Swamp Lord: I have an intelligence system

Kalanis seemed to have thought of something at this moment and spoke.

"You asked us to search for wetland lizardmen before. Now we have found two thousand and they are all imprisoned in the manor."

"Do you need to take them away now?"

Li Er felt a headache when he heard this.

The more warriors he had, the better, but the promotion of the cold-blooded cavalry in the territory to 4 stars has not been settled yet.

The amount of flesh and blood energy required is too exaggerated.

If there are two thousand more, he will be bald.

"The space rift I opened cannot send so many people back, so leave it alone for now."

He mobilized the tyrannical authority to echo Kalanis, and then opened this space door.

If you want to shuttle, you have to bear the double oppression of the swamp power and the tyrannical authority.

Ordinary life does not have a strong body and soul.

After Li Er finished his explanation, he suddenly thought of something and asked.

"How is Philena now?"

"Ms. Philena is now the highest commander of Loran City, coordinating the war situation. If it weren't for her, Loran City would have fallen long ago."

Kalanis' tone was full of admiration.

"And Ms. Philena had conquered two dimensional planes a long time ago."

"Now the military supplies of Loran City are supported by two planes."

This war is too tragic. So far, three or four million orcs have been killed.

As the defender of the city, Loran City has also sacrificed more than 1.5 million soldiers.

And there is no end in sight. What's more terrifying is that there is no support from the rear.

The Griffin Empire is attacked from all sides and can no longer draw strength to help. It can only rely on Loran City itself.

Under such circumstances, the peerless flower of the North still firmly controls the overall situation.

Even the most elite troops have not been used yet, leaving enough backup.

Even she feels sincere admiration.

Just as Li Er was about to speak, the intelligence system suddenly refreshed a prompt.

[You have learned the specific movements of the battlefield in Loran City, and obtained an additional piece of information - Princess Loran City, Flower of the North, the most dazzling new star of the Griffin Empire - Philena Loran, is currently carrying out an unprecedented layout and planning. She has detected through mysterious means that the God of Orcs is fighting a war with another god, and the other party needs to continue to launch wars to control part of the war power in order to achieve the final victory. ]

[Philena took advantage of the situation and used Loran City as a chess piece to lure the God of Orcs to venture into the main plane at the last moment. ]

[At that time, she will swing her sword to kill the god. ]

[But because she lacks a powerful weapon that can kill the gods, this plan is only one step away and has not been promoted. ]

[You can lend the War Will Chain to the other party to make up for this last step. ]

[After killing the god, the War Will Chain will complete the final transformation and usher in the ultimate sublimation, becoming an eternal and immortal thing. 】

【You have mastered the chain of fighting spirit, and you can take it back in a moment. The gods cannot occupy it, so there is no need to worry about safety. 】

Lear looked at the information refreshed in his mind, his eyes slightly fixed.

He was amazed.

Good guy, worthy of being the flower of the North. Philena is actually planning to kill the gods! ! !

And there is only one step left!

Are all these geniuses so evil?

While thinking, he looked at Karanis.

His mind moved slightly, and a chain with a moss color quietly appeared, rotating around him like a snake.

Lear stretched out his right hand, and the chain quietly coiled in his palm.

He handed it to Karanis, and said slowly under the other party's puzzled gaze.

"This treasure is called the Fighting Will Chain, which I got from the corpse of a demigod."

"He spent his whole life gathering his fighting will, wanting to use his amazing fighting will to break the shackles and become a god."

"At the last moment, he used his life to condense the chain and left this treasure behind."

"It has extremely powerful offensive power. As long as his will is strong enough, even a divine weapon will be dim in front of him!"

"Kalanis, please pass it to Philena for me. This is a weapon to lend to her."

"She will use it for her next plan."

Kalanis held the chain and immediately sensed the fighting will that made her heart tremble.

That was the unyielding will of the ancient demigod throughout his life.

The eyes were a little complicated.

Sir is willing to lend such a treasure. Ms. Philena is really lucky.

He put his right hand on his chest and saluted respectfully.

"Your will is above everything!"

"Don't worry, I will take the chain back from him after the war."

Lear smiled and waved his hand.

"It's okay. This is my treasure. Even if the gods come, they can't take it away. I will take it back after the war is over."

"Yes"

After explaining this matter, they communicated for a while. After confirming that nothing happened, Lear didn't waste any words and closed the space crack.

The front was calm again.

Only Haggs was left at the outermost edge, still wailing in pain. It was rare that this wetland lizard hero could feel so much pain.

This transformation would not be so simple.

Lear waved his hand and took Haggs back to the territory.

