Soon, all the Green Grass Grandmothers emerged from the reeds, their appearances strikingly similar among the nine.

The reeds growing from their heads drew quite a bit of attention.

After tearfully saluting Lear, they lovingly gazed at the Vine Fairy, full of affection for these little creatures flying around them.

The joy in their hearts was almost overflowing.

They finally found their place...

The great Father God has awoken, and the Swamp Race will surely regain its former glory.

Praise the Swamp!

After confirming that the Green Grass Grandmothers had nothing to carry, Lear didn't linger and set off directly back to the territory.

The return journey was much more relaxed than the way there.

The objective was already in hand; the next step was how to digest the rewards and make these unique beings contribute to Weilu City.

Lear did not return the same way but slightly deviated from the route, leading the army to search areas never explored before.

The results were evident; by the time they returned to the territory in the evening, they had harvested over two hundred wild creature corpses.

As Weilu City grows stronger, the range of activity is quickly expanding.

The number of wild creatures near the territory has significantly reduced, and it is foreseeable that soon, there will only be one voice throughout the Swamp.

By then, hunting as easily as today will not be easy anymore. If they leave the Swamp for the Wilderness, a round trip might take three to five days.

This is an issue to face as the territory expands.

The most comfortable approach is to farm and develop steadily. Once the breeding number of Three-tailed Pigs rises, such hard work will no longer be necessary.

Just as they returned to the territory, Bain, the Chief Civil Officer, ran up to meet them.

"Good evening, my lord..."

Lear nodded, saying in a deep voice.

"Has Haggs awoken?"

"My lord, still in slumber, it's expected to complete transformation by dawn..."

The tone was a mix of emotion and pleasure.

Once it awakens, Weilu City will have another powerful combat force.

Under the lord's leadership, the territory changes every day, leaving people in awe.

Lear nodded slightly, skipping over this topic.

He gestured towards the Green Grass Grandmothers beside him, giving a brief introduction, then said.

"Settle them in. Tomorrow, the Green Grass Grandmothers can check out the Venus Flytraps, Seven-Colored Moss, and Fish Tail Grass."

"From now on, these plants in the territory can be managed by them."

Both the Venus Flytraps and Seven-Colored Moss are 1 Star, while Fish Tail Grass is just a regular plant. If they can enhance the quality, it's a great boon for the territory.

He was full of expectations for these unique beings of the Swamp.

Upon hearing the introduction, Bain realized that these were the legendary Green Grass Grandmothers who managed the Magic Garden for the Swamp God.

The excitement and joy were apparent.

"Please, follow me..."

The Green Grass Grandmothers appeared in many Swamp legends, and almost all beings with a legacy in the Swamp knew of them.

They immediately and enthusiastically led the group away.

Seeing this, Lear let the army disperse to rest, while he brought the Bubble Beast, which held the corpses, to Haggs, still undergoing transformation.

Five squads of Wetland Lizardman Warriors were guarding around vigilantly, preventing any disturbance.

The Blood Essence placed beside it in the morning had been reduced to leftovers.

The aura of Haggs and the Fierce Wild Lizard was gradually stabilizing, no longer fluctuating as intensely.

It seemed the corpses were temporarily unnecessary, as their transformation entered the latter half, not just benefiting from more flesh and blood.

But to be safe, a hundred corpses were left behind, and the rest were fed to the Flesh Butcher by the Bubble Beast.

As more and more flesh and blood got consumed, the awakening time for that Divine Life drew nearer.

The night deepened, and the air gradually quieted down, no longer as noisy as during the day.

Heavy clouds covered the sky; the moonlight shed no light as darkness enveloped all around.

Lear did not go to rest but silently watched by Haggs' side.

He could feel the aura on the other side beginning to awaken, akin to a Dragon Egg about to hatch.

Time flew by; at midnight, late at night.

A ray of moonlight broke through the clouds, spilling over the Swamp.

Everything around was draped in a silver veil.

Ah!!!

A sudden horrifying scream jolted Weilu City awake.

The sleeping crowd abruptly opened their eyes, instinctively sat up, and looked around.

What was that sound?

Immediately, a second roar echoed.

"Enemy attack!!!"

Everyone's skin tingled, drowsiness vanished instantly as they jumped up and looked outside the territory.

The Wetland Lizardman Warriors were the first to react, baring fierce murderous intent, they rushed directly towards the sound.

Lear's heart skipped in that moment, as he stood up and strode forward.

The Two-headed Giant Chief, Aite, happened to be on the way.

"Master!"

Lear spoke sternly.

"Immediately organize the army for defense, and keep calm!"

Saying this, he looked towards Bain, who hurried over.

"Lead all the residents into the City Hall."

"Let the Vine Fairy integrate inside City Hall, sealing the Space to prevent enemy entry."

After a series of trials by blood and fire, Lear had transformed, decisively and calmly issuing commands.

Seeing the backbone so steady, the restlessness in the heroes' hearts instantly soothed. Bain immediately went down to organize personnel and evacuate the residents.

The Two-headed Giant Chief turned swiftly, rallying the incoming Wetland Lizardman Warriors.

During this short period, the sounds of battle and roaring in the front became increasingly fierce.

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