roar~
At this moment, a roar of a wild beast from far away broke the silence on the field.

Lear came to his senses and turned his head subconsciously.

His eyes were deep and dark, and at this moment he seemed to see through time and space.

When he looked away, his eyes immediately became cold.

He glanced around and spoke slowly.

"A large number of wild monsters have flooded into the swamp. You must return to Wei Lu City immediately and lead the team to stop them."

"Don't let those monsters invade the territory."

The aura of swamp authority is a fatal temptation to most wild monsters.

All projects in Weilu City are now running, and any accident may cause huge losses.

"As you wish."

The heroes who were kneeling on the ground finally came to their senses from the shocking scene and responded immediately.

He then returned to his territory.

Seeing this, Lear didn't worry too much and slowly landed in front of the flying dragon.

At this moment, only a huge dragon head was left floating on the ground, which was twice as tall as an ordinary person.

The ferocious appearance makes people tremble.

Seeing Lear approaching, the other party could no longer bear the suppressed anger in his heart.

"Bastard, you lowly bastard!!"

"If I hadn't been unprepared, how could I have let you succeed?"

Li Er looked at the flying dragon that was trying to save his dignity with a calm expression.

"There's not much difference between this battle with you and without you."

"You don't think you can control this power without me, do you?"

Before Feilong could say something, Li Er had already stepped forward.

The scarlet cage melted away like the tide at this moment.

Feilong noticed his movements and immediately became alert.

"Human, what do you want to do?!"

Lear ignored him, approached him, stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the head, and a force as violent as a tsunami erupted.

Penetrate into the body!

Endless divine power was surging unbridled at this moment.

Like collapsing mountains and shattered galaxies.

Slavery!

The rolling divine power overwhelmed the flying dragon and invaded his mind, but the next moment, Lear was surprised to find that the other party's soul did not exist alone, but had been completely integrated into his own body.

Cannot be enslaved.

Notice the change in Lear's mood.

Feilong came back to his senses from his shock, his eyes filled with mockery.

"Don't even think about it, human. How could a great dragon be enslaved by outsiders?"

"Even if a god came, he couldn't do it!"

"The blessing of the Dragon God has completely integrated our souls and bodies. Unless we are willing, no one can use external force to make us submit!"

Higher life forms naturally have the pride of higher life forms.

Its methods are also incomparable to those of ordinary life.

Lear raised his brows slightly.

This is somewhat unexpected.

I have no experience in enslaving dragons.

At this moment, he seemed to sense something.

His mind moved slightly, and the flesh and blood on the ground rolled.

A three-meter-long mechanical severed finger emerged.

These are the treasures left behind by the 12 goblin creations that slew the gods and demons.

"Sir Lear, I didn't expect you to take control of the swamp so quickly. It's really surprising."

The old voice of the ancient goblin god sounded in the air with a hint of surprise.

Lear nodded.

"Your Majesty Azzaro, it was a coincidence."

"It seems you have recovered a lot."

"This is thanks to your Excellency's recent help."

The Flesh Slayer would inject divinity every one or two days, which allowed the ancient goblin god to recover continuously.

Although this bit of divinity is insignificant compared to his former great power, helping in times of need is more valuable.

Lear nodded, as if he had thought of something, but his eyes did not move.

"Your Majesty Azaro, I wonder how the goblins enslaved those imprisoned enemies in ancient times and made them obey their orders."

Feilong, who was standing by, felt a little mocking when he heard what Li Er said.

"Human, stop daydreaming!"

"The Dragon God is protecting all dragons!"

"Unless you can break through the blessing of my god, that would be even better. My god will notice it immediately."

The ancient goblin god also responded at this moment.

"This flying dragon is not wrong. The blessing of the Dragon God can allow all dragons to maintain the autonomy of their souls. If someone can destroy the blessing of the Dragon God, the other party will be able to detect it directly."

"It's easy to kill dragons, but hard to enslave them."

"That old dragon has survived from ancient times to the present day and is one of the most powerful gods."

"Even a being like the God of War can only fight him to a draw."

These words made Feilong even more proud.

I almost don't look people in the eye anymore.

He seemed to have completely forgotten that he was still a prisoner.

This death made Lear's mouth twitch.

Just as he was about to speak, the ancient goblin god continued.

"But nothing is invincible. Flying dragons are an inferior bloodline among the dragon race and are often not considered as fellows by orthodox dragons."