At the same time, he asked the farmer to replant the wheat. The tyrannical monarch, that bastard, destroyed a large area of ​​his farmland. He really deserved a beating.

On the other side, Karanis looked at the disappearing space crack, and her emotions gradually stabilized.

Holding the beating heart in one hand and the chain in the other, she felt extremely warm.

It's not that no one cares about her. The adults are always thinking about her.

And although the chain is precious, it is only lent to Feileena. The Lord has given her all the power and authority!

After calming down, the face under the mask returned to calm. He glanced at the battlefield where the fighting was still taking place, without stopping, turned and returned to the rear.

He walked straight through the camps and arrived at the command center under the admiring eyes of countless wounded and repairing soldiers.

There was only an unpretentious three-story building here, and Kalanis stepped inside.

There were no guards or alerts at the door, and no announcement was needed. She just entered it.

At this time, an elegant, luxurious and mysterious figure wearing a long black dress and her hair seemed to be floating in the water was standing in front of the wall and staring at the map.

It doesn't say anything, but it gives people a feeling of pleasure and majesty.

Philena, the flower of the North, is the absolute command of Loland City at this moment, and is relied upon by millions of people.

"Miss Kalanis, did you just meet Mr. Lear?"

Philena turned her head and looked at the lady with a mask covering her face with curiosity, and her temperament made her marvel.

This is a pure warrior.

She spoke very highly of Kalanis.

The other person's delicate body contained a will she had never seen before.

As strong as steel, unshakable!

The power of part of the authority she controls is insignificant to her.

Kalanis was not surprised when she heard this. In the city of Lorraine, nothing could be hidden from this lady with extraordinary skills and great intentions.

He took a few steps forward, holding the fighting spirit chain in both hands, and handed it over.

"This is the treasure battle spirit chain that my lord ordered me to give you."

"It contains extremely shocking destructive power."

"My lord said, you might be able to use it."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but speak.

"The chain is your most precious treasure. It never leaves your body. Come and get it back after the war."

Feilena was stunned, she didn't expect such a thing to happen.

Subconsciously, he reached out and took the chain of fighting spirit. The moment he held it, he felt the shocking and terrifying fighting spirit.

The eyes instantly become bright and dazzling.

Turning to look at Kalanis with a complicated expression, her eyes were filled with ripples.

Lord Lear has not forgotten her.

"Did Sir Lear say anything else?"

"The adult said that if you need help, you can contact him directly."

The corners of Feilena's mouth were slightly raised, and the arc was as bright as the stars.

He raised his head slightly and looked out the window at the bloody sky.

Subconsciously, he clenched the fighting spirit chain in his hand.

This is already the greatest help. If this matter cannot be solved, she will not have the face to take charge of Loland City and guide the way forward for millions of people.

Lord Lear, I will not let you down.

The eyes gradually become sharper.

The God of Orcs starts with you!

Kalanis watched Feileena fall into silence, said nothing more, and turned to leave silently.

It’s just that his steps are extra firm.

You are strong, but I am not weak either.

The situation has changed drastically, and only by controlling stronger power can we help adults.

This heart will be a stepping stone for her to step onto another level. As for whether she will succeed, she has never had such doubts.

Her will will not be shaken by anything.

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After Kalanis left for a long time, Philena was awakened by the sound of footsteps, came back to her senses, and turned her head to look.

His personal maid, Jasmine, hurriedly entered the room at this moment.

His face was a little solemn.

"Your Highness, the orcs have gathered more and more high-level heroes, and there are already more than 5 extraordinary ones."

"Do we need to pause the program?"

Feilena had a faint smile on her face.

"No, push forward normally."

"But, we lack a sharp blade that can kill the orc god!"

Jasmine spoke with a heavy tone.

"Ordinary weapons cannot kill gods. Even semi-divine weapons are far from enough. The divine body is immune to most damage. Moreover, the orcs have so many high-level powers that it is easy to ruin the plan."

Philena slowly spread her hands, letting the moss-colored chains appear in the air.

"Weapons. Now available."

Jasmine was stunned for a moment and looked down subconsciously.

The terrifying fighting spirit seeped directly into her soul, seeming to destroy her deeply.

The whole person was startled, took a few steps back, and bumped into a stool beside him before he regained consciousness.

The tone was trembling.

"Your Highness, is this treasure the treasure of the City Lord?!"

There is no need for any verbal description, just the moment you see the chain of fighting spirit, you can know how extraordinary it is.

Feilena shook her head with a smile in her eyes.

"Father's treasure house does not contain such treasures."

"Then this is"

"Lord Lear lent it to me."

