After promoting all the ancient tree guardians, Lear felt particularly comfortable.
Although they are not many in number, no one can underestimate their power on the battlefield, especially in positional warfare and defensive warfare!
Calm down and focus on your mind.
Feeling the surging power of authority, I took a deep breath.
After taking control of the swamp, he had not had time to study it in depth. Now it seems that he has not done enough.
How could authority be so simple? ! There's obviously a ton of stuff waiting to be discovered.
After finishing the work here, let the guardians of the ancient tree people station where they should and go to work in the blacksmith shop.
Lear returned to the city hall with a somewhat subtle mood.
I didn’t fall asleep like before. I lay on the bed, exhausted, and my spirit slowly sank into my mind.
In the magic vortex, the broken godhead exuding profound energy is floating up and down at the moment.
It exudes a majestic and majestic aura that makes people tremble.
This is the most powerful force in the world, the most extreme power, and the eternal pursuit of countless people.
Now, it's in his hands, under his control!
The godhead is the carrier of authority. Only with the godhead can the power of authority be exerted.
He controls all the authority over the swamp, but only possesses part of the godhead.
Therefore, it is unable to carry this part of the power, and most of the power of authority is still sleeping.
This makes his control of the power of the swamp far from perfect.
Calm down your mood, and your spiritual power slowly enters the divine realm.
In an instant, authority began to revive, and Lear could clearly feel that his perception was extending outward at an exaggerated speed.
In just the blink of an eye, it was completely enveloped by the swamp.
An area of hundreds of kilometers is all covered by perception.
He used to mobilize his power in this way, but this time, he did not act in a hurry, but calmed down and concentrated. His mind began to sense the swamp carefully, and he even tried to integrate into the swamp with his mental power.
It was a little boring at first and I didn’t feel any changes.
But after a period of time, the mental power seemed to have found the same frequency as the swamp, and gradually merged into one.
In a trance, Lear's entire soul seemed to be separated from his body, suspended in mid-air, and he could clearly see every part of the swamp.
But what was different this time was that not only the swamp itself, but also the vegetation and life on it were all within his perception, and he could clearly know its state.
Even the spiritual aura it exudes can be discerned, excitement, pain, joy, and anger.
Gradually, he completely sank into the swamp, as if he was in a real swamp. Melted into one, he became a swamp that had existed in the world for millions of years.
I feel more and more things.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly, a ray of light rose from the horizon, and the entire swamp began to revive.
All things are competing and full of vitality.
Everything started to look different in the swamp.
At the same time, I was keenly aware that a group of strange beings broke in from the edge of the swamp and slowly came to the central area.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound outside the door.
“Master, Ishani has brought the tree people back to ask for your permission.”
Lear quietly emerged from that unique state.
After opening my eyes, I was surprised to find that the sky was already bright.
The sun outside the window is hanging high in the sky, and the dazzling sunlight is shining into the house from the open window.
Slowly stood up and came to the window, holding one hand on the window frame and looking into the distance.
The busy territory is reflected in the pupils.
Residents were carrying various goods back and forth incessantly. There were clanging sounds coming from the blacksmith shop, and the dark Naga was patrolling the territory in a small team
A whole night had passed? !
He only felt that it was only a moment
Taking a deep breath, he immediately felt that the power in his body became extremely active, and his spirit was fuller than usual when sleeping.
Stretch out your right hand, spread your fingers and let the sun shine on them.
What he had just experienced came to mind, the sudden burst of vitality in the swamp after the sun rose
As expected, the truth must be found through in-depth research. This night, he learned a lot and had a different view of the swamp. realization.
After calming down, he turned around and went out.
Go down to the first floor of the city hall with the big devil guarding the door. When you exit the door, you see Ishani's delicate face with a hint of excitement.
Seeing him, the night elf hero immediately strode forward and saluted.
"Day and night, my master has lived up to his command, and these sleeping tree people have been awakened by me."
Lear looked behind him, and in front of him appeared trees covered with moss and ferns, high in height. They are all about fifteen meters tall.
The face on the tree trunk is old and ugly, and the roots turn into soles of feet, supporting the strong body.
The tree crown is dense and lush, exuding a strong breath of life.
When the air blows, you can smell the moss on its body.
After taking a look at the attribute panel, the levels of these trees fluctuated around level 10.
