

Unfortunately, the number of winged demons emerging from the dimensional plane during this period has become extremely rare.

This brutal army cannot expand.

Previous intelligence suggested that the two-winged demon would organize a major counterattack, but he had not seen it yet, as if he was frightened by the breath of the swamp.

In addition, because he transferred a large number of swamp banshees into the original plane, these lives with extremely high strategic value became insufficient.

Missionary work in the wilderness came to a standstill.

But what’s interesting is that the several tribes that had previously preached the gospel have now begun to preach in the surrounding areas.

During this period, many believers were accepted.

These missionary forces were carefully selected and each had their own means of survival.

Therefore, neither the outpouring of life in the dimensional plane nor the ongoing Dark Crow Plague has affected them. Instead, they have a tendency to take the opportunity to expand their power.

Regarding the original plane, Lear also communicated with the ancient goblin god, but unexpectedly, this ancient being did not know much about it.

However, after hearing his introduction, the ancient goblin god sternly advised that they must try every means to occupy more temples and attract more believers.

Lear naturally understood and let him manage the territory's government affairs together with Bain.

This person has an astonishing origin and his abilities are top-notch in every aspect. It would be a waste if he is not put to good use.

The ancient goblin god did not refuse and personally improved the current territory system. At the same time, he established a department to unify the management and dispatch of several important production projects.

It directly raised administrative efficiency to a new level, and Bain was full of admiration.

With this great general on his side, Lear continued to focus his attention on the original plane.

Obviously, there is more urgency here now.

Catanaro has already laid the foundation and has recruited 20,000 believers. The next step is to take action on the remaining temples!

At noon on the 24th, Lir summoned Calanis and gazed at this dashing night elf hero.

"Gather the troops immediately. We need to take control of the remaining temples in the Longthorn Mountains as quickly as possible."

Controlling the temple would allow one to obtain a portion of the original power of the primordial plane, which was extremely tempting.

He only controlled one temple, but his godhood was restored by 5%. If he could control all 20 temples in the Longthorn Mountains.

I dare not imagine how much of the godhood can be restored.

But the prerequisite is that each temple requires 100,000 faith powers to activate.

Around the Longthorn Mountains, there are three evil gods: the Lady of Pain, Bane, the god of tyranny, and the goddess of doom.

The competitive pressure is great.

There is no time to delay.

But fortunately, these three people do not have the foundation to obtain massive power of faith in a short period of time.

He would be even more worried if gods like the Lord of Dawn, the Sun God, and the God of Justice were by his side.

The missionary method of the gods in the light camp is the same as his. It develops slowly in the early stage, but once it forms momentum, it will be like a raging fire in the wilderness and cannot be stopped.

"Your Majesty, your will is above all else!!"

Ishani responded solemnly.

At this moment, the army gathered quickly.

On this trip, Lear dispatched one squadron each of Cold-Blooded Cavalry and Night Hunters, as well as five swamp banshees and one squadron of sect knights formed by believers.

Head straight for the nearest temple.

Although this temple has not yet been visited by the Swamp Banshee, it is very close to her missionary range.

The village has the most followers of the Swamp Cult.

In addition to their group, several other groups of swamp banshees were sent into the nearest village with a temple to preach.

Five villages were selected at once.

The strategy unfolds quietly

The village that Lear came to in person was called Bluestone Village. The name was very common. There were at least four or five villages with this name in the Longthorn Mountains.

The population is quite large, with thousands of people.

The distance to Catanaro is only 60 kilometers in diameter.

During this period, it has been greatly affected, and there are already dozens of shallow believers of the Swamp Sect.

When Lear moved in with his army, it immediately caused a sensation.

Curious, vigilant, skeptical... the villagers looked at this fierce army with various emotions.

But for the believers of the Swamp Cult, this was like an angel descending to earth.

Come out to greet them joyfully.

With the firm guarantee of these believers, the army entered smoothly.

The Swamp Banshee then began to perform her familiar combos in a natural way, curing illnesses and saving lives, and performing dramas.

Just by curing diseases and saving lives, the villagers' favorability towards the Swamp Cult has been maximized without any preaching.

By the time the drama performance ended in the evening, the number of shallow believers had soared to three hundred, accounting for one-third of the village's population.

But just as the crowd dispersed amid the heated discussion, an unexpected event occurred.

A young man in his early twenties, accompanied by more than a dozen strong men, stopped Lear and his party.

"Please stop your tricks!"

The young man who was in the lead had an angry look on his face.

"I don't care where you come from or what your purpose is. You are not welcome in Qingshi Village. Please leave tomorrow morning!"

