Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

Chapter 778 - 329: Birth of a Divine Pantheon, Emergence of the Second Divine Spirit (Part 2)

Upon being nourished by the fearless Spider Boggart, the Spider God’s recovery speed began to soar.

The body gradually coalesced, and a miniature Spider Boggart quietly emerged above the altar.

I could sense the other was in a state of abundant Qi Blood— a flesh and blood being.

No longer merely a construct of energy.

Finally, at the moment of complete solidification, the tightly closed eyes slowly opened.

At this moment, the swirling energy around suddenly stopped, and the void became silent.

An indescribable majestic aura burst from that unassuming body.

It was like a towering mountain soaring into the sky and then crashing down on the earth... landslides and ground cracking.

Every life in the Swamp Divine Kingdom looked in this direction in inexplicable dread.

They felt as if their soul was gripped by a giant hand, creaking ominously, on the verge of being crushed!

That is the power and aura unique to the Divine!

During the metamorphosis of the Swamp Divine Kingdom led by Lear, under absolute control, ordinary life forms could not perceive what had happened.

The Rebirth of the Spider God was beyond his control.

At this moment, the Spider God, exuding endless might, slowly descended from the altar.

With each step, the void seemed to warp as if scorched by fiery flames.

Possessing the lower body of a spider and the upper body of a human, with profound and solemn eyes, it gave off an indescribable sense of oppression.

The surrounding Spider Boggarts, more than half had sacrificed, leaving just over three thousand.

Looking at the blood-connected Spider God, these forced exile creatures were moved to tears.

The greatly exhausted Spider Priest was now overflowing with tears, panting heavily, and slowly knelt to the ground.

"Welcome back... Great and immortal God."

Choked with emotion, speaking through sobs.

Their reliance, their Protector!

Finally, finally revived!

In this world rampant with Divine Spirits, a race without divine protection is like a child wandering the wilderness without parents.

Anyone can bully them.

With a Divine Spirit, there is support; even if not powerful, outsiders would still hesitate, at least not slaughter them at will!

The Spider God looked at the kneeling Spider Boggarts around and nodded slowly.

"Rise, my children."

The eyes carried a bit of confusion.

"I seem to have lost most of my memory, only fragmentary remnants remain... I cannot recall the past."

The Spider Priest raised his head, speaking tremulously.

"My God... this does not matter; it can all be retrieved in the future."

"The most crucial thing is, you have now returned once more!"

Lear didn’t hide the changes outside, and news was sent as usual to the Night Shadow Clan.

Although the spiders didn’t leave the Swamp Divine Kingdom, they could also receive the latest external developments.

Amidst the collapsing situation and the rampant arrival of gods, their Divine’s resurrection and return is a definite morale booster.

The Spider God nodded, just about to speak, when suddenly sensing something, slowly raised his head.

His figure flashed, directly disappearing from the ground, spanning the void directly in front of Lear.

Looking at the youth before him with a Platinum Crown, deep eyes, and a magnificent, dignified aura.

The Spider God slowly knelt in the void, all the limbs bending together.

Right hand on his chest, head bowed, speaking in the most humble and fervent tone.

"My Lord, your servant—Mills, salutes you!"

"May the rules eternally protect you."

Lear looked at the Spider God before him, standing two meters tall, much smaller than the average Spider Boggart, satisfied and nodded.

After half a year, he finally managed to resurrect the other.

It wasn’t easy.

The more significant point is—the Spider God was revived entirely within the Swamp Divine Kingdom.

Every detail of their metamorphosis could be clearly observed and recorded in the origin of the Divine Kingdom.

If needed in the future, insights could be summoned at any time.

The rapid condensation of his Divine Format was also partly due to the other’s contribution.

"Very well, since you’ve resurrected, next, gather the Spider Race quickly."

"Additionally, be cautious of Spider Queen Rose, it was this powerful being who killed you."

"You need to temporarily avoid this God of Intrigue..."

The Spider God nodded solemnly.

"Your will is above all!"

