A Level 9 Foul Giant Demon, when Lear had just entered the swamp, he didn't dare to look at it too much.

This was a high-level wild monster that couldn't be provoked.

But in just ten days, he no longer needed to expend too much effort to launch an attack.

Even just watching the battlefield slaughter calmly from behind, without any further worries.

The only thing he needed to do, perhaps, was if any Wetland Lizardman Warriors were injured, the Swamp Blessing would promptly pour into their bodies.

The Mire Wasps were irrelevant.

These thin-blooded assassins, once attacked by the enemy, almost had no chance of survival.

The swarm tactic was to overwhelm the enemy with sheer numbers.

Once deployed, it meant a fight to the death.

No need to consider casualties, just focus on the outcome.

Under the frenzied attack, one foul giant demon after another toppled.

Soon half of them were dead...

Witnessing this, Lear felt a strong sense of achievement.

Much like playing a game in the past, struggling to defeat high-level bosses, then training up some levels in lower-level areas, gaining strength to challenge again.

Then effortlessly chopping down that high-level boss with joy.

The power in hand was accumulated bit by bit... and now, it was time to see the results.

Hmm hmm~ hmm hmm~

The song of the Swamp Boggart remained loud, constantly disrupting the foul giant demons.

A moment of distraction could lead to a stupor.

On the battlefield, one second of slowness could decide life and death!

Slaughter raged on.

Under the onslaught of powerful forces, the foul giant demons were quickly harvested...

And without weapons, they could only rely on their limbs to kill the Mire Wasps...

Against a life like the Wetland Lizardman Warrior, their powerful force was effective.

But against a swarm of insects, using limbs seemed weak and futile.

Buzz buzz buzz~

The number of foul giant demons dwindled, until only the sound of Mire Wasps' wings flapping remained on the field.

The battle from start to finish didn't even last more than ten minutes... two squadrons of foul giant demons all fell.

Looking up, those half-hidden ruins still shielded in the void were invisible.

The ground was covered with giant skeletal remains, blood dyeing the earth, moss, and grass entirely red...

The fierce wasps continued to circle in the sky.

Various scenes intertwined, this was visually striking.

"Gather all the corpses together."

After Lear's command, his gaze turned to the building concealed in the void.

With a thought, a portion of the Mire Wasps above him flew directly in, swooshing~ and vanished.

Like passing through a water curtain, they disappeared without a trace.

In an instant, they flew back out.

Safe.

Lear felt more assured, waving for the two squads of Wetland Lizardman Warriors beside him to enter first.

Two small squads explored inside and were still safe.

Upon confirming twice, Lear waved for the Two-headed Ogre Chieftain and Haggs to enter... after confirming safety once more, he stepped inside.

A wise man does not stand under a wall in danger; wanting to live long, being cautious won't hurt.

Passing through the void like a water curtain, Lear felt some slight obstruction, then he directly passed through.

His vision suddenly changed.

A unique ruin appeared before him.

The sky was gray, the light dim.

Beneath his feet was a circular space over 300 meters in diameter, paved with bluish stone slabs, marked with extensive cracks.

Behind him was a realm of darkness and void.

At a glance, an unspeakable sense of crisis was immediately felt.

As if stepping into it would mean losing life.

A word suddenly appeared in his mind—Endless Void.

Outside the Main Plane was Endless Void, containing nothing, no magic, no air, only endless emptiness.

An ordinary person venturing inside would have their soul eroded by the void in a breath.

Only Divine Spirits can traverse the Endless Void.

This relic building was hidden in such a perilous place.

Lear took a deep breath and looked forward.

At the front of the vast plaza was a dramatically ruined towering stone structure.

Numerous gray pillars supported the building, with a height of over twenty meters.

But now, the roof had collapsed, pillars leaning in various directions.

On a few intact pillars, engravings depicted the revival of all things, vibrant and full of life.

Carefully observed, faintly discernible, this building seemed used for worship.

After Lear studied it a moment, the Intelligence System suddenly flickered, updating with a notification.

[You have entered the Earth Mother Goddess's worship hall hidden in the void and received an intelligence—at the center of the worship hall, inside the Earth Mother Goddess's statue, a Special Treasure—Horn of Fertility is hidden. Breaking the statue must be done to obtain it, be warned, breaking the statue will entail a Divine Power impact.]

Seeing the unexpected prompt, Lear's eyes immediately brightened.

Earth Mother Goddess?!!

Special Treasure—Horn of Fertility?!

Goodness, there's actually a sacrificial hall for the Earth Mother Goddess here!

This is the Main God with countless followers in the Noel Plane.

