Roar~
At this time, a beast's roar came from a very far distance, breaking the silence on the field.
Lear came back to his senses and subconsciously turned his head to look.
His gaze was deep and dark, as if he could see through time and space at this moment.
When he looked back, his eyes immediately turned cold.
He glanced around and said slowly.
"A large number of wild monsters have poured into the swamp. You should return to Weilu City immediately and lead a team to stop them."
"Don't let those monsters invade the territory."
The aura exuded by the authority of the swamp is a fatal temptation for most wild monsters.
Nowadays, various projects in Weilu City are in operation, and anything that happens may cause huge losses.
"As you wish."
The heroes who were kneeling on the ground just recovered from the shocking scene just now and immediately responded.
Return to the territory immediately.
Seeing this, Lear didn't worry 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's hearts tremble.
Seeing Lear approaching, the suppressed anger in the other party's heart could no longer be tolerated at this moment.
"Bastard, you lowly bastard!!"
"If I hadn't been prepared, how could I have let you succeed!"
Lear looked at the flying dragon that was trying to honor him with a calm expression.
"There is not much difference in this battle, with you or without you."
"You don't think you can control this power without me, do you?"
Feilong wanted to say something else, but Lear had already stepped forward.
The scarlet cage melted away like a tide at this moment.
Feilong noticed his movement and immediately became alert.
"Human, what do you want to do?!"
Lear ignored him and approached him. He stretched out his right hand and pressed it on his head, causing a surge of power like a tsunami to explode.
Penetrate into the body!
The endless divine power surged away unbridled at this moment.
Like collapsed mountains and broken 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.
Sensing Lear's change in mood.
Feilong recovered from his fright, his eyes a bit mocking.
"Don't think about it, humans, how could a great dragon be enslaved by outsiders?"
"Even if the gods come, they can't do it!"
"The blessing of the Dragon God has completely integrated our souls and bodies. Unless we are willing, no one can rely on external forces to make us surrender!"
Higher beings naturally have the pride of higher beings.
His methods are also beyond ordinary life skills.
Lear raised his eyebrows slightly.
This is somewhat unexpected.
I have no experience enslaving a giant dragon.
At this moment, he seemed to sense something.
His thoughts moved slightly, and the flesh and blood on the ground rolled.
A three-meter-long mechanical severed finger emerged.
The treasures left behind by 12 goblin creations who killed gods and demons.
"Lord Lear, I didn't expect you to take control of the swamp so quickly. It's really surprising."
The old goblin god's old voice sounded in the air with a hint of surprise.
Lear nodded.
"Your Majesty Azaro, it was a coincidence."
"It seems you have recovered a lot."
"Thanks to your recent help."
The Flesh Slaughterer injects divinity every one or two days, allowing the Ancient Goblin God to continue to recover.
Although this bit of divinity is inconspicuous compared to his former might, it is more valuable to provide help in times of need.
Lear nodded, seeming to have thought of something, without moving his eyes.
"Your Majesty Azaro, I don't know how the goblins enslaved the imprisoned enemies and made them obey orders in ancient times."
Feilong on the side heard Lear's words and suddenly became a little mocked.
"Human. Stop daydreaming!"
"The Dragon God is protecting all dragons!"
"Unless you can break through my god's blessing, that would be better, my god will notice it immediately."
The ancient goblin god also responded at this moment.
"This flying dragon is right. The Dragon God's blessing allows all giant dragons to maintain the autonomy of their souls. If someone can annihilate the Dragon God's blessing, 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 and is one of the most powerful gods."
"Even a being like the God of War can only compete with him."
These words made Feilong even more proud.
It's almost impossible to look at people seriously.
He seemed to have completely forgotten that he was still a prisoner.
This revelation 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 clan, and are often not regarded as kin by the orthodox dragons."
"However, it is rare for this flying dragon to have pure blood in its body. It is considered normal to have the blessing of the Dragon God. It cannot be enslaved by traditional means, but it can also be enslaved by ancient transformation methods."
"Your Excellency Lear, I wonder if you are interested in owning a mechanical flying dragon?"
