As Lear's thoughts turned, the power of authority slowly invaded his heart.
You can clearly feel the violent power flowing through it.
That is the embodiment of rules, the emotion hidden in the emotions of all living beings.
The swamp authority touched the tyrannical authority, and the raging tyrannical power rose violently and surged towards the surrounding areas.
Lear raised his eyebrows slightly and used the power of the swamp to hold down the terrifying violent power.
But the heart was no longer restrained and began to beat thumping thumping thumping thumping again.
Every time it beats, terrifying power surges out.
Like the source of perpetual motion.
Lear is about to seal his heart.
Click~ A crack exploded in the sky.
Darkness, evil, violence, and the trembling aura of the abyss seeped out of it.
He looked up sharply.
At the other end of the space rift, at the top of a mountain made of corpses, a dark figure whose appearance could not be seen clearly stood on the bones, with blood-colored eyes staring into the void.
A tyrannical monarch.
The one who holds the authority is Wushang, the well-deserved Evil God of the Abyss!
After seeing the heart in his hand, the evil god was so excited that his breathing became rapid and his eyes were hot.
"My heart."
After the trembling voice sounded, she turned her head sharply to look at him.
"Human, what you are holding in your hand is my heart. I can use the artifact to exchange it for you with any treasure you want."
Although the words were exchanged, the tone was almost frantically pleading.
The longing in his eyes almost overflowed into the abyss.
Lear smiled when he heard this.
"It's a child's trick. Before you say this, why not stop tearing up the space in your hands"
An evil god with tyrannical power would ask for help?
I can’t find someone who can handle acting.
The tyrannical monarch's eyes froze, and then the atmosphere instantly turned cold.
"Human, I don't know how you can control the power of the swamp so quickly."
"But, if you want to be my enemy, then you can only say that you are seeking your own death."
"Hand over your heart, and I will no longer seek revenge on you!"
Lear lost interest in the conversation.
The hatred between him and the other party had already been forged last time, and now Kalanis still controls a part of the tyrannical power in her hands.
Believe a devil's promise?
Somewhat serious illness.
"Oh"
When the tyrannical monarch heard this careless laughter, his anger suddenly surged.
This was more difficult for him to accept than directly mocking and insulting him.
Even if a little human being is lucky enough to gain the power of the swamp, how capable he is? How dare he ignore him like this? !
"You deserve to die!!"
The tyrannical monarch's scolding fell.
Click~
The void ahead collapsed again.
An octopus-like tentacle, flowing with black mucus, tore apart the void and rolled towards Lear.
The tentacles exuded extremely terrifying power, and the surrounding void was distorting.
But the moment the tentacle appeared, the surroundings suddenly became sticky, and there was great resistance.
If the tentacle probes even an inch, it will take ten times the force.
After only extending inward for about ten meters, he couldn't move anymore!
Lear stood where he was without moving.
Attack him in the swamp?
Looking at the dark figure on top of the bone-white mountain peak.
"Is this your back-up plan?"
Hearing this calm voice, the tyrannical monarch suddenly felt extremely depressed and depressed.
The power of this swamp controlled by humans has actually reached this level!
His heart was full of fear and apprehension. It had only been a long time since the other party had barely controlled the slightest amount of power in the swamp.
Now, it’s all working! !
"Reptile. You will regret it!"
Realizing that he could no longer do anything in the swamp, he roared angrily and prepared to pull out his tentacles.
But at this moment, the tyrannical monarch's heart trembled wildly and he looked up.
A terrifying and shocking fighting spirit erupted!
Sonorous~
The sound of metal clanging came from the sky.
Phew~
The flesh and blood suddenly exploded.
The dark octopus tentacles were cut off completely, and a shrill wail came from the distance
The tyrannical monarch's blood-red eyes revealed a piercing killing intent.
"You deserve to die!!"
But there was no response from the human being, who just waved his hand calmly.
The terrifying power from all around squeezed down, directly obliterating the spatial rift.
The tyrannical monarch looked at the void that had returned to calm, ah! ! He roared hysterically.
"I must want him to die, I want him to die!!!"
The swamp was now calm again.
Only one black octopus tentacle was still beating on the ground, causing large mud puddles to appear in the farmland.
Lear waved his hand, and the tentacles were lifted into the air.
Perceiving it carefully, his eyes were a little pleased.
Although this tentacle is not the limb of a tyrannical monarch, it is still the body of a divine being.
It contains a faint ray of divinity and terrifying flesh and blood energy.
Although it is not as good as the flesh and blood of the Duke of the Abyss that was obtained before, it is still an extremely rare treasure.
