After these two experiences, everyone's vigilance was raised to the highest level.
Lear continued to send in more men, with up to five squads of wetland lizardmen scouting ahead.
Wetland lizardmen are swamp creatures, and exploring and traveling in the swamp is instinctive for them.
After encountering the flying dragon, the road ahead became much smoother.
Surprisingly, they encountered no obstacles along the way.
This rather unusual scene made Lear frown.
Bain seemed to sense his emotions, the swamp hero whispered.
"My lord, this two-legged wyvern has extremely pure bloodline, and its level is probably an old dragon of level 15 or higher!"
"Its dragon might is no less than that of an ordinary adult dragon, and it causes great shock and fright wherever it goes."
"The swamp creatures in this area have most likely either hidden themselves or fled the area temporarily."
"But they will return in half a day at most, so we need to hurry on our way."
Lear nodded, glancing curiously at the swamp hero with algae-green eyes.
"You're very familiar with wyverns?"
A hint of reminiscence flickered in Bain's eyes. He nodded, then shook his head.
"We once obtained a wyvern cub and intended to raise it."
"But the other party needed too many resources, so we were forced to give up in the end."
His eyes were full of bitterness.
Who can understand the resentment and helplessness of obtaining a treasure but lacking the power to control it?
How can I possibly get such a wonderful treasure?
They were lucky, but unfortunately their skills were lacking.
Lear patted the other person on the shoulder.
"It will all be there in the future."
Without saying anything more, he urged the team to speed up their march.
Try to reach your destination before the wyvern's power dissipates.
Once the order was given, everyone put in their best effort to hurry on their way, and the speed of travel suddenly increased.
Bend after bend, forks in the road, muddy paths, haystacks, dense forests—almost every kind of complex terrain appeared before us.
But everyone was surprised to find that Lear always managed to choose the right route.
You won't get lost, and you won't need to turn back.
It's as if they possess the ability to foresee the future.
Bain watched from behind, his gaze growing increasingly fervent.
My lord, you must be a chosen one blessed by the gods!
We continued our journey without stopping, as the sun gradually set in the west, and after crossing a muddy, grassy path...
The view suddenly opened up.
Ahead lay a vast expanse of low, ankle-deep grass, its edge only visible when one looked out to the horizon.
In the center, a few sparse trees grow.
The green grass rises about a meter above the water, and the swampy mud flows slowly around it.
The lush, vibrant scene evokes a sense of tranquility and peace.
arrive!
Everyone became excited at that moment.
After more than twenty days and thousands of kilometers, traveling day and night, we finally arrived at our territory, our future home!
While everyone was excited, Haggs approached Lear with a sullen face.
He cautiously gestured towards the dozen or so large trees, each over 15 meters tall with dense canopies, scattered in the middle ahead.
"Master, those are not trees, they are swamp tree people."
Lear's gaze sharpened slightly as he looked up.
The gray tree trunk was rugged and covered with large patches of moss.
The branches are thick, and the green leaves flutter in the wind, with some withered yellow leaves falling from time to time.
From the outside, they look no different, but once you extend your senses, you can immediately feel the vigorous life of these trees, like a furnace burning brightly.
Swamp Tree Man
[Level]: 9
[Potential]: 3 stars (Level cap 12)
[Racial Talent]: Child of the Earth, rooted in the earth, defense increased by 50%, and able to continuously draw power from the earth to recover.
[Skill]: Root Binding (2 stars) Binds the enemy with roots, inflicting paralysis.
Branch Whip (2-star): Whip an enemy with a branch, dealing an additional 40% damage.
[Evaluation]: Swamp Treants possess powerful combat abilities, but they cannot move until they reach level 10.
3-star potential, level 9 Swamp Treant!
"My Lord, please give the order."
Haggs's gaze was resolute.
He will lead the charge as soon as Lear gives the order!
Whether it's tree people or dragons ahead.
Lear slowly shook his head.
Although its level is only 3 levels higher than the Wetland Lizardman, its combat power is more than twice as strong!
Taking a hard line would come at a price that is far too heavy.
"There's no need to bring anyone with me."
As he spoke, he slowly stepped forward.
When Lear got within about 50 meters, he stopped.
His gaze was fixed on the giant trees that were over 15 meters tall.
There are 12 trees in total.
Swamp Treants have a fatal flaw: they cannot move.
Although they lost their mobility, they gained insane standing-and-fighting power in return.
