Swamp Lord: I have an intelligence system

After thinking about the demiplane, Lear withdrew his mind and stared at the two-headed ogre hero who had awakened during the battle.

The opponent's attributes are the same as those of the Swamp Queen, very simple.

two-headed ogre

Level: 11

Status: Transforming

The battle just now caused the opponent to burst into life and death and enter transformation.

When the transformation is completed, it will inevitably become a heroic unit.

The level 11 heroic unit became a prisoner. Tsk tsk tsk.

Just thinking about it made his heart flutter.

Are you strong?

Sorry, you are mine now.

Looking at Lear's subtle eyes.

The two-headed ogre lord on the ground felt a little panicked for no reason, as if he was being targeted by some ferocious demon.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his inner uneasiness, and said in a deep voice.

"Dear Sir, it's not just wealth. As long as you can help me kill the traitor, I am willing to lead the Red Stone Tribe to surrender to you, become your weapon, and fight for you!"

At this moment, he had nothing left.

The traitor who killed his father still rules his tribe.

The last of his subordinates and companions had all died in battle.

He has also become a prisoner and may be beheaded at any time.

He no longer had any leverage, so he could only put down whatever he could.

As long as he is alive, there is hope. Even if he is reduced to a slave, he will definitely take revenge, absolutely! !

His eyes became extremely determined.

And there is nothing shameful about surrendering to such a person!

Thinking of the overwhelming attack of woodlice, there is still some shadow in my heart at this moment.

When Lear heard this, he was a little surprised that what this guy said was actually sincere.

interesting.

"Relax your mind, I will leave a mark on your soul."

"From now on, you will become my slave."

The two-headed ogre chief gritted his teeth.

"Can you avenge me?"

Lear looked directly at him.

"My subordinates will never be bullied by others."

"The territory you were supposed to occupy has been taken away by an outsider. Then he is not robbing you, but robbing me!"

"Why do those traitors dare to snatch territory from me?! Why do they rule my tribe?! Why do they take my wealth?!"

"I will send out troops to take back my territory, my subjects, and my wealth!"

The two-headed ogre chief felt his brain shut down for a moment.

This gentleman has such strong logic that he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

He took a deep breath and said in a shaky voice.

"That's how it should be. I'm going to execute all those traitors!"

He said with caution.

"Sir, I am willing to become your slave and serve you!"

Lear's eyes were deep.

A man is a swordsman and I am a fish. At this point, it doesn't really matter whether the two-headed ogre is willing or not.

At most, it is the difference between forced enslavement and active enslavement. After the soul mark is imprinted, it is the same.

While thinking, the godhead within the magic seed was quietly moving.

Sacred, majestic, untouchable, unexplorable, mysterious and surging pressure swept over it.

The two-headed ogre was instantly frightened.

He fell to the ground, looking sideways at the human boy standing in front of him.

The face that was too young now looked even more majestic, not angry but powerful.

With every move he makes, he commands all directions, like a king who controls the fate of countless people.

This scene slowly overlaps with the previous scene of controlling the insect swarm and coercing all directions.

Double punch.

His heart trembled, and without any thought of resistance in his heart, he was directly imprinted with a soul mark.

But at the moment when the mark was carved, Lear suddenly felt dizzy, and there was a dangerous aura in his mind.

He held his breath fiercely and took a few slow breaths before the dazed feeling gradually dissipated.

A sudden realization suddenly arose in my heart. Backlash!

There are too many imprints on the soul.

His soul at this moment could no longer bear a more powerful enslaving power.

Every trace imprinted on a subordinate's soul will involve a part of his soul power.

Today, the Mire Queen, who commands a massive swamp wasps, and the two-headed ogre, which is up to level 11 and is transforming into a heroic unit, are inscribed one after another.

Let his soul endure to the limit.

He took a deep breath and looked a little solemnly.

It’s no wonder that the gods of this world don’t imprint all of their believers so that they will be eternally loyal to them.

