Chapter 50: Killing God?!
After resting for a while, Lear walked out of the tent, looked at the glaring sun, and took a deep breath.

The further he explored, the more pressure he felt from all around.

The enemies that have been identified so far are: the smelly giant monster and the two-headed ogre.

↑ 30 kilometers to the north, there are more than 500 level 9 rotten centaurs.

Hidden dangers - unknown giant three-toed footprints, a glimpse of a flying dragon.

Now we have discovered a gathering place of murlocs and a place where dark naga are.

Although the level of the wetland lizardmen has been upgraded to level 7 and their strength has been greatly improved, they are still far from being able to sweep across the swamp.

He needed to continue to strengthen the power of these warriors while at the same time going on foreign expeditions to enslave more troops.

Swamp Banshees, Bubble Beasts, and Vine Fairies are all external explorations and conquests.

Although they all have strategic significance, they are still different from the frontal charging armies like the Wetland Lizardmen Warriors.

Lear thought about it and ordered people to summon the swamp witches and let them go with the army.

These banshees can be used now.

Their singing is perfect for attracting monsters.

Safe and efficient.

After thinking about it, he brought 8 more Bubble Beasts with him.

Since we plan to enslave more swamp lives, these cute little guys will be the best helpers.

The bubble prison they created was a perfect match with the skill of Divine Remaining Power.

After the army gathered, they set out directly.

The gathering place of the merfolk is 25 kilometers south of the City of Wisdom, and it takes some time to get there.

Cross the farmland area and enter the unexplored area to the south.

After going another four or five kilometers deeper, the vegetation in the swamp before us was particularly lush.

Large patches of wild grass with long vines grew above the mud, and loose mud accumulated below the grass.

From time to time, you can see half of a yellowed skeleton sticking out from under the grass.

buzz~
The sound of mosquitoes in my ears, coupled with the stuffy environment, makes me feel a little annoyed.

Stepping on the muddy ground, the wetland lizardman opened his webbed feet slightly to increase the contact area as much as possible.

Even in soft mud, these swamp creatures can move easily.

Lear is different from them. Magic power wraps around his body, making him as light as a feather. He can even walk on water plants.

In the swamp, his magic power recovered more than ten times faster than in the outside world, allowing him to maintain it for a long time.

Ah!
Suddenly, a shrill scream brought the army's actions to an abrupt halt.

Li'er turned his head and saw a wetland lizardman falling into the mud, rolling back and forth with a distorted face, holding his feet.

The wails of pain were particularly creepy.

His body was shaking uncontrollably, and he didn't even realize he had buried his head in the mud.

Hagus walked forward quickly with a grim look on his face, held the other person down, took a look at him, and immediately looked up and said.

"Master, it was bitten by a black-spotted red bloodworm!"

Lear frowned.

"poisonous insect?"

Haggs' eyes were solemn.

"Yes, Lord, we are not immune to the pain caused by the black-spotted red bloodworms!"

"These venomous insects are extremely poisonous and like to occupy a large area as their hunting grounds."

"I'm afraid this place is already full of black-spotted red bloodworms!"

"They live in the mud and underground. Once there is a big disturbance on the surface, they will retreat into the ground. Their holes can even go hundreds of meters deep underground, making them extremely difficult to deal with."

The dragon's dung is almost gone, and it is impossible to carry it with you all the time when you go out hunting.

Without the dragon's might to deter them, the poisonous insects in the swamp could appear at any time.

Two wetland lizardmen carried their injured companion over. Lear looked down and saw an exaggeratedly large swelling in the gap of the leg armor.

The scales were bulging and blood could be seen oozing from the gaps.

Swamp bounty.

Magic power surged, and a healing spell slightly alleviated the pain of the wetland lizardman, and the expression on his face eased.

"Come closer to me."

As the words fell, the remaining power of the gods emanated.

One could vaguely feel that the insects hiding under the short grass and mud were quietly fleeing deep underground.

"How do these poisonous insects compare to swamp spiders?"

Haggs shook his head.

"Although the swamp spiders are highly toxic, they are still not as toxic as the black-spotted red bloodworms. It is said that these poisonous insects mutated from the flesh and blood of giant dragons. Although their level is not high, their toxicity is extremely fierce."

How can any life be related to dragons?
The corners of Lear's mouth twitched.

He looked down at the ground, thoughtfully.

It seems a pity to let such a poisonous insect go.
While thinking, he turned his head to look at the swamp banshee beside him.

"Can you lure out these poisonous insects hiding underground?"

The swamp witch nodded immediately.

"Master, let's try."

Although they have inherited wisdom, they have just hatched and are far from experienced, and they are not sure whether the singing will work on the insects.

The three swamp banshees slightly opened their rosy lips, and their white teeth contrasted with each other.

The next moment, a melodious and gentle singing voice came out of his mouth.

Lear felt like a pair of warm hands massaging his soul.

I soaked myself in the warm water, feeling comfortable.

