Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System-Chapter 500 - 221: Seven 5-Star Heroes! Divine Remnant Soul

Chapter 500: Chapter 221: Seven 5-Star Heroes! Divine Remnant Soul

Just a glance, under the siege of seven Great Demons, this Level 15 Minotaur commander was forcibly executed!

So quick that the surrounding guards couldn’t react in time.

By the time they regained their senses, the Great Demons had already vanished.

The next victim, it was the Minotaur Totem Warrior’s turn.

These beings holding cylindrical totems suddenly saw terrifying creatures with dark red wings, eyes full of ferocity.

The opponent was too fast for them to react, and they had already seen the claws tearing through the void.

Splch~

Throat, chest, heart, head... one fatal spot after another was instantly torn apart.

After a successful strike, the Great Demon never lingered in battle, disappearing instantly to appear before the next target.

Having risen to Level 16, the Great Demons’ fighting style became even more eerie and terrifying.

Their spatial abilities were used with perfect mastery.

Minotaur Totem Warriors were tormented between heaven and hell.

Originally they completely dominated against the Spider Boggart, but now they’re like weak lambs, utterly unable to effectively counter the Great Demon.

Instead, they were slaughtered crazily under the Great Demon’s terrifying spatial abilities.

What kind of fierceness and terror is a Level 16, 5 Stars Hero?

Using them against these Level 14 troops is simply a one-sided massacre.

Lear’s mood improved upon seeing this scene.

No effort was wasted raising them.

But the battlefield was too large, and in a short time, seven Great Demons also found it hard to affect the entire situation.

Taking a deep breath, he removed his cloak from his back and tossed it forward directly.

Instantly.

A black mist surged from the cloak, rapidly spreading, enveloping the battlefield under the surprised gazes of both sides of the fight.

Soon, the Minotaurs immediately found their vision greatly reduced, only able to see twenty or thirty meters ahead.

Completely isolated.

At the same time, the strength within them began to fade, becoming weak.

Instantly, military morale broke apart.

Those Minotaur Heavy Crossbowmen panicked at that moment too.

How to shoot without a target?!

They could only fire blindly based on previous memory, but this directly brought suppressive power down to freezing point.

On the other side, the Spider Boggarts only felt the sky darkened slightly, with not much impact on their vision.

Seeing the Minotaurs turn into headless chickens, they immediately realized someone had lent a helping hand and roared forward to attack.

Pouring all their pent-up anger towards the Minotaur army.

As they drew near, corrosive venom spewed from their mouths.

Facing an unseen enemy, the Minotaurs barely had time to react and were struck directly.

Piercing cries howled one after another.

The Minotaurs at the back, unable to see the front, hearing the wailing, grew even more chaotic.

This shook the already unstable military morale, leading it to collapse further.

Panicked, many Minotaurs fled directly towards the rear.

Meanwhile, the Minotaur Heavy Crossbowmen completely lost track of where the enemy was and even started shooting randomly, killing many comrades by mistake.

Not long after, the Spider Boggarts’ momentum surged, pressuring the full force ahead.

The Minotaurs felt enemies everywhere, having trouble even locating an opponent to retaliate against.

Under terrifying oppression, they finally couldn’t withstand it and completely broke down.

Fleeing all around.

Due to the chaos, many Minotaurs even rushed directly into the Spider Boggart formation, realizing only upon approach with pale faces that something was wrong.

Under Lear’s strong intervention, the situation gradually clarified.

An hour passed, and the shouts of battle on this battlefield completely ceased, Lear also instructed the Shadow of the Mist to retract its mist. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Turning to look, the ground before him lay scattered with Minotaur corpses.

Throughout the battle, the Spider Boggarts’ casualties numbered less than a hundred, a stark contrast to the previous slaughter scene.

Lear looked at the Shadow of the Mist with appreciation.

"Devour all these corpses... This is your reward."

The Shadow of the Mist immediately cheered, surging downward again, voraciously consuming the blood and flesh bodies below.

At that moment, the Spider Boggarts finally discovered Lear’s whereabouts, each one elated and unable to hold back.

Originally a war without a visible victory, now they had won!

All because this human lord in mid-air casually lent a hand.

This skill left hearts trembling.

Lear saw this and drove the Swamp Giant-Horned Deer King to soar in from the sky.

Below among the dense forest, the Spider Boggarts immediately joyously transmitted intel inward.

When Lear arrived at the Night Shadow Clan’s station, the Spider Priest was already waiting with a large group of Spider Boggarts.

When the Swamp Giant-Horned Deer King landed, Lear dismounted.

The Spider Priest immediately greeted with excitement and reverence.

"Welcome, your arrival, my lord!"

"Your intervention saved the Night Shadow Clan!"

"Thank you for your assistance..."

If not for Lear, the Night Shadow Clan would’ve truly been in peril today.

Fear lingered within.

Extinction loomed ahead, no one could bear such a dreadful consequence.

At the same time, the Spider Priest felt deep relief over having established a good relationship with Lear earlier.

Lear nodded.

"Recently, things have been restless, those Minotaurs were likely well-prepared."

The Spider Priest’s face showed some bitterness.

"This is already their seventh attack on us... I really don’t understand why those damned underground creatures insist on leaving their lair and coming to the earth’s surface?!"

This is how most Wilderness creatures feel.

Suddenly, a group of such ferocious beings emerged to compete for survival space, filling hearts with resentment and confusion.

Lear gazed straight at him.

"Because the Underworld is about to collapse, a great destruction is imminent... Those underground beings sensed danger and thus surged to the earth’s surface recently."

"This is just the beginning."

"Even without the Minotaurs, other beings will still covet Night Shadow Clan’s territory."

The Spider Priest’s heart tightened, exclaiming.

"The Underworld is going to collapse?!!"

This information was truly explosive!

"Indeed, consider your future course, Night Shadow Clan must make preparations early."

Lear gave him a meaningful look but did not dwell further on this topic, returning to the main goal of the trip.

"Has the Spider God’s soul reunified? Where?"

Mention of this brought the Spider Priest back to his senses, excitedly saying.

"Our master has reappeared, right inside... Please sir."

Lear nodded, stepping towards the three towering giant trees.

When nearing the tree roots, Lear felt like his body passed through a thin membrane.

Then the view suddenly changed, appearing in a gigantic space fifty meters tall, a hundred meters wide.

At that moment, a massive gray-brown spider statue hung suspended from the ceiling.

In the center of the ground, a shrine guarded by twelve spider statues burned with eerie blue flames.

Above the flame, a spectral, smoke-like spider figure floated in the air.

Imbuing a sense of solemn divinity.

Even a wisp of indistinct power could stir deep awe within souls.

Lear’s eyes burned fervently.

The Divine Remnant Soul!