You can even often hear news of betrayals of your own religious sects and gods.

It's all for a reason.

If the soul can be infinitely powerful and make everyone loyal to itself, then perhaps there will only be one ruler of this world.

Take a deep breath and calm down.

The skill of God's residual power can be powerful, but it requires his soul to be strong enough.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to withstand the backlash of those enslaving people.

Authority is still authority.

As long as he can control the authority, he can usher in a huge improvement, and this problem will not be too serious.

"Owner."

The voice of the two-headed ogre chief interrupted his thoughts, and all the hostility in the other person's eyes had dissipated.

The mark engraved on the soul can directly change its concepts and thoughts.

Extremely domineering.

Lear was furious when he saw this.

The magic power in the body is mobilized.

Bounty of the Swamp.

A powerful healing spell poured into his body, and his weak aura immediately stabilized.

Waving his hand, he asked the wetland lizardman to untie the chains.

After the two-headed ogre, who was tied up like a dumpling, regained his freedom, he stood up with a complicated look in his eyes.

He turned his head and looked around, then slowly knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and saluted Li Er with the most humble attitude.

"Master, Et Redstone, salutes you."

Seeing this, Li Er's mood became better again.

In one day, he harvested Akaniya, the queen of the swamp bee, and the 11th-level two-headed ogre chieftain.

This is too cool, he likes it!

He also accepted the backlash.

And the other party also brought a piece of news about the demiplane.

This made him very important.

"Et, stand up. Tell me about the situation of the Redstone tribe and the demiplane."

The two-headed ogre immediately stood up and said respectfully.

"Master, the Redstone Tribe has been passed down for more than 500 years. Its name is named after our Redstone family."

"We have always occupied half of the Broken Star Plane, and the territory we rule covers an area of ​​more than hundreds of kilometers."

"The tribe has more than 10,000 people!"

"Every ruler of the tribe will be crowned as king, and it has always been ruled by our family."

"But just half a year ago, my father was ambushed and killed by a lowly traitor! I was also demoted, and later the other party even sent heavy troops to hunt me down."

After a few words, Li Er had a general understanding of the Redstone Tribe and the other-dimensional plane called the Broken Star Plane.

The number of the two-headed ogres in the Redstone Tribe exceeded 10,000, occupying half of the territory of the plane, in brackets - hundreds of kilometers.

In addition, the environment of that plane is harsh, the products are scarce, and the food is short. Survival is a big problem.

So occupying hundreds of kilometers of territory can only support tens of thousands of people.

In addition to the two-headed ogres, there are seven or eight small races in it, but the geographical location they occupy is more desolate, and the two-headed ogres are unwilling to occupy it.

The so-called traitor is the person who seized the position of the chief of the Redstone Tribe.

He really didn't want to call the chief of a tribe of 10,000 people a king.

It's too cheap.

But the traitor should not be underestimated, his level has reached level 13!

This guy, At, is only level 11, and he was not a hero unit before, so he can't compare at all.

But it seems that there is nothing to gain from this plane.

As he talked, Li Er was unwilling to give up and asked about the specialties in it. The two-headed ogre chief answered a lot, but he was not interested.

Instead, when talking about the mine, an unintentional remark made him excited.

"In the Redstone Tribe, we mainly rely on the three-tailed pigs to provide meat. Those livestock are easy to feed. As long as they have wild grass to eat, they can grow meat."

"If there is enough food, it only takes three months to grow to 600 kilograms, so the warriors of our Redstone Tribe are relatively strong in combat, and they occupy as many as 7 mineral veins."

Lier suddenly interrupted him.

"Tell me more about these three-tailed pigs!"

The ogre chief was stunned.

"Sir, don't you talk about the mine?"

What's so strange about pigs

Lier glared at him unhappily.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Can you grow 600 kilograms of meat in three months?

This is simply a huge fortune. What kind of bullshit ore gold can compare with this good thing?