The swamp slug in the water bubble became excited upon seeing Lear being protected by the wetland lizardmen.
The bubbles kept popping.
The sound pierced through the bubbles.
It had a slightly dull tone and the unique sounds of water.
"Release us humans"
"We are willing to offer your treasured possessions in exchange for our lives!"
"Human powerhouses, we also know information about an ancient ruin."
"Sir, we mean you no harm."
At first, she spoke fiercely, but seeing that he was unmoved, she gradually softened and eventually became pleading.
Lear's gaze remained calm as he ignored the banshees and activated the Seed of Magic.
The swamp deity slowly emitted light.
An indescribable, majestic divine power enveloped the three bubbles in front of them.
The swamp sirens felt their hearts pounding wildly, and in a daze, they seemed to see a majestic deity born from ancient times, gazing upon them.
My soul is trembling!
But in an instant, he came to his senses.
In a fit of immense fear, it suddenly opened its mouth and let out a piercing scream.
But the bubbles sealed away their magic, and they could no longer mobilize their power.
It no longer possesses the captivating power it once had.
Its divine power surged forth, pressing down horizontally.
The swamp sirens had no choice but to accept it all.
A terrifying aura seeped into the soul.
There was simply no way to resist.
The swamp slug, whose powers had been sealed, went berserk, frantically slapping the water bubbles and creating whirlpools.
But no matter how much they struggled, it was all in vain.
Absolute pressure forcefully penetrated their souls, leaving its mark upon them with unreasonable force.
The enslavement was complete.
The swamp slug, which was struggling wildly, trembled and her berserk state slowed down instantly.
Looking into Lear's eyes, she was taken aback at first, then her gaze gradually softened and became more intimate.
The previous hostility was gone.
Li Er smiled happily.
He glanced admiringly at the adorable bubble beast beside him.
These little guys are truly the most important treasure he has gained during this period.
Bubble Prison (2 stars) imprisons the enemy inside a bubble, causing them to become weak and powerless, unable to mobilize their internal energy.
The Bubble Beast's imprisonment skill and his divine power are a match made in heaven!
The lingering power of the gods can conquer life in the swamp, but only if the enemy cannot escape.
If you try to subdue someone with divine power while they are in good condition, it is more likely to enrage them.
However, the bubbles effectively compensate for this flaw; even if the opponent wants to retaliate, the bubbles will lock them in place.
These little guys are truly his treasures.
"Pop pop, let them out."
Upon hearing the command, the Bubble Beast did not hesitate. It mobilized its magic, and the bubble burst with a "pop," releasing a torrent of water that flowed back towards the lower-lying pool.
Three swamp nymphs stood nimbly on the ground, their long, pale blue hair cascading down their backs like clumps of seaweed.
Amazingly, his body wasn't wet and he still looked dry.
Clothing woven from green algae wrapped from the chest to the thighs.
Her long, slender, and delicate legs shone brightly in the sunlight.
Her face was delicate and petite, and her skin was as tender as that of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.
Stripped of their seaweed clothing, these swamp sirens are indistinguishable from humans.
Her gentle and delicate appearance evokes a strong protective instinct in people.
In that instant, Lear could sense that the fear in the swamp man's eyes had vanished, replaced by a sense of sympathy.
As expected of a banshee, a magical being that feeds on emotions.
He said nothing, did nothing, and just stood there, which made people lower their guard.
Three female demons stepped forward weakly, knelt on the ground, and lowered their heads.
He bowed to Lear in the most humble manner.
"Owner."
The moment the mark is branded on the soul, all hostility transforms into respect and worship.
This is the power of the gods, an extraordinary power.
Lear gave the banshees a deep look.
"Get up."
When the three swamp succubi with long, pale blue hair stood up, they asked.
Did you lure a swamp dweller with your singing yesterday?
"The swamp succubus in the middle said softly."
"Master, it wasn't us who lured them. They came to us of their own accord."
"Yesterday we were just hatched and born, singing to the setting sun as a swamp man stealthily approached our habitat."
"If we had actively lured them, there wouldn't have been just this one swamp man."
Upon hearing this, the surrounding swamp people were immediately ashamed to face anyone.
Your companions have done all sorts of terrible things; they haven't even lured you in yet, and you've already delivered yourself to their doorstep.
Of course, they weren't much better off themselves.
Lear was quite curious.
Hatching?
"You were born through hatching from eggs?"
The swamp succubus nodded.
"Yes, Master, after our mother reaches adulthood, she will lay her eggs in the muddy water to nurture them."
"During this process, the egg's outer shell will turn into hard rock, and the gestation process can take up to 20 years."
"After the gestation period is over, we will be born."
"After hatching, we have already entered adulthood."
"At the same time, it will also awaken the knowledge inherited in the bloodline."
What amazing life!
"According to you, there is treasure hidden there, and information about ancient ruins."
The swamp succubus said repeatedly.
"He did not deceive his master."
"Deep in the mud, there is a treasure left to us by our mother."
"We heard about that ancient ruin last night from a half-fish who was drawn by a song."
Lear's interest grew even stronger.
He gestured to the person on his left.
"Retrieve the treasure from the pool."
Then he looked at the swamp nymph in the middle.
"Tell me, where is that ruin?"
The swamp nymph who was chosen immediately responded, barefoot, and stepped to the pool, immersing herself in the water step by step, the murky mud gradually engulfing her snow-white body.
There is a kind of beauty that defiles sanctity.
The other party disappeared from sight.
These are creatures that naturally live in water. Like swimming fish, the water is their home ground.
Another swamp sirens then spoke of the ruins.
"The half-fish who was lured here by the song last night told us that his people have found an ancient ruin and are preparing to open it, but he doesn't know any more details."
"Where is that half-fish man?"
"Like the swamp man, we placed him in the grass on the other side."
"Have you found out where that ancient ruin is located?"
Lear was very interested in this information.
"The swamp succubus said slowly."
"The specific location of the ruins is 20 kilometers to the south."
"Those merfolk have only discovered the location of the ruins, but haven't yet figured out how to open them."
This area is 5 kilometers from Vientiane, or 25 kilometers south of Vientiane.
I have a better understanding of the situation now.
"In which direction is the gathering place of the merfolk?"
"It's about 6 or 7 kilometers to the west."
How many are there?
"More than 600 people, led by a level 10 murloc hero."
Level 10 Murloc Hero?
This crucial information made Lear's gaze narrow slightly.
This is crucial!
The combat power of hero units is far superior to that of ordinary life forms.
The number of six squadrons is also a troublesome factor.
"Is there any other information?"
"No, we didn't interrogate them much."
Lear nodded.
I should ask that half-fish man myself.
A moment later, the swamp nymph who had submerged resurfaced and stepped ashore.
Surprisingly, even after leaving the water, not a single drop of water got on their bodies.
Very dry.
Is this also a racial talent?
The swamp sirens strode forward and offered a snail shell the size of a fist with both hands.
"Master, this is a treasure left to us by our mother."