Haggs, who witnessed everything from the side, felt a tremor in his heart.
Such a powerful swamp treant submitted to the might of its master!
There is absolutely no need for war.
This is his master!
A powerful and ferocious ruler.
Bain was also very excited.
That overwhelming divine power not only terrified the swamp treants, but also made all the swamp people tremble.
Lear ignored the crowd's thoughts and looked at the carriage.
"Send all the goods over here."
"The territory shall be built around this center."
"Bane, go and scout the surrounding area, determine the terrain, and then plan the future construction of the territory."
This swamp hero is finally showing his worth.
Bain nodded excitedly, but then hesitated as if he had thought of something.
"My lord, what is the name of our territory?"
Lear said meaningfully.
"The City of Slight Dew!"
A city barely visible?
Bain was taken aback at first, then his eyes became extremely excited.
The city of faint dew.
But soon, the First War of the Gods broke out, the God of the Swamp fell, and the construction of the City of Slight Dew became a distant prospect.
The subsequent swamp god never rebuilt the swamp holy city.
From then on, the name of the City of Slight Dew could only be heard in legends.
This name is very meaningful.
They want to recreate the glorious past of the Swamp Clan!
Reforge the broken sword!
"We will follow you to the death!"
Li Er nodded slightly, without saying anything more.
He told them to go and get busy, and then went to the front of the swamp treant.
The roots of these large trees have been buried back into the ground, leaving only a mess on the grass.
It will take time to rebuild.
"Are there any enemies around here that could threaten us?"
The swamp tree at the very front spoke in a muffled voice.
"Dominator. ↑ To the north there is a group of roaming, foul-smelling giant monsters, number unknown, → To the east there are dozens of two-headed ogres."
A foul-smelling giant monster, a two-headed cannibal?
Lear raised an eyebrow.
How strong are they?
"The stinking giant is around level 9 and often comes to this area to hunt."
"The two-headed ogre arrived three months ago, with an average level of 10."
His gaze narrowed slightly.
There are no weaklings who can survive in a swamp.
These are two threats that cannot be ignored, and we must find out the specifics!
After questioning for a while, the swamp treant was unable to provide any further information.
These level 9 treants are quite powerful, but their inability to move is a fatal weakness, leaving them only able to passively wait for others to approach.
The stench of the Kraken and the two-headed ogre have a wide hunting range, which is why they can know each other's approximate location.
As for the rest, we'll have to rely on him to explore them.
With level 9 swamp treants as the defense force, plus two hundred level 6 wetland lizardman warriors wearing heavy armor, there's no need to be too nervous.
The powerful horses pulled the supplies to the center.
They began unloading the cargo.
Tents were set up one by one, and all the supplies were moved inside.
Looking at the bustling crowd, Lear felt a strange sense of emotion.
He will start from scratch on this empty land and build his own territory.
That feeling was quite peculiar.
It's like playing a real-life farming game, but the feeling is something that games can't match.
I took a deep breath, reopened the intelligence system, and looked at the three intelligence reports that were still incomplete.
3. After arriving at the center of the muddy swamp, walk 10 kilometers southeast. There you will find a patch of starry vines. These vines are stronger than steel cables and lightweight, making them ideal for building houses in the swamp. (2 stars)
[4. 30 kilometers north of the central area lives a group of decaying centaurs, with an average level of 8 and a maximum level of 10, numbering over 500. (3 stars)]
5. Beneath the rotting territory occupied by centaurs, grows a 1-star magical plant – Blue Heart Mud Fruit. (3 stars)
In addition to the stinking giants and two-headed ogres mentioned by the swamp treants, the rotting centaurs 30 kilometers to the north also need to be watched out for.
This is a high-level monster stronghold. We can only attempt to explore and conquer it after the Wetland Lizardmen's potential and level have increased.
While pondering, his gaze fell on the third piece of intelligence—10 kilometers to the southeast, starry vines.
While Lear was pondering, he summoned Bane again.
Do you know about the Starry Sky Vines?
The swamp hero pondered for a moment, then whispered.
"My lord, legend has it that the Starry Sky Vines are as strong as steel and are very suitable for growing in swamps. The most powerful swamp city in the past—the City of Mud—used Starry Sky Vines to build its houses."
He hesitated for a moment as he spoke.
"However, after the destruction of the Swamp City, it has become a rare sight, and even legends about it have diminished."
Lear smiled.
"If we could obtain the Starry Sky Vines, would you be willing to use them?"
Bain's eyes lit up when he heard this.
Is it true that the adults are saying this?
He patted his chest and guaranteed it.
"Of course!"
Those are starry vines!
The foundation for the construction of the city of the swamp tribe's legend—the City of the Swamp.
Lear nodded and looked at Haggs to the side.
"Leave five squads and the swamp treants to guard the supplies. The rest of you, follow me."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Haggs immediately went to mobilize men, and 15 squads gathered. Lear didn't linger and turned to head southeast.
With swamp treants guarding the territory, the power at hand is greatly freed up.