Lear looked at the young face and raised his brows slightly.

Fear, terror, worry...all kinds of emotions can be sensed from it.

The possessed night elf spoke slowly.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

"The chief of Qingshi Village—Drew!"

"Mr. Drew, I sense your worry. What are you worried about?"

The voice was calm, without too many fluctuations, but the deep eyes gave the dozen people a great sense of oppression.

Even if his real body is not there, the possessed Night Hunter is a ferocious level 15 soldier.

How can ordinary ancient humans compare to this?

Drew's eyes narrowed and he spoke through gritted teeth.

"The villagers of Qingshi Village will never give up our land and wealth!"

"And I will never give up the Immortal Temple!"

"Your tricks will only be in vain!"

Lear smiled.

"You must have heard some rumors, haven't you?"

"The Swamp Cult is richer than you can imagine."

"You don't need to give up your land, and you don't need to give up your temple."

"I don't care what happens to you, I won't allow this to happen!"

Drew sounded less and less confident as he listened, and his tone was firm, as if there was no room for maneuver.

Use this to give yourself courage.

Li Er looked calmly at him and the dozen or so strong men behind him.

"Is it up to you to decide on this matter?"

Wave.

Two teams of crusading knights immediately appeared behind him. After several days of training, under his cultivation, their levels had all reached level 7.

Seeing the tall and strong Knight Guardian wearing alchemically activated armor, their faces suddenly changed.

"You, what do you want to do?"

"Blasphemers will be punished by the knights of the sect."

"We are not blasphemous!!"

Drew's face turned pale. Who could afford to bear such a charge?

In the village of Catanaro, there are real angels!

God is definitely not fake.

They were just worried that their village would be destroyed by the arrival of the Swamp Cult, but they didn't want to go against the Swamp Cult.

Lear said slowly.

"The Swamp Cult has never forced anyone to follow a belief, nor has it ever harmed ordinary people. However, we will never allow the sect to be defamed."

"Now, the Knights of the Church will take you to Catanaro to live for three days. After three days, I will bring you back."

He said and waved.

The sect knights immediately rushed forward and took control of them.

Several people wanted to resist, but it was like a chick facing a tiger, they couldn't stop it at all.

Interestingly, attacks on ancient humans by outsiders would trigger the temple’s defense mechanism.

But if their own kind were to do these things, there would be no impact.

This is one of the reasons why the Order of the Knights was formed.

Several people were taken away without even having the chance to struggle.

Drew's heart sank to the bottom. He wanted to resist, but the sect knight's big hands were as strong and solid as steel.

They couldn't shake it even a little bit.

Finally, the knights of the sect were fed up with their noise and knocked them out, then took them to Catanaro.

When Drew woke up, he found himself in a room.

He felt a chill in his heart, as if he was imprisoned in a dungeon and would probably be tortured next.

Blasphemy, this is a serious crime!

If the other party wants to find such an excuse, he will definitely not hold back.

But then to their surprise, the sect knights did not torture them at all and just let them go.

And get to the point.

"We let you come to the Holy City not to imprison you, but to let you personally experience the life and changes here."

"After three days, you can return to the village on your own. During these days, you are free except that you cannot leave Catanaro."

After saying that, he left.

A dozen people looked at each other, and finally looked at the young village chief.

Drew took a deep breath.

"Let's go, I want to see what this place looks like!"

He took the lead and stepped out of the room, his vision suddenly opening up.

The first thing you see is the vine wall outside Catanaro, which is 40 meters high and has surrounded 70% to 80%.

All the buildings in front cannot block the towering city walls.

Looking around, everything is protected.

It gives people a very strong visual impact.

Drew's heart trembled, and he was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses.

Looking at his companions, he found that they were all standing there in a daze. It was obvious that they had not expected that the walls of Catanaro were so magnificent and tall.

After waving his hands to wake up his companions, he continued to explore inside.

Catanaro is full of construction sites and busy people, and it looks like a bustling city.

With 20,000 believers, it was quite lively.

Not far away, we saw a group of outsiders moving their families into Catanaro.

Seeing this scene, I felt a little complicated. Is it really worth giving up my land and wealth?

While I was wondering, I saw a group of people being led to the side to register.

All the supplies he had with him were handed over.

Seeing this, he sighed inwardly, realizing that the rumors were indeed true.

But then, to his surprise, the people who were registering began to take out bags of gold coins and hand them to those who had handed in the supplies.

If you don’t need gold coins, you can also exchange them for materials of corresponding value.

And everyone was allotted their own house.

Drew couldn't believe it. Was this true?