These words made Feilong's eyes change immediately. He turned his head to look at the mechanical severed finger, his tone was a bit embarrassed! !
"Damn bastard, a despicable soul dares to talk arrogantly about dragons!"
"What flows in my body is noble blood!"
"You are the inferior being! Bastard!"
He didn't take the so-called mechanical flying dragon seriously at all.
The blood flowing in his body is the thing that makes him most proud. The other party is so dismissive. Isn't this contempt for him? !
Lear frowned slightly.
"Dry tongue!"
The flesh-and-blood earth rolled and collapsed suddenly.
The flying dragon continued to collapse, its mouth was directly buried, and only a pair of eyes and half of its head were exposed on the surface.
I can't even say half a sentence.
I could only express my anger with my eyes, but no one paid attention to it, and I became extremely depressed again.
Lear looked at the mechanical severed finger and asked with interest.
"Your Majesty Azaro, the mechanical flying dragon. How can I get it?"
There was 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 were so wide that he could have cursed for half an hour without covering his mouth. "But if you want it to gain higher growth potential, you need to prepare some high-level metals with 4 stars or above."
"The ore produced by the vein in the Scarlet Carrion Land can be used as the foundation stone."
Lear nodded.
He glanced at the inconspicuous scarlet magic iron ore in the corner.
It seems that we need to pay a lot of blood and flesh again.
The reserve power of hunting the fallen demons was so strong before, but it has been so long now that it is almost unbearable.
This consumption is not ordinary.
However, these reserves were transformed into substantial power, greatly increasing 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 massive amounts of high-quality ore.
Judging from the fact that the other party can easily take out so much fine gold, he doesn't know how rich his family is.
Now that the authority is in hand, you can take the time to visit the Yeying Clan.
Foreign trade is definitely the fastest and safest way to earn resources.
Predation is about fishing from the lake, a one-time transaction, and it is gone after it is done. Trade is a long-term flow, and it has the stability characteristics that the territory most hopes for.
After calming down, he looked at the mechanical severed finger.
"Your Majesty Azaro, I will gather the high-grade ores as soon as possible. I will trouble you then."
Lear still maintained enough respect for this ancient god.
Not to mention anything else, the knowledge the other party controls alone is a huge wealth.
Thinking of this, an idea flashed in my mind.
"Your Majesty Azaro, I admire the knowledge of goblins very much. I wonder if it is possible for your Majesty to teach goblin knowledge in the City of Dew?"
After saying these words, the ancient goblin was stunned for a moment, and then said with a bit of surprise.
"Lord Lear, is this okay?!"
Although the goblin civilization was as bright as the sun, it was eventually destroyed by the gods and cut off all civilization.
Even the glorious history they created has been completely buried and is no longer known to the world.
This moment left him confused.
Is there any point in all this when he is the only goblin left?
Lear's words gave him some hope again. Perhaps he was not the only one who longed for goblin civilization, wasn't he?
"Of course. If you don't mind, I will give a special course on goblin knowledge in the City of Dew."
"You can serve as a lecturer and impart knowledge that once was so glorious."
Whether it is destructive weapons such as goblin bombs, mechanical transformation techniques, or methods of manufacturing machinery, goblin civilization is outstanding.
How lucky it is to have so many masters who are proficient in goblin knowledge and even created the goblin civilization and are willing to teach them all. It is an absolute bombshell for the territory.
It feels like a big boss who has obtained dozens of the highest professional titles at home and abroad and created an era to cultivate talents specifically for himself.
And he has already had ideas about imparting in-depth knowledge. Basic knowledge education in the territory can be completed quickly with the presence of the Swamp Banshee.
But deep knowledge is not something that can be easily achieved.
The ancient goblin god came with a voice of strong joy.
"Of course I do!"
What you want!
The goblins have been submerged, and he also needs a fulcrum to rebuild the goblin civilization.
As long as a torch can be lit and a seed left, the goblin will surely make a comeback!
This is Lear giving him a chance.
Feilong on the side saw that neither of them took it seriously, and his eyes were red with anger.
