After a brief silence, the Ancient Goblin God spoke with a trembling voice.

"Thank you for your grace, mighty Sovereign!"

The goblins in the rear erupted into a cheer as loud as a tidal wave.

Many were so excited their faces flushed red, suddenly kneeling, offering their most devout respect and allegiance to Lear.

The great Sovereign is leading them towards glory, reviving the honor of the goblins!

"Azaro, everything is handed over to you."

Lear had a light smile on his face.

"I need to see the first batch of extraordinary constructs as soon as possible."

"Resources, manpower, everything you need, Weilu City will provide."

"Yes! Sovereign!"

Azaro nodded solemnly.

He felt every cell in his body burning, eager to immediately use these ten thousand Titan’s Hearts to build god-slaying mechanical puppets!

Goblins have a little-known secret... the core of a godslaying mechanical puppet is crafted in imitation of a Titan’s Heart.

They once had the fortune of obtaining several broken Titan’s Hearts, and after thoroughly studying their secrets, they created an energy source capable of driving godslaying mechanical puppets.

Now, the intact Titan’s Heart is right before him...

"Rest assured, no more than a month! No! Half a month! I will surely have the first extraordinary construct stand before you!"

Lear nodded in satisfaction.

Then, as if recalling something, he briefly recounted the process of supporting the Thunder Titans, finally asking,

"What do you make of this event?"

After a moment of thought, the Ancient Goblin God spoke in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, forming an alliance with the Titans is a good thing... Titans have a great reputation, and have never betrayed their allies."

"Moreover, those ancient creatures have a deep heritage, and possess many good things unnoticed by the outside world. Being able to trade with them is a major benefit for Weilu City."

"Additionally, the actions of the Blood Sea Tyrant and the Master of Fallen Angels who previously hunted the Dragon Mother were too abrupt, even a bit hasty."

"If it were me, I would have planned slowly, placing the battlefield in an area unknown to outsiders."

"But these two hunts were very conspicuous, not in line with the usual motives and actions of such powers."

"From this, it can be inferred that the entity behind the scenes is growing impatient, unwilling even to wait for the rules of the Main Plane to fully relax before acting."

"Perhaps we can boldly speculate that a great upheaval is on the horizon."

"They want to gather enough advantage before the great upheaval arrives!"

Hearing this analysis, which aligned with his own thoughts, Lear immediately felt his mind clear significantly.

The Ancient Goblin God’s inferences were likely spot-on.

However, this was also a good thing. The enemy wasn’t fully prepared, and from their actions, it was clear the forces behind the curtain lacked the power to sweep everything aside.

Relieving much of his tension.

"Your Majesty, what we need to do next is focus on self-improvement... the rest can be left to time."

No one can dictate the development of the situation; the Swamp can only strive to grow stronger, for that is the foundation of everything.

Lear nodded, saying nothing more, allowing these now fanatical goblins to continue their work.

Judging by their momentum, it wouldn’t be long before a mechanical puppet army would emerge, fundamentally altering the current military structure of Weilu City and significantly boosting its military strength.

This construct uses the Titan’s Heart as its energy core.

Moreover, mechanical puppets differ from ordinary units, being easy to mass-produce as long as raw materials are abundant.

This is perhaps the main reason the gods are wary of goblins... no race can effortlessly produce twelve godslaying mechanical puppets.

Given time, who knows if they might amass thirty to fifty or even a hundred of these?

At that point, how would the Divine Spirits behave? Bow at the feet of the goblins? With the character of the gods, they’d be unlikely to let goblins live.

But for now, the destiny lines are already chaotic, and amidst this sweeping transformation, mythical races are continually appearing, so who would pay attention to the goblins now?

The once powerful race is to be restarted in his hands.

Thinking of perhaps possessing vast numbers of godslaying mechanical puppets in the future, Lear’s mood improved significantly.

He turned swiftly, departing from the Alchemy Workshop, only to stop a few steps out.

Suddenly, an immensely powerful, terrifying aura emerged unexpectedly from the passage connecting the Swamp Divine Kingdom, shrouding Weilu City in an instant, then spreading across the entire Mire Swamp!

All life drew a sharp breath, feeling as if their hearts were grasped tightly, a slight squeeze away from being crushed.

Their chests grew heavy, and each breath became difficult.

It was as though they were witnessing an Ancient Demon God, long dormant, crossing the River of Time to arrive...

"Hmm?"

Lear sensed that aura and a look of joy appeared on his face.

With a single step, his form vanished instantly, appearing the next second within the Swamp Divine Kingdom.

Raising his head, he saw the burning sun hanging high in the void, radiating unprecedented brilliance, with terrifying heat raging outward.

The void burned, sending ripples.

And within the sun’s core, a pure golden chain moved like a dragon in water.

War Intent Chains!

This Divine Artifact seemed to possess life, giving the impression of being alive.

Compared to its previously formidable yet lifeless state, it had improved exponentially.

Sensing the aura of completed transformation, Lear’s smile became radiant.