Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System-Chapter 422 - 193: The Battle Begins, Fishing War

The onslaught began with even more ferocity.

They wanted to trade blows with the Deserted Tomb Guard using their overwhelming numbers.

Standing on the city wall, Lear noticed this, and his expression became extremely peculiar.

He had thought about this scene long ago—enemies exchanging their lives with the Deserted Tomb Guard in battle... and now it was actually happening.

If the opposition knew that the Deserted Tomb Guard could revive, who knows what expression they would have?

While pondering, he decided to hold back the resurrected Deserted Tomb Guards at the rear for now, delaying their support.

Meanwhile, seeing the numbers of the Deserted Tomb Guard gradually decrease, the gargoyles grew excited and began a more frenzied onslaught.

They swore to slay all these phantoms!

And the Deserted Tomb Guard used this opportunity to aim for greater carnage.

A large number of gargoyles fell into the swamp with a crash.

However, it must be said that the gargoyles’ natural high resistance to magic still hindered the Deserted Tomb Guard, making their sharp scythes much slower.

They could only completely destroy the opponents by slashing their bodies in addition to their souls.

They could no longer use their scythes to swiftly harvest the souls.

This slowed the Deserted Tomb Guard’s slaughtering progress and allowed the gargoyles to develop more effective encirclements after figuring out their attack style.

During the intense battle, Lear skillfully dragged the gargoyles into the Land of Crimson Rot within Weilu City.

Allowing their bodies to corrode, collecting the soul energy.

Some gargoyles, directly slain, would have their souls dissipate into the air.

But having deeply controlled the authority these days, his mastery over the swamp was now incomparable.

He directly mobilized the swamp’s power to gather up the dispersed soul energy and placed it into the Land of Crimson Rot.

The battle in the sky constantly supplied him with the soul’s power.

The soul energy, just devoured by the Tomb, began to increase at a faster rate.

Moreover, the soul energy contained within the gargoyles was far more abundant than that of the Skeleton Warriors.

After amassing to a certain extent, Lear turned his attention to the Crimson Queen Bee.

This queen bee had already reached level 12 full level, with a potential of only 3 stars, stuck at this level for several months.

Although its talent allowed it to gain an extra level, it was gradually falling behind the current pace of Weilu City.

The self-destructive trait of the Crimson Wasp was significantly lethal.

It paved a completely different path from the Deserted Tomb Guard.

If the Crimson Queen Bee could be promoted, the bee swarm combat module capable of forming bombing clusters would again become fierce.

With a slight mental motion.

The soul energy harvested began to pour into the body of the Crimson Queen Bee at the rear.

The queen bee sensed this and immediately conveyed an emotion of gratitude to Lear, then lay on the Land of Flesh and Blood, devouring as much of that power as possible.

Soul energy and flesh energy were distinctly different.

Flesh energy could no longer enhance the Crimson Queen Bee, but soul energy began to push the already maximized power of the Crimson Queen Bee to a breakthrough.

It could clearly sense the loosening of the bottleneck that confined it.

The power within its bloodline began to exhibit new changes...

Lear also felt this subtle shift, becoming pleasantly surprised in his heart.

Could it really work?

The souls of the undead, damn, they’re amazing!

He immediately increased the input force.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield, gargoyles, attacking at all costs, finally slew the last Deserted Tomb Guard.

For this, they paid the price of more than forty thousand troops dead.

And this, even when the Deserted Tomb Guards didn’t care about being injured and attacked head-on, exploiting their type advantages.

After eliminating these enemies and preparing to launch a slaughter on Weilu City, the gargoyles were horrified to find... yet an overwhelming number of Deserted Tomb Guards rising from within the city.

Shock and incredulity surged through their hearts.

How could there be so many more?

Why are there so many high-tier phantoms appearing so massively in the swamp?

The gargoyle commander in the rear felt his brain about to explode at this moment.

Looking at the Deserted Tomb Guards charging at them and their own forces, now down by a quarter.

Gritting teeth.

It refused to believe that this swamp force could have an endless supply of phantoms!

Abruptly, it pulled out a crimson magic scroll and tore it open.

The terrifying blood-colored energy quickly spread like red ink in clear water, covering the gargoyles at the front.

Instantly, these undead troops experienced a massive surge in power.

The two sides clashed once more.

Under the boost from the high-tier magic scroll, in the second round of fierce fighting, the gargoyles lost just over twenty thousand but managed to kill two thousand Deserted Tomb Guards.

But before they could even begin to celebrate, the gargoyle commander saw a third wave, holding scythes, semi-transparent soul bodies soaring out from the city ahead...

Its entire being froze in place.

Only feeling its soul thumping.

More, there’s more?!!

At this moment, it finally realized something was wrong.

Immediately relaying the current intelligence back.

It quickly received instructions... to join up with the ground forces, and stop acting recklessly.

Receiving the order, the gargoyle commander breathed a huge sigh of relief, immediately ordering the troops to retreat.

It had a feeling that those phantoms really were inexhaustible...

Thinking of the more than sixty thousand troops it lost, it just felt its soul about to shatter.

Damned bastards, too cunning!!

After regrouping with the Skeleton Army at the rear, it regained a bit of confidence.

But the pursuing Deserted Tomb Guards showed no hesitation and continued their onslaught.