Without the burden of a convoy, the marching speed was very fast.
Lear walked through the damp swamp and felt a strong sense of intimacy, his whole body feeling comfortable.
Perception has been expanded to the greatest extent.
Even in places out of sight, one can sense whether there is danger.
The range reached 300 meters!
If powerful creatures like dragons appear, this range will increase several times.
The swamp is his home turf.
After advancing about two kilometers, Lear suddenly waved his hand to stop the army.
Looking ahead, about a hundred meters away, there was a clump of reeds, about half a person's height, swaying in the gentle breeze.
"All troops on high alert! Enemy ambushes hidden in the reeds!"
The wetland lizardman's amber eyes immediately revealed murderous intent.
They gathered around him.
Noticing their movements, curses emanated from the reeds, rustling and swaying.
A group of ugly creatures, each about 1.5 meters tall, emerged from it, staring at them menacingly.
Its head had an ugly fish-like face, and its deathly white eyes were extremely eerie.
Its body was covered in a wet, sticky slime with a pungent, fishy stench that made it look nauseating.
He stands on his feet, holding a bone spear in his hand.
Half-fish
[Level]: 5
[Potential]: 1 star
[Racial Trait]: Slippery Slime. The slime on your body provides extra resistance to magic, reducing magic damage taken by 20%.
[Skill]: Slime Harpoon (1 star) Slime is attached to the weapon, causing it to stick to enemies and slow them down when attacking them.
Wetland Life (1 Star): Gains an additional 30% movement speed when moving in wetlands.
[Evaluation]: A common life form in swamps.
In a short time, the number of merfolk exceeded four squadrons.
Lear's gaze was somewhat unfriendly.
1-star potential, level 5 monster.
What kind of Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to ambush us now?
"kill!"
A cold snort.
Haggs took the lead and charged forward.
With absolute violence, he tore apart seven or eight half-fishmen in front of him and charged into the crowd.
The blood staining his body drove this wetland lizardman hero even more insane.
Brutal – When injured or launching an attack, one becomes extremely brutal, with all attributes increased by 30%, fearless of pain, and relentless in their pursuit of the enemy.
Blood Frenzy - After tasting fresh blood, your size increases by 20% and your strength increases by 40%.
All his skills are designed for killing.
Ordinary wetland lizardmen are not that fierce in combat, but they are still slaughtering half-fishmen.
A swamp lizardman swung his steel blade, but the half-fishman fighting him was so agile that he ducked and dodged.
The spear in his hand pierced his abdomen.
But snap! The bone spear broke in two.
Only a white mark remained on its armor.
The wetland lizardman grinned maliciously and suddenly swung his arm.
The claws were as sharp as knives, and with a splat, they pierced straight through the chest, revealing a bloody claw on the back of the half-fishman.
With a powerful swing, *rip*—the body was torn apart and tossed aside like trash.
The efficiency of slaughtering them is not much slower than that of level 3 Keld Ratmen.
Ordinary wetland lizardmen are individually stronger than these half-fishmen.
With the overwhelming advantage of superior equipment, it immediately revealed its ferocious side!
Although the merfolk were equally ferocious, their weapons couldn't even pierce the armor of the wetland lizardmen.
Pfft~
One murloc after another was slaughtered, and the number of the four squadrons decreased at an alarming rate.
Soon, fewer than three teams remained on the field.
These swamp monsters finally collapsed.
The fear in his eyes could no longer be concealed; with trembling hands, he threw down his weapon and turned to flee.
However, to prevent the opponent from escaping, Lear had already deployed several squads to block the bushes.
The grinning swamp lizardmen began the final cleanup work.
Steel knives were swung in unison.
Pfft~ Pfft~
The sound of a long knife piercing flesh and bones, tearing apart, echoed through the sky.
Blood stained the haystacks.
All four squadrons of level 5 Murlocs were slaughtered!
The price paid was that over thirty people were injured, and all of them sustained minor injuries.
Lilburne wanted to find a few more survivors, but by the last one, there were none left who could even breathe.
They clearly went too far with the killing.
Without dwelling on it, he looked at the corpses scattered all over the ground, his eyes no longer showing any strangeness, and his tone even carried a hint of pleasure.
"Gather them all together."
These corpses are all rich spoils of war.
Having experienced the Keldr ratmen, the wetland lizardmen immediately became excited.
He deftly moved the corpses over and piled them into a heap, then stood to one side with an expectant look on his face.
Lear smiled, said nothing more, and his magic surged, a pale blue light enveloping the surroundings.
Streams of crimson life energy floated up from the half-fish man's tattered body and surged into the bodies of the surrounding wetland lizardmen.
Once these corpses turned to dust, the evolution level on the panel increased directly from 50% to 70%.
This is a big step forward in breaking through the limits and evolving into a 2-star potential.
This pleased Lear greatly.
A level 5 half-fishman provides more life energy than a level 3 ratman.
Clearly, the higher the level, the richer the life essence.
From then on, battles and hunts became a delightful experience.