Chapter 209: Draining blood, surprising harvest
Lear could not have imagined that the Lord of the Foul and Flies had not grown up after suffering so many losses.
He actually dared to rush directly into the swamp and wanted to kill him!
How did this fly's brain grow?
Why did it think that a being who controlled the power would have no means to deal with it, a demigod?
As long as he was in the swamp, he was a real god!
The power that the other party relied on was just a joke in his eyes.
The only threat was the power of the ancient gods controlled by the other party.
But the Lord of the Foul and Flies only got a treasure of the ancient gods, and it was not the ancient gods who took action personally.
Can its power still counter the power of rules?
With a strange mood, the thoughts penetrated the flesh and blood.
In the depths of the scarlet rotten meat land, scarlet chains were now tightly imprisoning the huge Lord of the Foul and Flies.
This demigod was struggling and roaring with the most violent power at this moment.
A terrifying force that could shatter space burst out from his body, but no matter how he exerted it, it could not have any effect on the chain.
It was originally difficult to imprison a demigod in the scarlet rotten flesh land, even if it contained a huge amount of flesh and blood energy.
However, as the master of the swamp, he had hundreds of kilometers of swamps as support.
What is a demigod? !
Under the suppression of the majestic power, the golden light emanating from the body of the Lord of Smell and Flies was gradually suppressed.
Until it was completely dimmed and no longer revealed.
Under the absolute power, the power of the ancient gods could not play a big role.
Realizing this, Li Er's eyes condensed slightly.
The chain immediately squirmed around the huge body of the fly.
After breaking through layers of dark energy, it suddenly turned around and pierced through its body like an arrow, piercing into the flesh and blood.
The chain turned into a straw and began to devour its power crazily.
The Lord of the Smell and Flies felt pain and howled in an attempt to resist, but he was imprisoned and could not mobilize more strength, so he could only be forcibly extracted.
The extreme shame surged into his heart.
His heart was full of grief.
When he first discovered the other party, he was still a weak reptile that could be crushed to death by a finger.
He thought that the other party took off his eyes because of carelessness, and when he came back the second time, he was cut off his arm by the other party, and the final kill with the ancient god's treasure was also blocked by him.
He was already alert enough in his heart, so he personally went out to kill the other party completely.
Unexpectedly, this time he was imprisoned.
Moreover, it was his treasure, the Scarlet Carrion Land, that suppressed him! !
"Bastard, bastard!!"
"I must kill you!!"
"Ahhhhh!!!"
The shrill curses were endless, but because the flesh and blood ground isolated everything and could not be transmitted, he could only curse himself.
Li Er didn't care about the reaction of the fly. He was quite surprised at this time.
There seemed to be something unique hidden in the body of the Lord of Foul and Flies, not just the power of the ancient god.
While swallowing, he felt a trace of familiar breath - the power of the origin of the plane.
It was exactly the same as the power of the origin of the plane swallowed in the ruins.
And as time went by, the power of the plane that could be swallowed became more and more concentrated.
As his thoughts turned, a shocking idea arose in his heart.
Could it be that this fly melted a plane into his body?
Just like he wanted to melt the kingdom of God?
After careful sensing, the power of the origin of the plane not only did not disappear due to a large amount of loss, but was gradually increasing!
That's right! !
This guy really controlled a plane.
Li Er's heart was instantly filled with surprise.
It's not surprising that a demigod controls a plane, but it's different to be captured by him.
This guy is really amazing.
If he had such power, he would never go to the opponent's home field to fight.
Or, the previous failures have made him lose his mind, and anger has swallowed up his reason, so he wants to kill his blood enemy with his own hands, so he came here in person?
So, is it my fault?
Lear wanted to laugh a little.
I really hope that future opponents will be so easy to deal with.
But from this point of view, I still have to disguise myself and not easily expose my strength.
I can't let the enemy dare not step into the swamp. I can use conventional forces to deal with the enemy first, and save the most powerful means to deal with cruel opponents like the Lord of Foul and Flies.
Shaking his head, he retracted his scattered thoughts.
He glanced at the huge fly.
The Lord of Foul and Flies has become a lamb to be slaughtered, and now it's buy one get one free, which is very comfortable.
If it is completely drained, then later on, the broken star plane will be transformed into his own kingdom of God, and he will have more confidence in his heart.
And the opponent also controls an ancient god treasure in his hand. As long as the opponent dies, isn't this also his trophy?
I just don't know how much energy this demigod can provide?
After the Lord of Foul and Flies was imprisoned, the space cracks in the swamp where the army of plague flies poured out could not withstand the pressure of the rules and were quickly repaired.
In a moment, everything returned to calm.
The army of plague flies that fell into the swamp had their way cut off and became headless flies.
Without command, I have no idea what to do now.
The Level 15 Lord of Plague Flies only had a dozen or so people left at this moment, and he had no way to command the chaotic army.
After Lear's consciousness was withdrawn from the Scarlet Carrion Land, he saw this and his mind moved.
The surrounding swamps suddenly raised huge muddy waves hundreds of meters high.