Neutral order alignment.

Almost all life living on the Main Plane holds sufficient reverence for the Earth Mother Goddess.

This is the Mother of the Earth, the source that nurtures countless life forms.

She is also the divine spirit with the most temples and followers on the Noel Main Plane.

Unexpectedly, this is the sacrificial hall of the other party, and it hides a special treasure... but the problem is, one has to break its statue to obtain it.

As long as one possesses wisdom, it's difficult to commit such an act, to dare to break the statue of the Mother Goddess... this is truly audacious.

After all, she's still suspended in the sky, with a divine kingdom seated in the Endless Void, frequently descending her divine power.

Who would dare commit blasphemy?!

But Lear took a deep breath, his gaze filled with excitement.

Those who are often friends with the gods should know, since everybody is a god, there's no such thing as blasphemy.

With a gesture, he led two heroes into the half-collapsed sacrificial hall.

Upon entering, he immediately saw the statue of the Mother Goddess at the center.

Her face was benevolent, wearing a garland woven from ears of wheat and fruits on her head, draped in a cloak woven from various foods, her gaze gentle.

Merely seeing the statue gives one a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze.

The surroundings were cleaned very well.

Those foul giant demons clearly dared not be disrespectful to the statue of the Earth Mother Goddess.

Calming down, he turned to look at Haggs.

"Go and smash the statue."

Haggs paused for a moment but didn't hesitate, stepping forward boldly.

He directly raised the steel saber in his hand to strike down.

But the next second, a fierce pressure engulfed him.

Like a mountain ten thousand feet high collapsing down, endless stars crashing into the earth, that majesty was something a mortal couldn't resist.

Directly shaking the soul!

Haggs spurted a mouthful of fresh blood, his aura withered, his eyes full of terror and disbelief.

At that moment, it seemed he was noticed by that great and supreme being...

Lear squinted his eyes slightly.

Boldly stepped forward, pressing his right hand on the statue.

A light blue glow emanated from the Swamp Divine Format within him, releasing endless pressure.

Directly enveloping the statue.

But at this moment, Lear suddenly felt that a vague, benevolent face appeared in his mind.

Like the friendly feeling an elderly lady in her sixties or seventies who has done good all her life gives.

"Swamp God... have you awakened?"

"No, that's not right... you are, the successor of the Swamp God?"

"The Horn of Plenty has been lost for countless years, I didn't expect you to find it."

"This treasure is something I used long ago, although its level is not high, it holds significant meaning to me... the divine artifact I use now is called the Crown of Fertility, because of this treasure."

"Let me help you lift its seal... young successor, I hope you can bear the power of the Swamp God, and let the swamp rise again."

"May the earth bless you."

As her words fell, the benevolent face quietly disappeared, and the power left on the statue was completely dissipated.

Meanwhile, the statue of the Earth Mother Goddess directly shattered.

Then, countless rays of light flowed out from within the statue.

Converging in mid-air into a snow-white, jade-like horn, as long as an arm and curved.

The Horn of Fertility.

Lear held the treasure in his hand, and his gaze became rather subtle.

He never expected the Earth Mother Goddess would suddenly appear before him.

Even more unexpected that she would grant him the Horn of Plenty...

This Mother Goddess is respected by all for a reason.

Her character is like the earth itself, able to accommodate everything in the world.

On the earth, all things and the source of life originate from the Earth Mother Goddess... it seems she needs nothing to adorn herself.

As long as the Main Plane does not crumble, life endures, whether good or bad, the Earth Mother Goddess will eternally exist.

This is the confidence of this Mother Goddess, who has stood tall through numerous wars of the gods.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at the Horn of Plenty in his hand, unsealed by the Earth Mother Goddess.

A treasure used by this great divine spirit... how strong can it be?

With eyes full of anticipation, he looked at the attribute panel in his mind.

Horn of Fertility

[Level]: Special

[Traits]: 1. Abundance, protects an area from drought and flood, shortens the growth cycle of crops by 30%, increases yield by 30%.

2. Livestock thriving, can bind 5 types of livestock and poultry, shortening their growth cycle by 50%, increasing their weight limit by 30%.

3. No disease nor disaster, life in the protected area is free from disease invasion, and reproduction is no longer difficult.

[Evaluation]: A treasure once used by the Earth Mother Goddess, with endless marvels.

Reading the attributes of the Horn of Plenty, Lear instantly felt his mouth dry, his breathing quickened.

This treasure... is godly!!

This damned thing could be no less than a divine artifact, right?!

No, this is even stronger than a divine artifact!!

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