When he said this, the corners of his mouth curled up again, and his eyes lit up.

Jasmine's face was filled with astonishment and shock.

She didn't expect Philena to say Lear's name at all. She stared blankly at the terrifying chain of fighting spirit and stammered.

"Your Excellency Lear, how could there be such a thing?"

Treasures of this level have been managed for thousands of years and have been used by more than a dozen extraordinary people. Even Luolan City cannot find them.

The boy who lived in the slums half a year ago came to them when they needed it most.

This transformation and contrast was so great that it made her feel unreal, far more impactful than the last time the opponent rode a level 15 mount.

When she left, Jasmine was still a little confused, and she didn't know how to describe her inner feelings.

In the end, she could only marvel that the person who made His Highness look up to him was indeed extraordinary.

The boy she used to look down on had now grown to a height that she could not reach.

Thinking of how she had doubted and questioned whether the other party was qualified for His Highness to pay attention to, she felt a little ashamed.

Who was she to question His Highness and the boy?

After Lear returned to the territory, he placed Haggs in the barracks and asked the cold-blooded cavalry to protect him.

According to the speed of the other party's transformation, it might take several days to complete.

But he was also looking forward to how much improvement Haggs would get when he woke up next time.

He still had a lot of feelings for this hero who had been following him from the beginning.

Continuously making him stronger, there was a kind of happiness of nurturing, just like the happiness of growing and growing in farming.

After finishing his work, he suddenly thought of the heavy crossbows that had been placed in the gray dwarf's treasure house before.

He immediately called Bain to ask.

The Swampman Hero said with great joy.

"Your Majesty, those heavy crossbows have been handed over to the blacksmith shop for repair and will be installed tomorrow."

These heavy crossbows snatched from the gray dwarves are all 4-star level!

Li Er nodded.

With the expansion of the territory, the city walls have become wider and wider. Although the ancient tree guardians are fierce, it is definitely not a bad thing to have more weapons to defend the city.

After thinking about it, he became a little interested and walked towards the blacksmith shop.

A few days ago, he sent the rhinoceros to bring back a new batch of Frey people according to the intelligence tips.

With the addition of living forces, the blacksmith shop will run more smoothly.

However, he has not yet lifted the curse from the Frey people, but now he can do it all at once.

When he came to the blacksmith shop, Li Er looked around and nodded with satisfaction.

The blacksmith shop has expanded from the first 1 building to the 5 buildings behind, and recently added 5 more.

Now there are a total of 10 buildings in this area, forming a building complex.

It occupies a wide area and is currently the most lively area in the territory. It is also the core artery of the territory.

Li Er stepped into the house. The starry sky vines absorbed the heat of forging, and it was not stuffy at the moment.

Seeing the stranger coming in, some obviously new Fry people immediately looked at him curiously.

Although they didn't know their identities, they could feel a surge of majesty, which was awe-inspiring without anger.

Seeing their movements, their companions immediately grabbed them.

whispered.

"This is your majesty!"

The tone was crazy and excited.

Those Fry people were startled and bowed their heads quickly, not daring to look directly.

"Salute you, your majesty."

In the blacksmith shop, the crowd knelt on the ground in unison, their eyes filled with heat.

This is the great swamp god, their protector, the immortal they believe in, and the guide who brings them the future and hope!

Li Er nodded slightly.

"Where is Brin?"

"Lord Brin is inside"

A Fry man immediately stepped forward and respectfully led Li Er into the inner room.

Li Er followed and came to a room in another building.

Ding Ding Dang Dang~

Before he got close, he heard the sound of forged iron knocking, each sound was clear and pleasant to the ear.

The Frye man in front pushed open the closed door, and a wave of heat immediately surged out.

He could smell the burning smell of fire.

Li Er stepped in and turned his head to see that there was only one stove in this room, which was as tall as a person and as wide as three people hugging together.

There was a deep blue flame burning in the middle.

At this moment, Brin, the leader of the Frye people, was bare-chested and holding a heavy hammer as thick as a head, constantly hitting the red iron embryo on the table.

Every time it hit, a large piece of sparks would splash.

The other party had been completely absorbed in his thoughts until he arrived close, and then he woke up.

Turning his head, the face that was originally a little angry was suddenly full of surprise when he saw that it was Li Er.

"Your Majesty!"

Li Er could see clearly at this moment that there was an inscription full of hot breath on the heart of the bare-chested Brin.

It looked as if it was born naturally.

The surrounding magical energy continued to flow around the inscription, mysterious and unique.

Just as I was about to ask, I heard Brin shouting.

"Your Majesty, do you need to forge a divine weapon?!" (End of this chapter)