"But the blood of this flying dragon is pure, which is rare. It is normal that it has the blessing of the Dragon God. It cannot be enslaved by traditional means, but we can use ancient transformation methods."

"Sir Lear, I wonder if you are interested in owning a mechanical flying dragon?"

Feilong's expression immediately changed after hearing these words. He turned to look at the mechanical finger, his tone filled with a bit of shame and anger! !
"Damn you bastard! How dare a lowly soul talk about dragons so arrogantly!"

"Noble blood flows in my body!"

"You are the inferior life! Bastard!"

He didn't take the so-called mechanical flying dragon seriously at all.

The blood flowing in his body was what made him most proud. The other party was so dismissive. Wasn't that a disdain for him? !
Lear frowned slightly.

"Dry tongue!"

The flesh and blood earth rolled over and suddenly sank down.

The flying dragon continued to collapse, its mouth was buried directly, leaving only a pair of eyes and half of its head exposed on the surface.

I couldn't utter a single word.
I could only express my anger with my eyes, but no one paid any attention to me, and I became extremely depressed.

Li Er looked at the mechanical severed finger and asked with interest.

"Your Majesty Azaro, how can I obtain a mechanical flying dragon?"

With the two-headed ogre chief in front of him, he was very interested in mechanical transformation.

The fantasy version of cyberpunk is also very exciting.

The dull voice of the ancient goblin god sounded.

"My strength has recovered a little. It's not difficult to transform a level 16 inferior dragon."

Feilong was about to explode when he heard this. His eyes widened to a terrifying degree. If he hadn't covered his mouth, he would have cursed for half an hour. "But if you want it to have a higher growth potential, you need to prepare some high-level metals above 4 stars."

"The ore produced by the vein in the Crimson Carrion Land can be used as a cornerstone."

Lear nodded.

He glanced at the inconspicuous scarlet iron ore in the corner.

It seems that a lot of blood and flesh will be needed again.
The force reserved for hunting the Fallen Demons was so strong, but it has only been a short time and they are almost unable to hold on.

This consumption is extremely large.

However, this batch of reserves was transformed into substantial power, which greatly increased the power in his hands.

Absolutely no loss.

Moreover, the spider banshee of the Night Shadow Clan is still in the territory.

Trade with the other party can provide him with a large amount of high-quality ore.

Judging from the fact that the other party could easily take out so much fine gold, it is hard to tell how rich his family background is.

Now that I have the power, I can also take some time to visit the Night Shadow Clan.

Foreign trade is definitely the fastest and safest way to earn resources.

Plunder is like draining the pond to catch all the fish, it is a one-time transaction, and once it is done, it is gone, while trade is a long-term process and has the stability that a territory most desires.

After calming down, he looked at the severed mechanical finger.

"Your Majesty Azaro, I will gather the high-level ores as soon as possible. I will trouble you then."

Lear still maintained sufficient respect for this ancient god.

Not to mention other things, the knowledge that the other party possesses alone is a huge fortune.

Thinking of this, an idea flashed in my mind.

"Your Majesty Azaro, I have great respect for the knowledge of goblins. Is it possible for Your Majesty to teach goblin knowledge in the City of Dew?"

After saying this, the ancient goblin god was stunned for a moment, and then said with some surprise.

"Sir Lear, is this okay?!"

Although the goblin civilization was as bright as the sun, it was eventually destroyed by the gods, cutting off all civilization.

Even the glorious history they created has been completely buried and is no longer known to the world.

This left him at a loss for a moment.

He is the only one left among the goblins. Is there any meaning in all this?

Lear's words gave him some hope. Perhaps he was not the only one who longed for the goblin civilization?
"Of course, if you don't mind, I will offer a course on goblin knowledge in the City of Wisdom."

“You can serve as a lecturer and pass on knowledge that was once so brilliant.”

Whether it is destructive weapons such as goblin bombs, mechanical modification, or the means of manufacturing machinery, the goblin civilization is top-notch.

How lucky it is to have such a big man who is proficient in goblin knowledge and even created goblin civilization and is willing to teach him everything he knows. It is definitely a blockbuster for the territory.

It feels like a big shot who has obtained dozens of the highest international and domestic professional titles and has created an era is here to train talents specifically for you.

He also had the idea of ​​imparting in-depth knowledge long ago, and with the swamp banshee around, the education on basic territory knowledge could be completed quickly.

But deep knowledge is not something that can be easily achieved.

The voice of the ancient goblin god came with great joy.