The most terrible thing is-the number of them has reached an exaggerated 70! !
Lear became in a very good mood.
70 tree people!
This is no ordinary soldier!
After transformation, these are 70 terrifying forts!
Although Weilu City does not manufacture city defense equipment, it does have these heavy turrets with unlimited ammunition!
There was no ambiguity at the moment. He took a few steps forward and his eyes became deep.
A breath as vast as the starry sky exuded from his body, and the power of the entire swamp was mobilized at this moment.
At this moment, it seemed as if Lear was the only figure left in the whole world.
With his feet on the earth and the sky above his head, everything around him revolves around him.
The towering mountains seem to be trampled under its feet, giving people endless pressure.
"Ishani, sing into the night."
The light, unquestionable voice echoed in the ears of the night elves.
Ishani's mind was shaken, and she felt a great majesty coming over her, as if her soul was being looked down upon indifferently by an ancient god.
It penetrates deep into the blood and shocks the soul.
The respect in my heart is getting stronger.
Sing loudly immediately.
The crisp voice is elegant and soothing.
The surrounding vegetation was just like last night, and the atmosphere began to come alive.
The tree man behind him is no exception.
Lear’s gaze was profound and he directly mobilized the power of the swamp to gather together.
Cover the Treants ahead.
The transformation of the tree people into the guardians of the ancient tree people originally required the inspiration of Granny Green Grass and the activation of the night elves.
But after his soul was immersed in the swamp last night, he had new control over authority.
Now, he can directly transform the tree people into the guardians of the ancient tree people, without the intervention of other forces.
He is the master of the swamp, the only ruler!
During Lear's thought, there was great movement.
The surrounding rich magic power surged in like a tidal wave, and bursts of magic mist filled the sky, mixed with surging vitality.
Swamp is synonymous with mystery, moisture, danger and life.
Possessing all kinds of unpredictable powers.
At this moment, nearby residents suddenly felt a special force coming from the outside world.
Like the wind blowing in spring, full of life.
Many stubborn diseases and old injuries in the body were washed away and healed at this moment, and most of them were recovered quietly.
The residents of the entire territory are benefiting from this at this moment.
The dozen or so residents who happened to be passing by and saw this scene felt the changes in their bodies. They all fell to their knees in shock and kowtowed to Lear.
This is a method that only gods can use! !
"Your Majesty." "Lord, your glory will surely spread throughout the entire main plane."
"Praise you!"
These residents appear holy in front of people. His respect soared again, his eyes already filled with a different kind of fanaticism.
It's like looking at the gods you believe in.
I even wanted to step forward and kiss Lear’s shoe.
Lear ignored these and was concentrating on mobilizing the power of the swamp to be promoted to a tree man.
At the same time, unique soul marks are imprinted on their souls.
Absolutely loyal and never betrayal.
Vast power surged in, and the tree man plunged its roots into the earth, and the trunk began to expand and grow upward like a balloon.
As the branches swayed, large new leaves sprouted, making the area lush and green.
The breath of life gradually becomes thicker and calmer.
The entire transformation process lasted for a full hour.
After noticing that the power in their bodies gradually stabilized, Lear waved his hand and dispersed the power of the swamp.
Mobilizing the power of the swamp to increase the potential and level of the tree man requires a lot of effort.
But he could sense that the power consumed was only a very small part of the hundreds of kilometers of swamp, and it was still recovering quickly.
At this moment Lear had a new understanding of the power of authority.
Authority is part of the rules of the world. Controlling authority means controlling this part of the rules of the world.
How to use this rule is entirely up to the controller.
Whether he mobilizes the surrounding forces to promote his subordinates or uses them to cause huge disasters and kill the enemy, it's all up to him.
As Kalanis said, tame authority and let it surrender, rather than being affected by authority and becoming its slave.
At this point in my thoughts, the energy around me suddenly revived, and this time there was no recurrence. It surged towards the surroundings, but crazily poured into Lear's body.
In just a few breaths, the power of the swamp dropped.
At this moment, Lear felt an exaggerated surge in the power within his body, as majestic as a surging tsunami.
Looking at the panel, the level has been directly raised from level 11 to level 14.
Surge by 3 levels! !
Take a deep breath, feel the gushing power, and your eyes become hot.
The reason why his level has been stuck for so long is because of his lack of control over authority and insufficient understanding of the swamp.
