"Sovereign, please accept..."

On the other side of the space rift, the Flesh Butcher did not hesitate at all, the words falling.

One by one, white bone skulls floated out from the space rift.

In their empty eye sockets, the blue soul fire burned.

"These are all my collection from wars outside..."

Seeing this scene, Lear’s mood involuntarily brightened.

Without any hesitation, he threw all these white bone skeletons into the Land of Crimson Rot.

Upon hitting the Land of Flesh and Blood, these skeletons cracked and shattered instantly.

The soul energy inside them drifted out, infusing into the bodies of the Swamp Divine Race.

With the support from the Undead Plane, the breath that was initially stuck began to climb upwards again.

Bit by bit, surpassing that nearly insurmountable barrier.

After devouring the massive amount of undead souls... boom~

The aura on the body surged fiercely, like a torch doused with gasoline set ablaze.

The pressure instantly exploded, sweeping out in all directions like a wave!

Breakthrough!

The second batch of 4-star ultimate soldiers, born into the world under the nourishment of the Sea of Blood and the undead!

A terrifying aura gathered together, soaring into the sky.

The entire Swamp Divine Kingdom took notice.

Feeling this, Lear’s lips curled high.

His mood had never been better.

Now, the total number of Swamp Divine Race under his command reached an astonishing twenty thousand!

These are 4-star level ultimate soldiers!!

Even under the Goddess of Misfortune, they would be an undeniable main battle corps!

Wonderful, truly wonderful!

Staring at the fierce army below, his heart was filled with a sense of achievement.

This triumphant return brought riches far beyond his expectations.

Now, he held tens of thousands of Titan’s Hearts, the Golden Rule flowing in his mind, two thousand ultimate soldiers under his command...

Even among the gods, there aren’t many with such medium divine power foundation.

Facing the upcoming earth-shaking changes, he finally had enough confidence to cope.

Weilu City will absolutely not sink in chaos, the dim glory of the swamp will be illuminated by him from now on!

It took a long time to calm down.

He looked up at the rift in the void.

"Radina, is there any problem with the Refining Divine Kingdom?"

"My Lord, everything is going smoothly... You can fully expect my good news."

Hearing these confident words, Lear felt relieved.

He always trusted this divine life.

After a few more words, he said no more, closing the space rift.

Now Lear could be considered a tycoon.

Currently, the subordinate gods of the Swamp Pantheon already number five—the Ancient Goblin God, the Spider God, Kalanis - God of Slaughter and Tyrant, Tulos - God of Blood, Flesh Butcher - God of Rekindling.

Adding him, it makes six... A proper pantheon configuration indeed.

Once he absorbs the Golden Rule and ascends to powerful divine power.

Then the Swamp Pantheon will be unequivocal, a complete pantheon indeed!

The territory covers the Abyss, the Undead Plane, the Original Plane, the Dimension Plane, and the Main Plane... No longer the Pioneer Lord who led squads of Wetland Lizard-men to adventure in the wilderness a year ago.

After finishing up here, Lear thought for a moment, and continued to dispatch the Two-headed Ogre Chief - Aite to the Undead Plane to see if he could break through to demigod there.

Only by becoming a demigod, could he be granted any opportunities next.

He had deep feelings for the Two-headed Ogre Chief, much like Haggs, the Wetland Lizard-man Hero, they were both nurtured by him bit by bit.

Betina was left to guard Weilu City, with a demigod overseeing the territory, there would be someone to stand at the forefront should any unexpected incidents occur.

After Lear arranged everything, he returned to Weilu City with the ten thousand Titan’s Hearts, heading straight to the Alchemy Workshop where the Ancient Goblin God Azaro resided.

By now, the Alchemy Workshop had long ceased to be the small workshop it once was.

With Lear’s cost-no-object investments, it had already expanded into a massive factory.

The buildings had reached up to twenty, directly connected underground, and when enemies attacked from the earth surface, artists could directly go underground for work.

Connected to the Blacksmith Shop’s towering alchemical furnace, it emitted the unique fiery dragon breath only from the Molten Giant Dragon.

Numerous mechanical puppet arms inscribed with Goblin Runes automatically operated, thousands of goblins with wisdom busy traversing inside, the air filled with a unique mixture of metal, magic potion, and magic power fragrance.

When Lear arrived, they were vigorously processing the Magic Gold obtained from the Dragon Mother Divine Kingdom, preparing for mass production of the Alchemy Magic Puppet.

Upon seeing him, the goblins in the Alchemy Workshop’s hall instantly stirred excitedly.

Those not at work immediately stepped forward, crawling on the ground and saluting with the most humble gesture.

This is the master of the swamp, and the ruler of goblins!

Their god, the esteemed Goblin Guide - Under Azaro’s Majesty, was also his subordinate.

God above God!

The Ancient Goblin God, hearing the news, immediately rushed from the depths of the workshop.

"Greetings to you, Sovereign."

This being who initially interacted with Lear as an equal entity had long recognized their respective positions.

His face was now full of respect and humility.

"Azaro, no need for formalities."

Lear said lightly.

"I brought you some trinkets, perhaps they will come in handy."

As the words fell, a Titan’s Heart emitting the mighty power of thunderbolt power floated in front of Azaro out of thin air.

The Ancient Goblin God’s gaze froze the moment it touched the Titan’s Heart.