Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System-Chapter 512 - 227: A New Round of Intelligence Refresh, Another 4-Star Information! Blockbuster News!
After the retreat from the Undead Plane, Lear was lost in thought about how to develop this high-tier map next.
For Weilu City, the potential of the Undead Plane is limitless, allowing heroes and armies to break through their bottlenecks and advance to higher tiers.
This is of irreplaceable significance for enhancing strength.
Moreover, with just a little cultivation, one can obtain benefits difficult to acquire from the outside world.
But the objective fact is—the Undead Plane is extremely dangerous.
One wrong step, and you might lose yourself.
Currently, the City of Death has not attracted much attention from the undead forces and is still in a controllable stage.
The best strategy is to... lay low and develop quietly.
Encounter a formidable foe, and one must be decisive in giving up and never stubbornly resist.
His thoughts were clear, not blinded by temporary gains.
Upon returning to the territory, he let the army disband on its own.
The next day, on the 19th, around noon, the Ancient Goblin God came with great enthusiasm, controlling the metal body.
"Sir, the assembly line for Alchemy-Activated Armor has been completed, and we can now proceed with mass production!"
Lear instantly perked up.
The 3-star level Alchemy-Activated Armor is a great asset, with a particularly special trait—
Custom-Fit: It can transform into perfectly fitting armor according to the physiological traits of the wearer and continue to optimize based on subsequent use until it fully aligns with the wearer’s habits.
This trait allows the Alchemy-Activated Armor to be used by any troop type.
Perfect connection.
No worry about whether it fits and can improve itself until it fully matches the user.
This trait is simply exceptional.
Mass production can significantly save the Blacksmith Shop’s research efforts.
Simultaneously, it allows for investments in production without the fear of obsolescence.
However, as they spoke, the Ancient Goblin God’s tone turned somewhat pained.
"But... those goblins you brought back last time, I still can’t restore them."
"The intelligence of the goblins has been obscured by those damn false gods!"
The thousand-plus goblins captured earlier were handed over to the Ancient Goblin God for management.
But after this period of lectures, the Ancient Goblin God gritted his teeth in hatred.
These were not the goblins that once made gods tremble; even stupid monkeys seemed smarter than them!
Even with the Swamp Boggart’s assistance in teaching, they couldn’t be taught at all!
The inner turmoil and torment were evident.
Lear’s eyes slightly moved.
Previously, when the Ancient Goblin God was utterly subdued, the intelligence system had hinted—only by cleansing the goblins’ chaotic fate lines with the power of faith could they regain their lost intelligence.
Previously, the power of faith was far from sufficient, and he hadn’t been in a hurry to act.
Now, almost all the residents of Weilu City are devout believers, providing him with an enormous daily supply of faith power.
A considerable amount of power has already been amassed.
It’s time.
"The goblins’ fate line has been disrupted by the gods; it needs to be realigned for them to reclaim their lost intelligence."
The Ancient Goblin God heard this, speaking in a deep voice.
"Sir, I am aware of this, but I currently lack the power to resolve this issue!"
This is the main problem.
Lear nodded slowly.
"I have found a way during this time; today, the goblins will reclaim their former glory!"
The Ancient Goblin God was rejuvenated.
The entire being became vibrant.
"Thank you for your kindness..."
Lear nodded and immediately instructed the Ancient Goblin God to gather the goblins.
Once over a thousand had assembled at the square in front of the Swamp Church, he wasted no words and acted immediately.
In the next moment, from the towering statue in front of the church, an endless holy light burst forth.
At that moment, the statue seemed to come alive.
A terrifying pressure erupted, encompassing the surrounding area, enveloping all the goblins within.
The porcelain white power began to spread, flooding into the goblins’ bodies, cleansing their souls.
The entire process wasn’t long, only three to four minutes.
When the light faded, the goblins, who had always shown fear and trepidation, looked around in confusion.
It seemed that the barrier between them and the world had been lifted...
They turned and glanced around, their eyes suddenly clear.
Some glanced at each other blankly, and suddenly, someone laughed.
Then the laughter spread, and everyone in the square began to laugh wildly.
As they laughed, many suddenly had red eyes, tears uncontrollably streaming down...
The Ancient Goblin God witnessed this scene, his emotions surging, fingers clenching tightly.
His face was full of excitement.
This feeling, it’s back, everything is back!!
As long as there are enough clansmen, he firmly believes the goblins’ past glory will be reborn!!
Lear saw this and felt a stir of emotion in his heart.
This force, only now, truly began to show its potential.
Without wasting words, he instructed the Ancient Goblin God to take the goblins away once more.
Next, perhaps the Alchemy Workshop can fully unleash the potential of the equipment...
He holds great trust in the Ancient Goblin God’s abilities.
This is, after all, an entity guiding an entire race forward, even making the gods tremble.
Just as all this concluded, with wrinkles all over his face and white hair, Bain approached hurriedly, his face full of excitement. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
"Your Majesty, the Three-tailed Pigs have started mass birthing!"
Lear immediately got energized.
This is good news.
"Is there enough personnel allocated?"
"Five hundred have been sent to assist... it’s enough!"