But he couldn't speak, and even with all his strength, he couldn't shake the scarlet carrion land. He could only hold back his anger.
Once the discussion is completed, this battle will come to an end.
After months of preparation and accumulation, he finally gained control of the power he had dreamed of.
Swamp authority!
Lear took a deep breath and returned his attention to his body.
Level 11, finally breaking the stagnation of several months.
And this level is far from expressing his true combat effectiveness.
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 majestic power.
Even if he is in a head-on battle at this moment, fighting against the flying dragon, he can still lift off the level 16 being buried in the earth!
Resisting Dragon Breath relies on pure physical strength!
This is the ultimate transformation brought about by authority.
And the originally ordinary magic power turned into a vast ocean, boundless.
I don't know how many times more powerful than before.
Simply releasing the bounty of the swamp, he felt like he could release it several times without any effort.
The enhancement obtained through this transformation can no longer be described simply by level. It is a transformation of life levels.
Take a deep breath and let your senses escape.
Lear's eyes flashed with a hint of intoxication. At this moment, the entire swamp was within his range of perception.
You can clearly know how many wilderness monsters have set foot in the swamp.
Even if he wants, he can directly mobilize the power of the swamp!
Whether it's setting off a mire storm or collapsing the earth, it's all in one thought!
As long as he is in the swamp, this is his absolute home!
Far more exaggerated than Kalanis' realm.
He is the god of the swamp, the only master, and a great being that all wetland life sings, praises and worships.
At the same time, the energy of the swamp is also pouring into the body.
Every minute and every second strengthened his soul and body.
However, this transformation has reached its extreme, and it will be difficult to achieve another transformation in a short period of time.
After Lear calmed down, his eyes became happy.
Although there were only a few harvests this time, they were definitely the best ever.
First - the complete swamp authority.
If it weren't for the lack of Godhead in the swamp, he would be able to completely control the rules of the swamp at this moment.
But even so, having taken charge of the swamp, he has been able to show some of the majesty of a god.
Secondly, I know the location of the remaining swamp gods and can vaguely sense the general direction.
As long as he becomes stronger in the future, he can retrieve the remaining swamp godhead at any time.
But at that time, he will also be excluded from the main plane by the rules, which requires long-term planning.
Third, the level 16 flying dragon, this ferocious existence that was besieged by several heroes, Dawnbringers, was still unstoppable.
Although he was suppressed by him in the land of scarlet carrion in the end, the strength of the other party cannot be denied.
He still remembers the scene when he first stepped into the swamp, the flying dragon flew across the sky, and the entire swamp became silent.
It was the most intuitive display of high-level life force, and it left a deep impression on him.
At that time, he did not expect that in just a few months, this life that he could only look up to would be trampled under his feet.
After the Goblin Ancient God transforms it into a mechanical flying dragon, it will gain a new powerful combat power.
Finally, the shocking fighting spirit of sealing off the authority of the swamp!
This is a power that a demigod has accumulated for who knows how many years. It can be seen from the fact that he can still seal the power of the gods after his own death.
But by chance, after he cut off the chain and released his power, he lost the chain that imprisoned the target, and accidentally became his power.
After that, these 12 chains became his private property.
Even if the demigod turned into dregs is revived, it can no longer be taken away.
Chain of fighting spirit
[Level]: Special
[Characteristics]: A demigod who survived in ancient times spent his whole life, cultivated through countless bloody battles, and was tempered until his death. The stronger his fighting spirit, the stronger the chain of fighting spirit.
[Evaluation]: If the holder has an unyielding soul and supreme fighting spirit, then even the artifact will be dimmed in front of it!
Although the attributes are simple, being able to directly ban the flying dragon also shows its power.
Since then, his attack methods have become diversified, and he no longer needs to rely on his subordinates for support. He himself is the most ferocious existence.
Even without using the power of authority, a high-level life like level 16 can be imprisoned with just one thought.
This is power, absolute power! !
The corners of Lear's mouth turned up high.
A wanton light flashed in his eyes.
After pursuing it for so long, I finally got it! !
happy! !
What a fucking pleasure! ! (End of chapter)