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Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System-Chapter 540 - 236: Return to the Territory, Dragon Egg Incubation 3
Like the Desolate Tomb, Crimson Wasp, it cannot stay away from the Land of Crimson Rot, needing to return every three days to devour its power to sustain its vitality.
This no doubt placed a tight constraint on the Dragon Egg.
Shaking his head, he severed the Dragon Egg’s devouring and looked toward the central area, to the crack he had anchored as the Gate of Space.
Inside, a thick death energy was emanating.
He took a deep breath and walked straight through the Gate of Space.
In no time, he reappeared in this dim world that exuded a chilling aura.
Undead Plane, City of Death.
This was originally the lair of the Dragon Lich, which Lear occupied and renamed the City of Death.
It certainly matched its role.
He floated in mid-air above the city, the intense power of death sensing an unusual aura, immediately began to madly corrode at it.
If he were an ordinary person, he might be corroded into an undead within a few hours.
Exhaling deeply, he looked down.
With some surprise, he found that the city walls were fully manned with troops.
Besides the stationed Treants, there was a large number of undead.
No longer were they the Skeleton Warriors from before, but more ferocious creatures... generally standing around two and a half meters tall, clad in black Bone Armor, wielding black Bone Sabers.
Their aura felt like well-trained warriors.
Not something ordinary skeletons could compare to.
Somewhat curious, he opened the Attribute Panel, revealing their detailed attributes.
Black Knight, Level: 12, Potential: 3 Stars, a powerful warrior among the undead...
Looks like the Flesh Butcher had quite the harvest during this time.
Lear’s gaze swept around, discovering that the number of these Black Knights exceeded five large companies.
Filling the city walls to the brim, it was quite remarkable.
How long has it been? Is this high-tier plane with divine spirits really that powerful?
Then, somewhat regretfully, these troops can’t be moved to the Main Plane, otherwise, the pressure on Weilu City wouldn’t be so great.
He had tested before, while he and the troops from Weilu City could easily pass through the Gate of Space, these undead could not.
The world’s will does not allow it.
If it did, perhaps the Main Plane would have already been flooded by the armies of the gods...
To bring these undead into the Main Plane, he would need to construct a cross-plane Magic Teleportation Array that could evade the rules.
But the cost of that would make even the divine spirits wince.
Just then, outside the City of Death, a cloud of dust rose into the air.
The ground trembled, and the thunderous sound of a thousand horses galloping approached. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
Lear snapped out of it, instinctively looking over.
In his sight, he saw the headless Flesh Butcher riding a four-meter-high Skeleton Warhorse galloping in.
The warhorse was engulfed in a pale, chilling death flame.
Behind him, a force of Death Knights exceeding three large companies tightly followed.
A thousand riders marching, their momentum was unmatched.
What the hell, there’s more?
Lear was a bit taken aback, the speed of building an army was too astonishing.
Luckily, the Death Plane isn’t connected to the Main Plane, otherwise, who could withstand the undead hordes?
However, with the appearance of the Divine Abomination, could this situation change?
Moreover, the Dimension Planes don’t just have the Undead Plane as the powerful one; there’s also the Nine Layers of Hell, the Bottomless Abyss...
It’s terrifying to think about.
Unlike the fierce frenzy of the Cold-blooded Cavalry, these Death Knights were like cold slaughter machines; even in full gallop, they remained calm and indifferent.
Nothing seemed to stir their emotions.
For most people, facing such an army would undoubtedly be a nightmare.
The army filed in through the gate and then stood like monoliths behind the city wall, forming ranks.
Silent, noiseless.
Most of the time, undead are like that, they need no food, no water, no entertainment, nothing that normal life requires.
It often makes one wonder if the meaning of their existence is to be killed again.
Lear landed on the ground, the Flesh Butcher sensed his aura and immediately came over.
"Sovereign..."
A unique, hollow voice echoed.
Every time he saw this headless life speaking, it gave Lear a strange feeling.
Glancing at the tall, mighty Death Knights holding sharp Bone Spears, these troops truly were impressive.
"The Death Knight settlement you mentioned last time, have you conquered it all?"
"Yes, those Death Knights have now become slaves of the City of Death, obeying your orders..."
Lear smiled, having no doubt about this divine life already at Level 18.
He had sent it to the Death Plane for precisely this outcome.
Since these troops can’t be taken out, he didn’t care much, not dwelling on it, he took out the Dragon Egg.
"This Dragon Egg has lost its vitality, but after absorbing death energy, it can transform into the Dragon of Death."
"Where around here is a place with a dense death aura?"
The Flesh Butcher looked at the petrified Dragon Egg and responded in a deep voice.
"Sovereign, in the Undead Plane, the birth of high-tier undead is mostly due to the infusion caused by gathering excessive death aura, resulting in promotion."
"So there’s no need to go elsewhere, the energy we can summon is sufficient..."
What the hell, there’s such a method too?
He glanced at the Death Knights in the distance and the Black Knights on the city walls.
Truly, the Undead Plane never ceases to surprise him.
"Have the army gather... Let’s hatch the Dragon Egg."
He spoke with growing anticipation.
Hatching a Dragon Egg, even now, when his power isn’t weak, was still something to look forward to.
After all, dragons are synonymous with the ultimate creatures in this world.
The Mechanical Flying Dragon, this Level 16 dragon, was merely a mongrel with part dragon blood.
Compared with pure-blooded giant dragons, there was still quite a gap, its level stuck at Level 16 and its potential remaining at 4 Stars without any sign of promotion was the best indication.
Who knows how a Dragon of Death born in the Undead Plane would perform?
Lear was brimming with excitement.







