Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System-Chapter 89 - 78: 5-Star Intelligence! Ingenious Uses of the Swamp Boggart
Lear directed the Mire Wasps to follow at a distance of three to five hundred meters behind, flying low.
To avoid the buzzing of their wings disturbing the enemies ahead.
He also dispatched some to scout ahead with the Wetland Lizard-man scouts.
Two hours later, they had already left the territory by about ten kilometers.
Suddenly, the Mire Wasps ahead sent a warning—enemies spotted.
Lear immediately became alert.
He led the team forward.
After walking about a kilometer, they reached a low-lying muddy area.
Approaching stealthily, they peered through the trees and saw, just two to three hundred meters away, a hundred or so ferocious and crazed beings in the muddy expanse.
Their faces twisted and strange, mouths resembling the petals of a carnivorous plant, splitting open in a cross shape.
Standing over two meters tall, with a gray exterior covered in a thick layer of bone armor.
Appearing solid and thick, resistant to swords and blades.
With three claws on each hand, sharp like daggers.
Their entire being exuded a sense of madness and restlessness, making one uncomfortable at first glance.
Acting oddly as they rolled in the muddy ground, flinging mud, much like modern people unwinding after work or school.
Mud Rotting Beast, Level: 8, Potential: 2 Stars, Talent: Carrion Eater, capable of devouring carrion to enhance strength and recover injuries.
Skills: Carrion Eater’s Mouth (2 Stars), Corrupt Body (2 Stars)
Evaluation: A life form driven mad from years of consuming carrion, prone to losing control anytime, potentially attacking and killing its own companions.
Star Potential, 8 Level wild monster.
Lear raised an eyebrow slightly.
A few days ago, these Scavenger Beasts were formidable foes he needed to seriously strategize against, but now... they posed no challenge.
Haggs calmly requested battle at his side, but Lear waved him off, his gaze shifting to the Swamp Boggart.
These beings with Dual-Race Talent had their Levels enhanced to 7 just yesterday.
He also wanted to see what changes upgrading had brought to the Swamp Boggart.
"Entice them... let me see the power you’ve gained from your growth."
The Swamp Boggart perked up immediately, responding promptly.
Never lose face in front of the master!
They made slight adjustments, their red lips parted, and a melodious song echoed.
Enveloping the entire area.
The next moment, the 8 Level Mud Rotting Beasts, who were still in a frenzy, suddenly froze, their eyes turning dazed, expressions shifting between laughter and tears.
Muttering strange sounds, like phlegm stuck in their throats.
These wild monsters moved like marionettes, walking stiffly towards the Swamp Boggart.
With a dull, vacant look, the fierce aura completely gone.
Lear watched, giving the Boggart a deep look.
There was no need for much verbal description; the hundred controlled 8 Level Swamp Scavenger Beasts told everything needed to be said.
Before, the Swamp Boggart’s enticement of High Level wild monsters could only disrupt them momentarily.
But now... these monsters were close, yet showed no sign of breaking free.
The Swamp Boggart’s upgrade had turned them overwhelmingly powerful.
Taking a deep breath, he looked at the plump little creature beside him.
"Bubble Beast, use bubbles to encapsulate the Scavenger Beasts one by one and take them out."
The Bubble Beast beside became energetic, puffing its cheeks to blow large bubbles.
A 3-meter diameter bubble floated down silently, enclosing the nearest Mud Rotting Beasts.
Then, the long-waiting Wetland Lizardman Warriors grinned sinisterly and stepped into the bubbles.
With a swipe of their knives.
Thud~
The massive heads flew off.
Blood sprayed onto the bubble, leaving streaks before dripping down again.
All retained within the bubble, leaving the Wetland Lizardman Warriors inside drenched in blood.
But their expressions became even more excited.
This was slaughter!
Soon, the bubbles ceased to move, and the Mud Rotting Beasts lined up, entering the bubbles one by one.
Since there was no scent of blood, and even sound was sealed by the bubbles, there was no disturbance to the outside world.
The scene unfolding shocked and astonished all.
One by one, the 8 Level Mud Rotting Beasts, outwardly fierce monsters, just queued into the bubbles, allowing the Wetland Lizardman inside to decapitate them.
The Wetland Lizardman Warriors acted like executioners.
One goes in, one head comes off.
There was a peculiar, bizarre beauty to it, fluid and seamless.
