Chapter 899: Chapter 379: Several Days Later, the Evil God Arrives (2)
These are all potential sources of troops.
They had especially rapid growth over these past few months.
Lear pulled his thoughts back and returned the topic to the Holy Song Clan.
"Your Highness, what do you think of the Dark Night Elves?"
The Goddess of Misfortune looked at the uniquely styled city ahead, a hint of emotion in her eyes.
"Rose is still that same Rose... that filthy spider who only knows how to toy with intrigue. Even if she senses the slightest threat, she will never personally show herself."
"The Blood Lord you mentioned was most likely lured over by Rose’s schemes as well."
"The most foolish thing the Dark Night Elves ever did was pledging themselves to that spider."
"Your Highness, is Rose very powerful?"
"Powerful. Very powerful. I’ve crossed hands with her before; she possesses strength no weaker than an ordinary Main God... however, she simply refuses to fight head-on."
"The path that God of Intrigue walks is different from ours. Lord Lear, you need to be mentally prepared. Even if this city is preserved this time, it will still remain one of her targets in the future."
Lear nodded.
"It’s fine. We only need the Blood Lord’s Authority. Although I did promise to shelter this city to some extent, if things become impossible, I won’t force it."
This intervention could be considered repaying the favor of the Treasure the Dark Night Elf God had gifted him.
Their relationship had never been deep enough for him to risk his life for them. From beginning to end it was merely a simple cooperation: you bring out the Treasure, and I offer you some protection within my capabilities.
"Then that will do."
The Goddess of Misfortune nodded.
Rose had always been a nuisance, far too cunning. In a fight to the death she was confident she could carry out the Execution of that spider.
But the other party hadn’t even appeared in the last war of the Gods.
Right now, no one knew where her true body was hidden, whether she was even still in the Abyss was up for debate.
"After the Blood Lord launches his attack on the Dark Night Elf Main City, I’ll cut off his connection to the Abyss and weaken his strength... your subordinate with the Ancient God Bloodline will be able to finish him."
"As for stripping away his Authority, that will depend on you."
Lear nodded.
"That will be enough."
The biggest problem in this operation was how to prevent the Blood Lord from fleeing back to the Abyss... now that the Goddess of Misfortune was handling the most critical part, everything else barely counted as trouble.
After a brief discussion, the Goddess of Misfortune quietly departed. She had many matters on hand; if not for Lear, she wouldn’t bother showing up on the Main Plane every few days.
Lear didn’t linger either and returned to Weilu City.
Time flowed by bit by bit. On November 14th, Lear once again increased the manpower of the Sacerdotal Faith Department.
From the original 12,000, he raised it to 15,000, and he was still planning to continue expanding it to a scale of 20,000.
These staff members were all pure Fanatics, absolutely trustworthy.
However, such a large number of people being transferred into the Sacerdotal Faith Department affected other aspects of Weilu City.
Lear had anticipated this and directly drew tens of thousands of people from the Swamp Divine Kingdom to be filled into Weilu City.
In one move, he raised the number of residents in the territory to a massive 100,000.
This group consisted of believers Lear had, over this period, brought back by preaching through the Abyssal Dark Stone and tearing open the void.
They were all races that were easy to manage, hardworking, and steadfast in their faith.
In addition, within the Swamp Divine Kingdom he had left a full 100,000 people, currently in charge of the pig farms, fish ponds, wheat cultivation and harvesting, and so on.
All of this had been accumulated through large-scale preaching.
Population is productivity; it is the foundation for a territory’s existence.
At this moment, even putting aside the Ancient Humans of the Original Plane, just relying on these 200,000 people in his hands, Lear could still drive his territory into high-speed development.
And this didn’t even include the more than 300,000 people of the Crown Tribe; counted together, the numbers would be even more astonishing.
Weilu City now was completely incomparable to the days at the start when there were only a few scattered cats and dogs.
On November 15th, the intelligence refreshed again.
But this time nothing of value appeared; Lear glanced over it once and dismissed it.
The intel from the 10th had been too good. By past patterns, it would likely take a few rounds of low-level intel to "build up luck."
At noon that day, Lear selected 5,000 Fanatics and put them all into the Sacerdotal Faith Department, bringing its numbers up to a full 20,000.
For this he had no choice but to have the Vine Fairy construct, beneath the Swamp Church, a work area large enough to accommodate tens of thousands.
This area was not a living quarter, so there was no need to build it too large.
Below, it connected to the Underground City, so in case of danger they could be evacuated directly, and all three daily meals could also be handled below ground.
With manpower now at 20,000, the Sacerdotal Faith Department immediately began even more fanatical preaching.
Lear added many keywords related to the Lizard-man race. As long as someone mentioned these terms, the Sacerdotal Faith Department would be able to sense it.
This was a simplified version of—Praise My Name, and Receive Eternal Life.
The Divine Spirits possessed supreme power; as long as their holy titles and epithets were recited, they could sense it.
This was also the origin of prayer.
He delegated this ability to the Sacerdotal Faith Department and changed the wake words...
With the addition of this new strength, efficiency increased once again.
Any living being that mentioned those keywords would be picked up by the Sacerdotal Faith Department, and preaching would begin through the Abyssal Dark Stone...
During this period, groups upon groups of Wetland Lizard-men were discovered.
And their numbers quickly accumulated to over 50,000...
After confirming this information, on the morning of the 16th, Lear began repeatedly tearing open the void within his Divine Kingdom.
From every corner of the world, or from within various Dimension Planes, he summoned those Wetland Lizard-men back.
He consumed a considerable amount of power and worked until the evening of the 16th before finishing... but the spoils were extremely rich—fully 50,000 people!
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