"Of course I am willing!"

What you want!

The goblins have been submerged, and he needs a fulcrum to rebuild the goblin civilization.

As long as you can light a torch and leave a seed, the goblins will surely come back!
This is Lear giving him a chance.

Feilong, who was standing by, saw that neither of them took it seriously, and his eyes turned red with anger.

But he couldn't speak, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the scarlet land of rotten flesh. He could only hold back his anger.

Once the discussion is over, the battle will come to an end.

After several months of preparation and accumulation, he finally gained control of the power he had always dreamed of.

Swamp power!

Li Er took a deep breath and focused his attention back into his body.

Level 11, finally breaking the stagnation of several months.

And this level is far from being able to express his true combat power.

The power in the body is surging like magma at this moment. The bones, muscles, blood vessels, every inch of skin, and every cell are filled with tremendous power.

Even if he were to fight the flying dragon head-on at this moment, he could still knock away the level 16 lifeform buried in the earth!
To resist the dragon's breath you have to rely on pure physical strength!
This is the ultimate transformation brought about by authority.

And the originally ordinary magic power turned into a boundless ocean.

It is many times more powerful than before.

He felt that he could release the swamp's gift several times without any effort.

The enhancement gained from this transformation can no longer be simply described by level; it is a transformation of the life level.

Take a deep breath and let your senses escape.

There was a hint of intoxication in Lear's eyes. At this moment, the entire muddy swamp was within his perception range.

It is clear how many wilderness monsters have set foot in the swamp.

He could even directly mobilize the power of the swamp if he wanted to!
Whether it is a mudstorm or the collapse of the earth, it all depends on a single thought!
As long as he is in the swamp, this is his absolute home ground!
Far more exaggerated than Kalanis's domain.

He is the god of the swamp, the only master, and the great existence praised and revered by all wetland life.

At the same time, the energy of the swamp was pouring into the body.

Every minute and every second is strengthening his soul and body.

However, this transformation has reached its extreme, and it will be difficult to achieve further transformation in a short period of time.

After Lear calmed down, his eyes became cheerful.

Although there are only a few harvests this time, they are definitely the best ever.

First of all - the complete swamp authority.

If the swamp godhood was not flawed, he would be able to completely control the rules of the swamp at this moment.

But even so, he who holds the power over the swamp can already display some of God's majesty.

Secondly, he knew where the remaining swamp godheads were, and could vaguely sense their approximate directions.

As long as I become strong in the future, I can take back the remaining swamp godhood at any time.

However, at that time, he will also be excluded from the main plane by the rules, which requires long-term consideration.

Third, there is the level 16 flying dragon, a ferocious being that cannot be stopped even when besieged by several heroic Dawnbringers.

Although he was finally suppressed by him in the land of scarlet carrion, his opponent's strength was indisputable.

He still remembers the moment he first stepped into the swamp and saw a flying dragon flying across the sky, and the entire swamp became silent.

It was the most intuitive display of high-level life force, which left a deep impression on him.

At that time, he did not expect that in just a few months, he would trample under his feet this life that he could only look up to.

Once the goblin ancient god transforms it into a mechanical flying dragon, it will gain a new and powerful combat power.

Finally, the shocking fighting spirit to seal the power of the swamp!
This is a power that a demigod has been nurturing for who knows how many years, as evidenced by the fact that he can still seal the authority of the gods even after his own death.

But by chance, after he cut the chains and released the power, the chains that imprisoned the target were lost, and they became his power by accident.

From then on, these 12 chains became his private property.

Even if the demigod who had been reduced to scum was resurrected, he could not take it away.

Chains of War
[Level]: Special
[Features]: It was forged by a demigod who lived in ancient times and spent his entire life nurturing it through countless bloody battles until his death. The stronger the fighting spirit is, the stronger the fighting spirit chain will be.

[Evaluation]: If the holder possesses an unyielding soul and supreme fighting spirit, even divine weapons will pale in comparison!

Although its attributes are simple, its power can be seen from the fact that it can directly ban a flying dragon.

From then on, his means of attack became diversified. He no longer needed to rely on his subordinates. He himself was the most ferocious one.

Even without using the power of authority, he could imprison a high-level life form of level 16 with just a thought.

This is power, absolute power!!

The corners of Lear's mouth curled up.

There was a wanton light flashing in his eyes.

After pursuing it for so long, I finally got it!!
happy! !
It's so fucking satisfying!! (End of this chapter)