Soon, those hundreds of Mud Rotters were completely eliminated without ever waking from the song.
At this moment, the Swamp Boggart seemed somewhat disinterested after a slight shiver.
"Master, the emotions they provide are vastly inferior to what the territory inhabitants offer..."
Let the illusion created by the singing make the other side mesmerized, and you can also gain their emotions.
But compared to the residents’ genuine joy, excitement, and sadness, it’s not even close.
The residents’ emotions are like clear, bright mountain spring water, whereas these emotions are muddy water scooped from the mire.
Completely different levels.
Didn’t feel it before, but now the difference is evident. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
Lear smiled, turning his head to look at the corpse already piled full with seven or eight bubbles, deeply satisfied.
If every battle were this simple, it would be comfortable.
This isn’t a battle, it’s like harvesting wheat.
Swamp Boggart, limitless potential indeed.
The army begins to clean up the battlefield, but after finding no spoils, they continue onward.
Next, they encountered two more monster gathering grounds, but their levels weren’t high, only just above Level 5.
Under the gentle singing of the Swamp Boggart, these lives happily became the spoils in the bubbles.
The sky floated with about twenty giant bubbles filled with corpses...
Controlling these were the adorable and pudgy Bubble Beasts, creating a strong contrast.
Thus, by midday, they finally found the target of this journey—
Iron mine!
Upon arriving at this area, Lear instantly felt the difference.
Sparse vegetation, the ground had only a thin layer of grass, stepping on it lacked the mushy softness of mud, very hard and dry.
Had a Wetland Lizard-man beside him dig down a bit.
After peeling away the grass, less than half a meter down was black iron ore, with a prominent metallic sheen.
Steel is an essential raw material for domain development; without it, growing strong is as hard as climbing to heaven.
But now it’s different, starting today, the family finally has a mine!!
Feeling great.
"Haggs, you lead people with the iron mine as the center, searching around... There are subterranean creatures hiding nearby, those creatures are perfect for mining."
"Yes, Sovereign!"
Haggs, reinvigorated, immediately set out, leading people in a carpet search.
But unexpectedly, after spending more than half an hour searching the entire area, they found no sign of the subterranean creatures.
This made Lear frown.
While pondering, his peripheral vision caught sight of the Swamp Boggart, his eyes lighting up.
Got stuck in mental inertia... Who said finding people must be done physically?
"Mar, use your singing to find those subterranean creatures for me!"
Mar is the eldest sister among the three Swamp Boggarts, traditionally the backbone of the trio.
The Banshees immediately set to work, humming a superb tune with great enthusiasm.
A moment later, their gaze uniformly shifted to one direction, signaling towards the ground.
"Sovereign, the subterranean creatures are underground... They are hiding in caves dozens of meters deep underground."
Well, no wonder they can’t be found.
"Can you make them come out on their own?"
The Swamp Boggarts’ singing immediately intensified, and the surrounding magic surged with their song.
Moments later, Lear could feel small tremors starting to appear on the ground.
Those vibrations extended outward, avoiding the iron mine.
Thud~
A hundred meters ahead, dirt flew up, and an ugly head with sparse hair slowly emerged from the earth surface.
Then the surrounding dirt was rapidly dug open, as it crawled out from the pit.
About 1.6 meters tall, but hunched over, using its strong forearms to crawl along the ground.
Five claws, gray-black and hard, seamlessly constructed, perfect for digging soil.
Its appearance is ugly, with only one nose, pointing upward.
Skin is pale gray with a few traces of pallor, like a plant that never sees sunlight.
Subterranean creature, Level 2, Potential 1 Star.
Racial Talent: Excavation, naturally suitable for digging, increasing the durability of underground excavated caves by 30%.
Skills: Strong Forelimbs (1 Star) Increase forearm strength by 40%.
Evaluation: Cave-dwelling life form, good at excavation.
One by one, subterranean creatures climbed out of the pit and then stood dumbfounded on the ground.
Their eyes vacuous.
As if their souls had been extracted.
Seeing this, Lear took another thorough look at the Swamp Boggarts.
These life forms, the more they’re developed, the more useful they are.
Using sound for detection is much better than sending people physically to search; can evade normal searching, but can they evade sound?
Looking at the growing number of subterranean creatures, feeling great.
Iron mine discovered, miners came self-equipped, incredible.
