bigabreads Chapter 804 - 339: Victory and the Bone Fragment Containing the Power of Chaos (2)
Chapter 804 - 339: Victory and the Bone Fragment Containing the Power of Chaos (2)
After calming his emotions, he turned back to overlook Katana Luo behind him.
The vine architecture rising piece by piece made the city quite prosperous.
The residence of nearly three hundred thousand people made it a true Swamp Holy City.
These are the foundations for future expansion and growth!
His heart swelled with heroism.
This is only the beginning, the real challenge has yet to come, but he is ready to face it all.
No one, no matter who they are, has the right to destroy everything he has built with his own hands!
After resolving the centaur threat, Lear refocused his attention on the excavation of the God of Slaughter.
Calming his emotions again, he rode the Swamp Giant-Horned Deer King to the land where the God of Slaughter fell.
Upon arrival, the Goddess of Misfortune was still on the original mountain peak, calmly overlooking the bustling cave dwellers, her gaze deep and distant.
"The centaur has been dealt with?" The Goddess of Misfortune asked as she saw him arrive, turning her head with a hint of curiosity in her voice.
"A force of 200,000 has mostly been buried by our army, the remaining seventy or eighty thousand escaped the Long Thorn Mountain Range."
Lear’s voice was calm, his tone concise.
The Goddess of Misfortune nodded, giving him a long look.
"Lord Lear, I’m afraid this is only the beginning... The Wild Pantheon’s foundation is not to be underestimated, they will surely engage in a second revenge."
"And also, more divine spirits will inevitably set their sights on the Long Thorn Mountain Range next."
"Especially those divine spirits who have already tasted the benefits of occupying temples."
"Many have been stuck in a certain rank for hundreds of thousands, even millions of years."
"Upon learning of ways to breakthrough... They will definitely spare no effort."
Lear’s eyes narrowed slightly.
"I am already prepared."
He said with a blink.
"Besides, don’t you serve as a reliance, Your Majesty?"
The Goddess of Misfortune chuckled.
"I don’t have any Level 15 soldiers to support you."
Normally, when idle, one wouldn’t bother cultivating such soldiers that serve no purpose.
Once a divine war starts, low-star ultimate soldiers are all cannon fodder, let alone those around level sixteen...
Lear shrugged.
"Just by standing here, you are the greatest support..."
Without her deterrence, the Long Thorn Mountain Range would not be so easygoing now.
Ending the topic, Lear looked towards mid-mountain, where a huge pit had been dug out, and the dark red soil piled high.
"Your Majesty, how is the excavation progressing?"
"There has been a new discovery."
The Goddess of Misfortune’s eyes flashed with a peculiar color.
She waved her hand, and a piece of bone full of cracks appeared in her hand, palm-sized, indistinguishable from which part.
It emitted a faint ethereal radiance.
"During your absence, the cave dwellers unearthed a skull fragment... The aura belongs to the God of Slaughter."
"But strangely, the fragment retains a unique chaotic force, seemingly a remnant of some ancient presence."
"Chaotic force?"
Lear’s eyes moved slightly, subconsciously recalling the chaos grass in his hand.
"May I take a look, Your Majesty?"
The Goddess of Misfortune nodded.
"This was originally yours; I was merely curious to play with it... Now returned to its rightful owner."
No matter her status, even if facing a divine artifact, she would not hoard it.
The white bone fragment floated up from her hand, hovering before Lear.
Seeing this, Lear greatly appreciated the Goddess of Misfortune.
If not for such a character, he might not have been willing to engage with her too much.
Calming his emotions again, he concentrated on the palm-sized bone surface covered in cobweb-like cracks, exuding a faint aura of bloodlust and destruction.
But more alluring was the subtle chaotic force circulating within the fragment’s depths, bearing a strong resemblance to the aura of chaos grass.
With some curiosity, he opened the attribute panel—
Bone Fragment
Level: Special
Traits: Contains a unique strand of power.
Evaluation: A bone fragment from a certain organism.
This attribute is hardly any different from no attribute at all.
Lear glanced at it and then disregarded it.
Reaching out to take from mid-air, it felt somewhat cool in the hand, unexpectedly very heavy, like holding a wet brick.
Concentrating for a moment, his brow slightly furrowed.
"This power of chaos... it seems to share the same origin as Chaos Grass, but with a slightly different flavor."
"Your Majesty, do you know what happened when the God of Slaughter fell?"