It’s my first time to be a god and I have no experience, but it’s not too late to find the right path.
My heart is filled with joy.
The power to completely control the swamp, even if it is extraordinary, is still within easy reach.
This is the power that a god should have!
The starting point is different, and the promotion method cannot be the same as that of ordinary people.
Take your mind back and look forward. In the voice of Ishani singing Eternal Night, the tree man was promoted to become the guardian of the ancient tree man.
Full of joy.
"Ishani, you and the King of Nagas will make the next defense plan. It is up to you to arrange and place these ancient tree guardians."
Add these 70 trees , the total number of turrets in hand reached 120, a full 12 squads.
Although they are not as numerous as the cold-blooded cavalry and night elves, their role is strategic and cannot be replaced by other arms!
“As you wish!”
Ishani nodded happily.
As a being who has lived in the underground world for many years, she has an understanding of war that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.
At the same time, as a night elf, he also has an in-depth understanding of the tree people and can better utilize their characteristics.
When Ishani went down to do her business, Lear seemed to sense something and looked at the residents who were kneeling before him.
Just now, he felt a weak, but very unique energy.
It is what escapes from the other party's soul.
That energy exudes a little bit of hazy white light, which has a unique attraction for him.
But it is too weak and some are easy to be ignored.
While thinking, the spirit escaped, trying to touch the weak energy.
The next moment, a pious prayer suddenly sounded in my mind.
"Your Majesty, the great Lear, your humble people and devout believers pray to you."
"May your glory forever envelope the swamp and shine forever on the world."
< br>"Everyone should listen to your words "You are the master of the swamp, the immortal who cannot be corroded by death, the eternal light."
" Praise you, sing your praises”
Is the other party praying to him, and as a believer? !
Lear was shocked.
The gods are based on faith, and almost every god has a strong desire and possessiveness for believers.
The number of believers can almost determine the strength or even the decline of a god's power.
Even the evil gods of the abyss, those terrifying beings who almost only rely on the power of the abyss to control their authority, are all coveting the power that believers can provide.
He must spread his faith in the main plane even if he takes huge risks.
He didn’t have a thorough grasp of authority, and he didn’t preach too hastily.
I didn’t expect that today’s incident would arouse such devout prayers from the residents.
My mind moved slightly, and I quietly absorbed the power of faith generated by the other party into my body.
Although it is only a very faint trace, it is like the first drop of water emerging from a dry river, and like the first weed growing on the dead earth.
In an instant, the godhead in his mind burst into brilliant light, echoing the power of faith that was so weak that it was invisible.
Jubilation.
Lear felt inexplicably that he was on the right path
Take a deep breath and his eyes became deep.
Looking at the squatting resident, he slowly walked up to him.
At this moment, he was still prostrating on the ground, unaware of his arrival.
"My believers, I have heard your devout prayers."
Hearing the sound, the big-eared people with ears as big as cattail fans raised their heads.
The eldest of the dozen or so people is over forty, and the youngest has a childish face and looks no more than fourteen or fifteen years old.
When the other party saw Lear, everyone's faces showed unspeakable enthusiasm.
"My God, your devout believers salute you and thank you for everything you have given us!"
The Big Ears are the slaves Lear brought back from the spider banshees of the Night Shadow clan.
After arriving in Weilu City, these beings were not mistreated in any way. Like other races, they were allocated food and housing, and had a stable job.
You can have enough to eat every day, live comfortably, and don’t have to worry about all kinds of fatal dangers. You can even learn precious knowledge and watch unprecedented dramas.
For many Daer people, this is a life they never dream of. As time goes by, the emotions of some Daer people begin to deteriorate and turn into worship and belief.
Because they firmly believe that only a great God can do such great things and save them from the darkness.
Today’s life can only be given by God! !
Lear felt that the power that was so weak that it could not be detected became stronger just a little bit, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"I feel your piety. How many people among the Big Ears believe in me?"
The voice carries a heavy majesty and a strong sense of oppression.
The source of faith is rooted in mystery, unknown, and distance. For believers, gods must not get too close.
"My God!! Most of our people are waiting to hear your oracle!"
Lear's eyes moved slightly.
Are there already so many people?
After sensing the shining divine personality for a moment, I took a deep breath.
Perhaps, it is time to build a church and form your own sect (End of Chapter)