So solid!

Lear's expression changed again.

Is force not enough?

Still unwilling, he gestured to the Swamp Boggart beside him to give it a try.

The Boggart didn't hesitate, but sang for a long time and yet... got nothing.

The coffin remained a coffin, without a hint of movement.

As if their singing didn't have the soul-stirring allure as it did with the Boarmen.

Seeing this, Lear had to temporarily abandon his efforts.

"Take it back to the territory for a detailed study."

He ordered the Cavemen and Haggs to excavate the Magic Beast's corpse while he continued observing, hoping to notice something.

Half an hour later, the Cavemen caused another commotion, finally digging out a massive dried Lizard corpse from underground.

Being dried in the swamp underground rather than rotting was indeed fascinating.

With no substantial finds, Lear could only temporarily give up and approached the corpse.

Just getting close, he could feel its surging energy.

No idea how many years it had been dead, yet still so abundant.

It's no wonder Haggs could sense it; it was just a giant lizard.

Even though dried, you could still vaguely see its former terror, with just the body length reaching 6 meters.

That's in a shrunken state.

Haggs was now overly excited.

"Sovereign..."

This was another opportunity for him to advance.

And the last time was over a month ago!

Both times, it was the Sovereign who granted him power.

His eyes were filled with fanaticism.

He would give everything to serve the Sovereign!!

Lear smiled with satisfaction.

"Carry the corpse and the Bronze Coffin back."

He glanced at the sky, which was already darkening.

No longer allowing the Cavemen to go to the iron mine, he had them follow the army back to the territory.

About thirty Cavemen lifted the Bronze Coffin, while seven or eight carried the dried Lizard corpse.

Immediately, they began their return journey.

As the skies darkened, everyone accelerated their pace.

This area had not been explored before; on the way back, they encountered two monster gathering spots.

Lear was uninterested in any chaos, casually waving, and the Mire Wasps behind him surged forward like a tide.

Instantly drowning the enemy.

The battle lasted no more than three minutes, then the Wetland Lizard-man picked up the corpses and left.

After two waves, they gained over a hundred corpses as spoils of war.

In their hurried journey, they returned to the territory when night had fully descended.

The residents of the territory had already finished their dinner.

Seeing the commotion outside, Bain quickly led people out to greet them.

"Good evening, my lord..."

He said and looked with surprise at the Cavemen carrying the Bronze Coffin.

Is this new labor force?

What is this Bronze Coffin?

Lear waved his hand.

"Have your people take the Cavemen to dinner first."

"I discovered an iron mine outside today, where over 300 Cavemen reside; I have conquered them, and henceforth the Cavemen will become our miners."

"Tomorrow, lead them to the iron mine for excavation; rest tonight first."

Saying this, his gaze indicated the Bronze Coffin behind him.

"Do you know which era the patterns on it belong to?"

"My lord... this, I don't understand ancient civilizations."

Bain smiled wryly; as a Mud Swamp Person, becoming a Hero had already taken all his life's effort, even if he wanted to learn about these things, there was nowhere to study.

"This coffin was excavated by the Cavemen from underground, take it to the Treants in the swamp to guard it; there might still be life inside."

Bain's heart skipped a beat.

What kind of existence could survive in such a buried coffin unknown for how long?

His tone grew solemn.

"Yes, my lord."

Lear said no more, turning his gaze to the little ones beside him.

"BoBo, place the corpses you brought in the Treants area; I'll make arrangements later."

After the little ones left, Lear signaled the Wetland Lizardman Warriors.

"You take all the corpses to the eastern area, where the small lizards are confined."

The Magic Beast's corpse had been found, and next was for Haggs to advance while transforming into Cold-blooded Cavalry, activating dual talents simultaneously.

This way, there would be another powerful force in hand.

Before the Authority appears, the stronger his forces, the more confident he would be.

A series of orders were issued, and everyone began bustling around.

Lear led the Wetland Lizard-men together, carrying carcasses, to the area for feeding the small lizards.

The little lizards, previously half a meter long, were now more than a meter long, with height reaching sixty to seventy centimeters.

The front legs fully mutated, no longer bearing the brunt of walking; long talons grew out, becoming fierce weapons.

The body's burden was entirely taken over by the hind legs.

Both hind legs were particularly sturdy, steadily stepping on the ground.

The previously fed corpses were finished, the amber eyes now searching longingly.

Seeing Haggs approach, they excitedly drew closer.

Sticking out a spiny tongue, they licked him.

Haggs contentedly petted its head, extended his right hand, claws slicing open his palm, blood frantically dripping...

The small lizard opened its mouth and received it all, drinking eagerly.

Only when its aura started to become tyrannical did Haggs stop.

Seeing this, Lear waved for the Wetland Lizard-men beside him to toss the monster corpses over.

A hundred corpses quickly piled into a small mountain.

The lizard cheerfully cried out, charging up to feast.

As if starved for over ten days, its ravenous feeding stance was jaw-dropping.

Then came a surprising scene.

As it fed, its body began to grow visibly, becoming sturdier.

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