Rustling.

The grass shook, and Lear could clearly sense that in the soil below, lives emitting unique auras began to climb upward.

In a moment, a few meters ahead, a dark red insect about the thickness of a thumb, 20 centimeters long, and covered with black spots crawled out of the mud and onto the short grass on the surface.

Looking around, there were thousands of them densely packed in this area.

Just one look at it can make your scalp tingle.

Haggs's face changed even more.

Fortunately, they didn’t go too deep. If they all crawled out, half of them would be killed!

Black-spotted red bloodworm

[Level]: Level 3

[Potential]: 1 stars

[Racial Talent]: Highly toxic. The body can produce soul poison, which cannot be immune to. After being poisoned, the soul will gradually decay.

[Skills]: Venom sac (1 star) can store venom up to half of its body weight.

[Evaluation]: A poisonous insect with terrible toxins.

It is indeed a poisonous insect, both its talents and skills are extremely poisonous!
Although the level is not high, the poison that comes with it is not simple.

Lear looked delighted.

"Gather these black-spotted red bloodworms and bring them back to the territory!"

Finding poisonous insects and plants is also one of the goals of exploration. The smelly giant monsters that occupy the ancient ruins are waiting to enjoy them.

The Swamp Banshee was indeed a life form with 3-star potential. Her singing was melodious and those insects rushed over quickly as if they had found some delicious food.

Lear saw a plant as broad as a banana leaf nearby, and asked the wetland lizardman to pick a few leaves and place them in front of him.

The black-spotted red bloodworms immediately crawled up on their own. There were thousands of them, crawling so densely that it looked disgusting.

After all the bugs were left out, Bubblemon blew out bubbles and collected them all.

Although these black-spotted red bloodworms are disgusting, they can also be deadly if used properly!

At least, the Smelly Giant Monster is very suitable for these little things.
Lear felt a little better.

Keep the troops moving.

After this incident, everyone's vigilance was raised again.

During this period, we encountered many poisonous mosquitoes, but none of them were as valuable as the black-spotted red bloodworms.

When they were less than five kilometers away from the gathering place of the merfolk, the wetland lizardmen who were exploring ahead sent back a message:

A murloc sentry was spotted ahead.

Lear immediately perked up, and the fatigue caused by several hours of travel was swept away.

Finally, we get into the main show!
In order to prevent any accidents, he waved his hand and asked Hags to go there personally and take down the secret sentry.

The Wetland Lizardman Hero muttered a yes and immediately disappeared from sight.

When he arrived ahead, Hags had two bruised and swollen merman captives in his hands.

These guys, covered in mucus, give off a disgusting stench and are quite disgusting to look at.

Lear turned his head and looked at the swamp witch with long light blue hair beside him.

Needless to say, the other party stepped forward immediately.

Her red lips slightly parted, and her beautiful voice lingered and melodious.

Several terrified merfolk were instantly lost, with dazed expressions in their eyes, watching the swamp banshee laughing foolishly.

The saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth.
Seeing this, Lear couldn't help but take another look at the swamp witch.

These magical lives with 3-star potential really become more useful the more you use them.

What a pity, there are only 3.

Moreover, it takes 20 years to breed a baby, so it is too late to give birth now.
"How many people are there in your territory right now? Where is your chief?"

"Everyone is in the territory. The chief is leading his people to offer sacrifices to the Father God."

Sacrifice?

Lear raised his brow.

The murloc captives we captured this morning also made the same excuse. Are these guys so pious?

Sacrifices are held every few days.

The merman spoke in a fanatical tone.

"The great Father God will be resurrected, and the merman will eventually rise!"

"All people will bow down at the feet of God the Father"

"This swamp will belong to the merfolk, and the entire wilderness will be ruled by us!"

The piety of the believers was worthless, and the other party's almost crazy tone made Lear frown slightly.

When he was about to continue the interrogation, the intelligence system in his mind suddenly refreshed new information -

[You have heard about the resurrection of the Half-Mercury God, and additional related intelligence has been triggered - after the Half-Mercury God fell a million years ago, only a remnant of his soul remained sleeping, and he did not wake up until last month.]

[The murlocs of the slime clan happened to be nearby. These murlocs were once again shrouded in the gaze of their father god and began to fight for the murloc god.]

[The residual soul of the merman god contains unique divinity, and it is impossible to kill the god by ordinary means. ]

[But the swamp godhood can wipe out the opponent's remaining soul. ]

When Lear saw the prompt from the intelligence system, his breathing suddenly stopped.

I just felt my mouth dry and a surge of hot blood rushed from my spine into my head.

What the fishman said about the Father God awakening is actually true? ! !
The Half-Mercefox God, who had fallen a million years ago, has been resurrected!!
The most important thing is that he can wipe out the opponent's remaining soul.

A word suddenly appeared in his mind that made everyone in the Noel plane tremble - God-killing!
My blood is boiling.

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