Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System-Chapter 365 - 170: God, Divine Format?! This Must Be a Joke, Right?!
There was some contradiction.
With a heart full of apprehension, he trembled and turned his head to look.
A young man came into view, wearing a blood-colored crown, draped in a cloak as black as ink, with handsome and martial features, deep dark eyes, exuding an aura of elegance and authority.
The young man glanced at him casually, and instantly a terrifying sense of oppression surged forth.
In that moment, it felt like being stared at by an ancient giant dragon.
His spine prickled, and goosebumps erupted all over his body.
It was the crushing presence of a higher being over a lower lifeform, penetrating the soul and invading the bloodline.
There was no hiding, no escape!!
His heart was filled with tears yet he couldn’t cry, seeing this demeanor... the origin of the young man was likely extraordinary.
This kind of oppressive feeling, he had only faintly sensed from the president of the Faceless Hermitage, but it didn’t come close to this young man.
The president was a top-tier figure at Level 18, and yet he couldn’t match a young man who looked only seventeen or eighteen!!
Damn it, even with your knee you can tell how terrifying his origins must be.
He quickly lowered his head, not daring to utter a word, only waiting for the other’s judgment.
The more he said now, the more likely he was to incur hatred.
"The Tulip Clan instructed the members of the Faceless Hermitage to split the Dragon Breath Mercenary Corps and wanted to drive me into the Wilderness."
Kalanis spoke with a hint of mockery.
"I used to not understand why I was always targeted whenever I returned to the city..."
"I didn’t expect it was those people causing trouble behind the scenes, truly relentless."
Going to the Wilderness inevitably meant facing more dangers, thus there was a possibility for her bloodline to awaken.
Previously, she didn’t know the reason, but once she learned that the awakening of her bloodline would activate a hidden mark within her.
Only then did she understand the key to it.
Lear’s eyes narrowed slightly.
It must be said, the Tulip Clan was truly ruthless, employing one method after another.
All for the sake of her bloodline within.
They wanted to devour her as nourishment.
For Kalanis, this was an immense harm.
This hatred, he couldn’t even fathom what price the Tulip Clan had to pay to make them stop.
Perhaps, the entire clan being pulverized to ashes wouldn’t suffice?
"These grudges, in the end, you have to seek to untie your heart’s knots."
Lear looked deeply at this girl who could snatch the power of authority from the oppression of the Tyrant Monarch.
Her gaze, as determined as ever.
"The support I can offer you... is only to give you the capability for revenge!"
With that, he slowly took out the Tyrant Divine Format from his bosom.
"This is the Tyrant Monarch Divine Format I acquired from the God of Mirth... Master it, and you can wield the Power of Authority."
"But from now on, you will tread a much more perilous path."
"Death, destruction, darkness, brutality... such evils will accompany you."
"Kalanis, I hope you can remain true to yourself."
Kalanis gazed at the Broken Divine Format in Lear’s hand exuding fierce and frenzied power, her body trembled slightly.
Her eyes reddened.
"My Lord..."
The authority, given so freely, and the divine format, specially sought for her.
Such grace, how could it ever be repaid?!!
Two steps forward, she knelt on the ground in the most devout posture, taking the divine format with both hands.
Tears were already streaming down her face.
This scene was witnessed by the hyena nearby.
His mind buzzing at this moment.
Who am I, what am I doing?
Am I blind or poisoned by an Enchanting Demon... G-god, divine format?!
That young man took out a divine format from his bosom and bestowed it to Kalanis?!
What kind of joke is this?
A divine artifact of the Divine Spirit, how could it be given away just like that?!
You must be kidding me... right... right?!!
He couldn’t accept such a scene at all.
Once he recovered, he wailed and prostrated on the ground, crying aloud.
I’m such a fool... Why did I come here, why did I witness such a scene?
If I can return alive today... it must be the Creator God resurrected me to save me.
And the damn Tulip Clan, even if I die, I will become a vengeful spirit cursing your whole family for a million years!
Is this a person who isn’t even a Level 10 Hero?
Even a divine format was produced... damn your worn leather shoes.
But soon, his heart became wildly excited again.
If I die, you won’t fare well!!
I’ll wait for you in Hell, you bastards!!
You don’t know what kind of existence you’ve provoked at all!!!
Don’t know at all!!
Prepare to die!!
Hahahahahahahaha... damn, this feels good.