Following the crowd, I took a look and saw hundreds of residential buildings rising from the ground.

My heart couldn't help but tremble.

If God is really determined to build the holy city, it will be completed in just a few months at this rate.

Coming to a city protected by gods seems to be more comfortable than farming on barren land, right?

While thinking, he turned around and walked in another direction with anxious steps.

He was eager to see more of Catanaro.

When he arrived at the market, he was overwhelmed by the huge amount of supplies.

In twenty or thirty ponds, bright red fish are swimming freely, and people come to buy them from time to time.

In addition, there is a large amount of packaged sweet nectar that people can try for free.

There were more than twenty tables with baked sweet bread, stretching for fifty or sixty meters.

There were even sets of armor and weapons for sale, and after walking around for a while, Drew began to doubt his life.

The believers who escorted them just now were wearing these armors, right? Can these be sold?

My heart began to waver.

At night, the swamp banshee began to impart knowledge, which directly pierced his heart.

Can everyone learn knowledge?

The class ended and the drama performance began. After being immersed in the wonderful plot, the show ended with a sense of loss.

Later, they were also allocated their own houses.

Drew entered the empty house with mixed emotions and sat on the stool for a long time before he calmed down.

After a day of hard work, he went to bed feeling a little sleepy. Only then did he realize that there was no quilt on the bed, and he didn't feel cold.

The temperature outside has dropped a lot.

With a bit of curiosity, I got up, opened the window, reached out to feel the outside, and clearly felt the cold breeze.

But just a window away, the residence is very comfortable.

constant temperature?!

This shocked him directly.

Is this the building built under God's will?

I stretched out my hand and felt the completely different temperatures of my palm and wrist. I was stunned for a long time.

The next day, Drew and his group fell silent.

No one said anything bad about Catanaro anymore.

After breakfast, they were assigned the task of building a small bridge.

After spending a lot of time clearing the floor, I thought it would take a lot of time to build it.

Unexpectedly, a chubby creature flew over, and its fist-sized body exuded fierce energy.

The vines grew out of the ground, and soon a bridge was built.

This made Drew's breathing quicken.

This method is worthy of being a holy city!

The original doubts I had about this place were completely dispelled after seeing one scene after another.

If the construction continues in this way, the Holy City can be completed in less than three to five months.

After thinking for a while, Drew looked up at the wetland angel flapping its wings in the sky and exuding endless power.

Take a deep breath.

It seems that being a citizen of the holy city, bathing in the divine light day and night, is countless times better than living in a barren village where one cannot even get treatment for illness. Not to mention, God's will resides in the sky.

When the three-day journey ended and Drew and his party were about to return to the village, they suddenly saw a notice recruiting sect knights in front of the temple at the entrance.

I don't know why I can't move my legs.

The next day, the residents of Qingshi Village were surprised to find that their village chief had returned in a majestic manner, wearing a sturdy armor and holding a sharp blade.

Looking at his companions' shocked eyes, Drew was in a very good mood.

Then, without hesitation, he summoned all the villagers and solemnly announced—

"I have already visited Catanaro to investigate all the villagers of Qingshi Village."

"Under God's will, Catanaro will be built into the holy city of the Swamp Cult, and all those who participate in the construction can become the first residents of the holy city."

"And the rumors that all property will be confiscated if we enter Catanaro are false. Our land and wealth are all under our own custody."

"You can also apply to the church for fixed assets that you cannot take with you, and exchange them for gold coins to purchase items in Catanaro."

"Becoming a resident of the Holy City will also provide you with free housing, public knowledge transfer, and free medical services!!"

“So, I decided to respond to the call of the saints and go to Catanaro to build the holy city!”

After the voice fell and there was a brief pause, the villagers below immediately burst into cheers.

Everyone was extremely excited.

"Praise you!"

"Holy City, haha, we are going to the Holy City too!!"

"Doesn't that mean that we can see drama performances every day?"

"What a wise decision! Praise the Swamp God!"

The healing and saving of lives in the past few days, the impact of the drama, and the spread of its previous reputation, had already caused the fall of Qingshi Village, and Drew was just the last of the group.

At this moment he made the final decision, which was final!

The entire village converted to the swamp sect.

Only then did Lear stride toward the temple.

With a slight movement of his mind, the power of faith surged out and poured directly into the temple.

Touches of green grew silently all around.

The divine nature in the body grows silently upwards.

The second temple was under control.

This scene is also happening in other villages.

After a few days like this, by April 30th, Lear already controlled 7 temples!

The degree of recovery of the godhood has reached 80%! (End of this chapter)