While thinking, he looked at Hagus who was still suffering from pain.
It’s also because the child is already in so much pain. Isn’t it okay to add more?
The power of authority surged, and the squirming ten-meter-long tentacles were directly transformed into flesh and blood energy by the supreme power, rolled up, and poured towards Hagas.
All of them are integrated into his body.
ah! ! !
Hagers suddenly made a cheerful voice, which made the farmers not far away panic.
"Yao Shou, I have seen a criminal who had his flesh and blood cut off bit by bit before, and he didn't scream so miserable"
Hagas' body was twisted at this moment, his expression was extremely ferocious, and the veins on his neck were squirming like a small snake.
To make this wetland lizard man who is not afraid of pain look like this, you can imagine the impact of this.
Lear only ensured that the other party would not die, and did not pay much attention to the rest. Without extraordinary talent, one must have the determination to die.
No amount of people can buy this opportunity with their lives.
Focus again on the heart.
This thing is too precious. If it is not that it cannot be moved lightly, there are many ways to deal with it.
But now.
Thoughts moved slightly.
Infinite power poured into it, immediately activating the power in the heart.
Tyrannical authority.
That terrible pressure surged up again.
With the help of his heart, Lear could sense that the same power was echoing outside the endless planes.
In addition, there is a relatively weak force.
Lear looked in a certain direction.
The city of dew!
Kalanis, the girl who could snatch power away from the Archduke of the Abyss, is still fighting the orcs in Loland City.
Sensing his movements, the breath of the abyss conveyed extreme anger, like a fireball suddenly exploding in the darkness, which was particularly eye-catching.
Lear ignored the tyrannical monarch, stretched out his right hand, slowly made a fist with his five fingers, and then waved it brazenly.
Punch out.
Click~
The void in front of him exploded, and countless space fragments flew in all directions.
An irregular space crack suddenly appeared.
The next second, a strong smell of blood came from the space crack.
Looking intently, I saw an ancient city in front of me that was now covered in the flames of war.
Large areas of the building were broken or even collapsed, and there were still scarlet stains left by burnt black and residual limbs.
In the sky, griffon knights were fighting with the flying dragons.
The light is blocked.
Behind it, on the towering city wall, countless orcs rushed up and were fighting with the defenders.
Life dies every second.
Cries of death, wails, roars, and roars. Countless mixed sounds made the battlefield extremely noisy. Lorraine City.
The once pearl of the north was now stained with blood.
Lear turned his eyes and immediately saw the figure
A figure holding a sharp sword and wearing a faceless mask, slightly thin but as majestic as a mountain, stood in the center of the battlefield.
Every time the sharp blade in his hand is swung, there will be a bloody mess.
Those fierce orc warriors were chopped into pieces like hay.
There was not a single living person within twenty meters of the area, all of them were stumps and fragments.
It looks like Death is harvesting life.
Blood continued to flow along the corpse, and the city wall was soaked with knee-high blood.
Phew~
Suddenly, a terrifying siege arrow roared towards the slender figure.
The arrow is thicker than my thigh!
The cross arrow reflected the cold light.
Even if the dragon is shot, we must pay attention!
This is a crossbow that can penetrate the city wall.
But what was horrifying was that the figure did not dodge, but instead slashed it with a sword.
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Sonorous~
The sword flashed.
The terrifying arrow was shattered into dregs. The surrounding warriors only felt a wind carrying sawdust blowing by.
The arrows were gone.
The eyes of the soldiers behind the city wall became more and more intense, and they began to follow closely to kill the enemy!
When Lear saw this scene, he was filled with admiration.
Kalanis, the warrior with the blood of the ancient gods who controls the power of tyranny, is still the same.
Always fight on the front line and never retreat.
Just like when he found the other person among the demons.
At this moment, Kalanis also noticed something strange, turned her head sharply to look at the crack in space, and spotted Lear at the first sight.
His eyes suddenly lit up.
The figure flashed and appeared directly in front of the crack out of thin air.
"My lord."
His tone was filled with excitement and joy that could not be concealed.
Lear chuckled and nodded.
"Calanis, long time no see. How have you been lately."
"My lord, everything is fine. The Priory of the Faceless Men has been completely controlled by me, and I have lived up to your trust."
"However, the orcs continued to attack the city, forcing everyone in the city to participate in the defense. The Hermitage of the Faceless Men suffered heavy losses."
When it came to business, Lear's eyes became solemn.
"Why has this war lasted for so long? What are the movements of the orcs?"
Kalanis spoke in a low tone.
"The orcs got the will of the orc god and used almost all their strength to attack the northern province, but all the northern provinces have fallen."