Without remote means, uprooting these 12 swamp treants would definitely require a considerable price.
Fighting the Treant. The Treant's branches, thicker than a steering wheel, swept down, likely smashing the Wetland Lizardman to pieces.
Sensing the arrival of outsiders, the large tree in front shook its branches with a rustling sound.
A flurry of leaves fell, revealing ugly faces on the thick, moss-covered gray tree trunk.
His mouth opened, emitting a deep, muffled sound like thunder.
"Outsiders, this is not a place for you. Leave immediately."
The ancient language of the tree people.
In advanced languages, one can understand the meaning of another's words without needing to know what they are saying.
It directly transmits information to the spirit.
Lear stared at the tree-man at the front, and before he could speak, Haggs became angry.
"Outsiders?"
"Tree people, this is the territory of the Overlord!"
"You should kneel down and kowtow!"
The slow-moving tree-man was immediately enraged by these words.
The face on the tree trunk became somewhat distorted, just about to unleash a curse.
Suddenly, an indescribable and overwhelming pressure surged from the human boy in front of him.
A look of fear crossed his face.
The lingering power of the gods—this divine skill can ensure that subordinates will submit to them forever and never betray them.
However, this is on the premise that the opponent is in poor condition and cannot escape or hide, and can only bear the majesty of the gods.
If the other party is free and in good condition, it is easier to provoke them.
Even if a god descends to earth, there will still be a huge number of people who will not submit to him.
It's unrealistic to think you can sweep through the swamp with sheer force alone.
What truly matters is one's own strength.
But the situation is different now. The swamp treants cannot move.
They had to withstand the majesty of the swamp god.
Even if it's just a broken divine spark, even if the authority hasn't been activated yet.
But gods are still gods, far beyond what mortals can withstand.
The opponent can move and escape this area, free from the divine power, but the swamp treant must bear the full force!
The twelve swamp treants immediately felt their souls tremble, wanting to prostrate themselves before the person before them.
The other party seemed to be the master who occupied their souls, an unparalleled and majestic being.
"No! You demon! You will never enslave our souls!"
The swamp treant immediately went berserk.
Sizzle~
The earth suddenly shattered, and countless roots, like steel whips, tore through the ground, dancing wildly like mad dragons.
Bang~ Bang~
The roots lashed the ground, sending up a shower of mud and grass debris.
This horrific scene did not change Lear's expression; he remained calmly watching the tree-man.
If you want to use and enslave someone, you have to completely subdue them.
At this moment, the opportunity is exceptional.
Within a 30-meter radius lies the area covered by the roots of the Swamp Tree People.
Lear stood fifty meters away, and the other party could not harm him.
The spiritual power was continuously poured into the dark blue divine core, unleashing even greater divine might.
That overwhelming pressure was even stronger than the might of a two-legged flying dragon.
It surged forth unrestrainedly, pressing down on the soul of the swamp treant.
The resentment and anger in my heart subsided somewhat after being vented, and my soul gradually adapted to the feeling of submission and surrender.
This panicked the swamp treants.
He started begging for mercy loudly.
But Lear ignored him and continued to maintain his divine power.
"Submit or be destroyed!"
It felt as if the soul was being gripped by a giant hand, making a creaking sound.
But the tree people refused to submit.
"No!! Demon, you can never enslave us!"
"no way!!"
Under their resolute resistance, the stubborn treants' life force began to dim after a full half hour of stalemate.
Lear's face turned pale; maintaining divine power for so long was a huge drain on him.
But this is the process of training an eagle; whoever can't withstand it first is eliminated.
But now, the initiative is in his hands; he has the advantage of timing, location, and popular support.
What do you think you can do against me?!
The treant at the front felt that large cracks had appeared in its soul, its desire to submit had reached its peak, and its last rebellious thoughts were completely extinguished in its weakness.
The branches drooped slowly, and the face on the trunk showed a hint of fear.
"Great Lord, Master of the Swamp, I submit to you."
As one tree-man surrendered, in an instant, the remaining 11 tree-men, who could no longer hold on, also bowed their heads.
They submitted to their souls and bloodlines.
Lear sensed the respect and obedience emanating from their souls, and his spiritual power surged forth, easily imprinting a mark upon their souls.
The oppressive aura dissipated, and some of the vitality returned to the pale face.
The corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
The eagle has been tamed!
These 12 tree-people were directly transformed into the first batch of guardians of the territory.
What was originally a disadvantage has instantly turned into an advantage!