"But for now my remaining memory is just broken fragments, I’m afraid many things cannot be accomplished..."

"No problem, you just need to follow my orders."

"Yes!"

Lear nodded, stopped speaking, and with some curiosity, opened the other’s attribute panel.

Spider God - Mills

Level: 26

Divine Status: Weak Divine Power

Divine Power: 10 points

Divinity: 20 points

Authority: Spider (40%), Web Weaving (80%)

...

After a quick glance, Lear frowned slightly.

Weak divine power, and both divinity and divine power are pitifully scarce.

Among the authorities controlled, there are only a mere two.

Moreover, the crucial spider authority is only 40% controlled!

Luckily, upon revival, the divine format in the mind also regrouped.

Otherwise, it would be quite a headache.

Judging by that state, it might not be useful for a short period.

Now, the primary task is to reclaim part of the spider authority, expand the followers, and restore previous strength before considering anything else.

Nonetheless, having a divine spirit is always a good thing worth celebrating!

Currently, the swamp pantheon has started to develop gradually.

He officially became a divine spirit, and although it’s also weak divine power, stepping onto this path has already made a difference.

Moreover, the Spider God has been revived, and by the nature of a divine spirit, becoming powerful can be swift.

Meanwhile, Kalanis is about to take the final step, which would mean having three divine-level combat powers at his disposal.

Besides, the Ancient Goblin God is also conducting some unique and mysterious research lately.

He has a feeling that the recovery time might even be faster than that of the Spider God.

That ancient being is too mysterious, with countless tricks up the sleeve.

If not for binding the other completely to the swamp chariot, one would still need to remain vigilant and respond cautiously.

Moreover, Betina, the Barbarian Chief, the soul that survived from ancient times, also has the ambition to become a divine spirit.

Tulos, this Extraordinary Vampire, has also been under cultivation.

With the tens of thousands of population of the Crown Tribe as followers, it won’t take long to see results.

Counting this up, including Lear himself, there are already 4 existing divine spirits: Kalanis, the Ancient Goblin God, the Spider God.

With nurturing Betina and Tulos, the number could reach 6.

The title of swamp pantheon is certainly no exaggeration!

Thinking this through, the mood was exceptionally good.

These results are earned bit by bit, sweet and delightful.

After calming down the excited spirits, Lear conversed with the Spider God again.

Confirming that the latter has no memory, truly a completely new soul, he let it go on its own to reestablish contact with followers.

For a divine spirit who ascends relying on followers, they are everything; to quickly recover, the best way is to inform followers of one’s return, letting former faith return to his banners.

After the Spider God left, Lear felt a sense of relief.

Although there is no way to return to Weilu City with the true form temporarily, the Swamp Divine Kingdom has already anchored the entrances and exits in the swamp.

He can still descend with his consciousness, and he remains in firm control of the authority over the domain.

Currently, the pantheon and main plane are simultaneously developing.

After calming down, Lear moved slightly with his mind, his body directly disappearing into the void, entering the origin power of the swamp plane.

With his body secured, his mind instantly traveled to Katana, possessing the Dark Night Hunter.

Meanwhile, in this newly built holy city, a large portion of the residents had gathered at the spacious central square, centering around the Swamp Temple, fervently praying aloud.

Lear, at the moment of completing the final transformation, made everyone feel that blazing power like the sun.

At this time, emotions were at a peak.

Possessing the Dark Night Hunter, returned from that temple, Lear opened his eyes to hear the surging voices like mountains and seas surrounding him.

Sensing the power of faith surging at an exaggerated speed, he felt quite wonderful.

As a divine spirit worshipped by countless people, he felt nothing in particular, but he liked the feeling of constantly harvesting a massive power of faith that could continuously enhance his strength.

Walking slowly, stepping out of the government affairs hall.

The first sight was a vast crowd of residents kneeling on the ground.

Lear’s gaze became content, as they were strong cornerstones!

Once this wave of faith power stabilizes, he could recruit two or three squadrons of ultimate soldiers - Wetland Angels.