"Only the city of Loland is still resisting."
"And the orc armies from other directions have also gathered and begun to invade the hilly province next to the northern province. Just yesterday, intelligence came that several large cities have been captured."
"According to Ms. Philena's prediction, the Hill Province will also be occupied by orcs."
Lear frowned.
What does the god of orcs mean? It's really not that simple.
"The Griffin Empire didn't send troops for reinforcements?"
"Griffin Empire→The Kingdom of Frost to the east mobilized tens of millions of ice and snow warriors to launch an attack on the Eastern Province."
"The war there is more dangerous than in the North. Behind the Eastern Province is the royal capital!"
"The Griffin Empire had to send heavy troops to garrison"
Being attacked from the back and front, the Griffin Empire could only carry out strategic contraction.
The situation is corrupt, not intentionally
Lear raised his eyebrows slightly.
Is the situation serious enough?
In the Kingdom of Frost, he thought about the area where the three fragments of authority were that he saw when he took control of authority before.
The vampire castle, the orc territory, and finally the land covered in ice and snow.
Although he has now gone his own way, it is impossible for the wandering godhead to give up.
After pondering for a moment, he said slowly.
"There is an ancient immortal evil creature sealed in the underground world."
"The seal will be broken on February 17th, and the entire underground will collapse by then."
"There will be major changes in the rules of the world."
"A large number of dimensional planes will merge with the main plane as a result."
"This will be an unprecedented turmoil."
"The strange movements of the orcs may also be related to this."
When Kalanis heard this, her eyes became solemn.
Is there such a terrible secret behind this? !
What kind of existence is that god? The evil boss in the creation myth cannot be killed by the Creator God, but is an immortal creature that can only be sealed underground.
I originally thought it was just a myth, but now the myth has become a reality
The meaning of this made her feel heavy.
No one knows how many people will die in this turmoil.
After calming down, he said in a deep voice.
"My lord, what do you want me to do?"
Lear waved his hand, and the living heart floated up at this moment.
"I found the heart of the tyrannical monarch in the swamp, which contains fragments of his authority and godhead."
"Your next task is to control this power."
"In addition, I have established the swamp godhead and now make you the third god of the swamp god system."
Kalanis was stunned and looked straight at Lear's heroic figure.
His eyes softened, as if water could drip from them.
"My lord."
My heart is full of warmth.
I'm afraid this kind of kindness will never end in this lifetime.
Starting from saving her from the devil, Lear gave her strength again and again.
And it’s all authority. Godhead is a treasure that must be held tightly in anyone’s hands!
Every time, every time. As long as the other party gets it, he will give it to her.
She couldn't describe that feeling.
Lear waved his hand.
The heart passed through the void and stopped in front of Kalanis.
After watching the other party reach out to take it, Lear said slowly.
"Don't resist, I now accept you as belonging to God"
As he finished speaking, a majestic and inviolable power surged from his body, directly instilling it into the opponent's body.
Kalanis didn't resist at all and allowed his power to work.
Lear's familiarity left a mark on his soul.
In the swamp god series, the third genus god joins the list!
When everything is completed, I feel very happy.
Although these three gods are not yet powerful.
But the potential is considerable. As long as they are given time to grow, they can become a giant.
Especially Kalanis, a warrior with the blood of the ancient gods in her body, he was extremely optimistic about.
Not only do they value talent, but they also value the opponent's perseverance and unshakable spirit.
This is the will to forcibly snatch power from the hands of a tyrannical monarch!
The upper limit of its growth is unlimited.
"You stay in Loland City and monitor the movements of the orcs."
"If you are in danger, you can communicate directly with the mark I left on you, and I will take you back to the swamp."
"Remember, your safety takes precedence over everything else. Don't take any chances."
"Only by staying alive can you accomplish your goals."
Kalanis felt the majestic heart in her hands, and when she heard the caring words, her eyes turned red unnaturally.
"My lord."
This warrior, who had never shed a tear even after suffering numerous injuries, wanted to cry right now.
Lear showed a warm smile.
"It's okay, just go home when you're tired outside."
"In addition, this heart has been discovered by the tyrannical monarch. When you control it, you need to beware of its sneak attacks."
He wasn't too worried about this. When Kalanis was weak, she could take away her power in front of the opponent.
Now, with authority, control over the godhead, and a tyrannical monarch on the main plane, what can he do to compete with her?
His unshakable will, in Lear's opinion, is almost an ability to cheat, which is too perverted.
But thinking about his past, he remained silent.
Suffering sharpens the blade Kalanis can obtain all this because of his gift, but more importantly because of the other party's courage. (End of chapter)