The Goddess of Misfortune’s eyes showed a hint of reminiscence.
"I wasn’t deeply involved in that divine war back then, just vaguely saw that the God of Slaughter once fought against demons born from chaos."
"That battle shattered over a dozen planes, and although the God of Slaughter emerged victorious, he was severely wounded."
"Not long after, he disappeared. It is said that he was ambushed and fell while healing."
Lear looked at the fragment in his hand, deep in thought.
"If this truly is the lingering power of the Chaos Demon God, then this excavation’s harvest may far exceed expectations..."
Chaos Grass can breed the Goddess of Misfortune and the Goddess of Fortune. Though not as good as that, this is certainly no garbage.
"This fragment contains very unique power, but caution is still advised."
The Goddess of Misfortune reminded.
"The power of chaos is extremely difficult to handle. If you didn’t have Chaos Grass to suppress your Divine Kingdom, I wouldn’t let you touch it easily..."
Lear nodded, carefully putting away the skull fragment, intending to take it back for research in his Divine Kingdom.
He had a premonition that the connection between this fragment and Chaos Grass might open a new door for him.
In the following days, the excavation work continued to advance.
With the digging progressing in depth, discoveries finally started coming forth.
On June 7th at noon, the cave dwellers unearthed a broken weapon fragment, engraved with runes of slaughter, with a violent and fierce aura, evidently the Divine Artifact of the God of Slaughter.
It also contained a very faint sliver of the authority of slaughter.
At the midnight transition to June 8th, the cave dwellers unearthed something new—a skull of the Evil God’s corpse.
Its aura was entirely different from that of the Master of Madness, initially identified as the Divine Body of the Master of Fear.
Although it contained no authority, it was rich with divinity, surely a substantial gain.
These two finds left Lear very excited. The place where the God of Slaughter fell is simply a treasure trove.
The more they dig, the more motivated they became.
Especially the Divine Artifact fragment; though it was just one piece, its attack power was astounding, far stronger than any weapon on hand.
If more fragments could be unearthed to repair it, it would definitely become a complete Divine Artifact!
Thus, they became even more diligent, personally guarding the excavation site.
Three squadrons of Ancient Tree Guardians were stationed around, and the Crowned Eagle Horned Beast Knights patrolled day and night.
Afraid of any unexpected incidents.
During the bustling excavation, time reached the morning of June 8th, as indicated by the Intelligence System.
In the northwestern direction of Mire Swamp, an abyssal rift appeared.
The rift was about a hundred meters wide, exuding a strong sulfurous odor.
The long-suppressed demons, sensing the fresh air of the Main Plane, rushed out madly.
Directly forming a terrifying Demon Tide.
Levels ranged from 10 to 15, in numbers too numerous to count.
Lear was prepared to deal with these demons... The Deserted Tombs were arranged at Weilu City.
Two thousand Deserted Tomb Guards floated over the swamp...
However, the demons weren’t as lucky, unable to reach Weilu City.
The width of the Land of Mist Death exceeded 50 kilometers. Any demon entering it would be instantly swallowed by the mist.
Lear’s last promotion enhanced all magic plants in the fog zone to 4 stars.
Significantly increasing their power.
Demons, not known for their strong will, soon began slaughtering each other under the lure of the mist.
This Land of Death lived up to its name, like the mouth of a giant beast, wantonly devouring trespassers.
Behind the mist, the Seven-Colored Candy Dragons stood ready... Any demon breaching the mist would be met by Candy Bombs.
Recently, with the expanded planting area of Venus Flytrap, sugar production increased, and there were now eight squadrons of these Level 16 Ultimate Soldiers.
Their plump figures becoming a scenic line of the swamp.
Although plump, their combat power was exceptionally fierce.
The demons, capped at Level 15, were entirely victims of abuse.
With the Land of Mist Death as a natural defensive zone, the number of demons that actually got inside was pitifully small.
The Demon Tide didn’t just target the swamp. After entering the Main Plane, they spread in all directions.
The Wilderness endured the greatest impact, with not only natives but also many dimension plane creatures recently integrated into the Main Plane, being completely wiped out by the Demon Army.
As the demons wreaked havoc, the Nine Layers of Hell and the Undead Plane, known alongside the abyss as Lands of Evil, also silently tore through space.
An even larger chaotic situation quietly unfolded.
Yet the swamp remained a scene of quiet and harmony.