It swept directly over, and the surrounding plague flies were frightened and flew madly inward.
When they approached the City of Weirdo, the earth rolled, and the scarlet chains rose again.
All these monsters were directly pulled into the Scarlet Carrion Land, and they were accompanied by the Lord of Flies and Flies.
Lear looked at the swamp that had returned to peace with a happy mood.
If you want to hide, wait until next time.
This battle, which had been prepared for a long time, has come to an end, and only three hours have passed.
It was much shorter than the last siege of the undead.
But the gains were not inferior at all.
This time, a demigod was imprisoned, and the other party also had a plane!
Either one was an exaggerated trophy.
The fall of the Lord of Foul and Flies also allowed him to permanently solve a deadly enemy and eliminate a major source of danger.
In the ever-changing situation, it is of great significance.
The price paid for this battle - the sacrifice of 4 squads of cold-blooded cavalry.
Most of them died in the chaos, and some died at the hands of the Lord of Plague Flies.
As long as there is a war, there will inevitably be casualties. Even if he continues to treat in the middle, there will always be losses.
Compared with the gains, this loss is nothing.
After the war, the dark clouds that suppressed the head of the city of Weir gradually dissipated. Some residents who witnessed an epic battle walked out of their homes in excitement and talked about what had just happened with their neighbors and friends.
Many people spontaneously entered the swamp church and began to pray.
After this battle, all the new two-headed ogres became believers.
Although they are not as devout as the previous batch, they have also had a good start.
In this way, all 4,000 two-headed ogres in the city of Weir have become believers.
The next step is to convert the more than 6,000 ogres left behind in the Broken Star Plane into believers and let them provide him with the power of faith.
The transformation of the Kingdom of God will complete most of the pre-tasks.
The day when the Broken Star Plane is completely transformed into a swamp is when Lear owns the Kingdom of God.
It is worth mentioning that with the migration of ogres, the number of people in the territory has increased significantly.
In terms of population - 1,230 big-eared people, 230 swamp people, 560 feathered Delsa people, 310 halflings, 530 half-elves, 500 cavemen, 1,120 goblins
Add up to more than 5,000.
Add 4,000 ogres, and the total number reaches an exaggerated 9,000!
Nearly 10,000!
This is the development in just a few months.
In addition, the number of troops is not inferior.
There are currently 1,700 cold-blooded cavalry, plus 800 wetland lizardmen waiting to be transformed, the total number has reached 2,500.
760 Night Hunters, plus 15 squadrons of Night Elves, the total number reached 2260!
In addition, there are 320 Dark Nagas and 120 Ancient Tree Guardians.
The total number of troops has reached 5000!
In addition, there are 60,000 Scarlet Hornets and 2,000 Level 15 Graveyard Guardians in the Scarlet Carrion Land.
With the high-level combat power and the comprehensive strength of the City of Wisdom, even if Lear does not have the authority of Godhead, he can still have a place in the wilderness full of dangers!
The power he now controls has undergone a qualitative change!
At this moment, the area of the territory has expanded more than ten times compared to the beginning.
The most intuitive is the newly built, thousands of residential houses have sprung up, occupying a very wide range in the north.
Most of the original fish ponds have been moved to the periphery, and only a small area is left for viewing.
The increase in population has brought obvious vitality, making the entire territory present a thriving momentum.
After the war, the territory entered a period of rapid development again.
The transformation of the cold-blooded cavalry requires new flesh and blood. However, during this period, creatures from the underground world began to emerge from the surface on a large scale, filling the gap caused by the previous high-intensity killing.
This made hunting in the city of Wei Lu easier.
Lear sent the scarlet queen bee to hunt day and night.
The obtained flesh and blood was immediately used to transform the cold-blooded cavalry.
In addition, the grave guards continued to be sent into the death plane to assist the flesh slaughterers in developing the death castle.
These days, the number of skeleton warriors enslaved by the flesh slaughterers has exceeded 10,000.
It has begun to form a certain scale.
Interestingly, the other party subdued a team of level 12 black knights in a tomb.
It is the first time that they have a high-level army.
This exaggerated development speed made Lear a little stunned.
The undead plane is indeed a high-level plane where the entire undead gods exist. It is a bit too outrageous.
If this rate of development continues, it will only take a few months for the Flesh Slaughterer to have an army of more than 100,000 skeletons.
No wonder the undead have always been considered a taboo in the main plane.
This rapid increase in strength is too terrifying.
And this is when no one knows how to summon souls and use corpses to recruit skeletons.
It is common to hear bards boast that hundreds of millions of skeletons can die in a war in the undead plane.
Now it seems that this is not the other party bragging, but it is realistic and conservative.
All aspects are developing at a high speed, and Lear's transformation of the Broken Star Plane has also entered a new node.
On the morning of December 4, the transformation process of the Broken Star Plane has successfully reached 50%.
Half of the land has become a swamp suitable for survival.
Those two-headed ogres who have not yet accepted the missionary work have been greatly shocked by the miracle.
Before the Swamp Cult began to spread the faith, Lear had already left a mark in their hearts.
A solid foundation has been laid. (End of this chapter)
