Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

Chapter 796 - 336: An Exaggerated Unexpected Surprise (Part 3)

But in the next moment, a few things seemed off.

"The fall of the God of Undead, such a big news, Your Highness, didn’t you perceive it?"

"The threads of destiny are already in chaos, it’s hard to see the movements of other Divine Spirits... Plus, a being like the God of Undead was always averse to others prying."

"Moreover, since they made a move, they must have thought of a way to conceal it..."

Lear then understood.

The Goddess of Misfortune glanced at him gratefully after speaking.

"Thankfully, you reminded me early on, otherwise even if I ascended to Main God, I would have still gone..."

That Treasure was too important to her, so when the Master of Dark Crows brought a piece of the fragment to her, she agreed without much hesitation.

The God of Undead was one of the 12 Main Gods.

Though she was immensely proud, she had to admit that the power of the God of Undead was definitely not inferior to hers.

If even such an immortal existence fell, if she were caught in the plot, her fate would probably not be any better.

"Knowing now is not too late... Your Highness, first control these Temples."

This is currently the biggest trump card, and cannot afford to have any trouble.

Now that the relationship between both sides had grown closer, the stronger the other side, the larger the Space he could maneuver in.

Managing a domain is not just about fighting.

The Goddess of Misfortune nodded, not hesitating, and immediately followed Lear into the village.

Using the same method, they directly transformed this Temple into the Temple of Misfortune.

The second, the third... until the fourth.

Looking at the unimposing Temple in front of her, her breathing became a bit rapid.

As long as she controlled this last Temple, she would be able to take that step and ascend to Main God.

The successive control of several Temples had elevated her power to its peak, and the bottleneck had completely loosened.

She felt that even if she couldn’t control this Temple, it would only take a few hundred to a thousand years for her to break through.

This was too wonderful.

But who would want to wait for such a long time when the breakthrough is so close?

Lear stood in front of the Temple, infusing the Power of Faith.

The Goddess of Misfortune also simultaneously infused her Power of Misfortune.

The two forces entered the Temple simultaneously.

Finally, Lear withdrew his intention, allowing the Goddess of Misfortune to completely control this Temple.

The next moment.

The Temple was transformed into pure black, with only the statue in the middle being blood red.

The black and red complemented each other, appearing extremely striking.

Meanwhile, the Temple exuded a Power of Origin, infusing into the Goddess of Misfortune’s body.

The Goddess of Misfortune’s body trembled, her phantom suddenly exploding with a terrifying energy akin to a shattered sun.

Crack~

The surrounding Space cracked open directly, with countless fissures like mirrors shattering upon the ground.

In the next moment, the Goddess of Misfortune turned into a Flower of Misfortune, quietly floating in the void.

simultaneously isolating everything.

Yet, the power radiating from the Temple did not disappear, surrounding the Flower of Misfortune, trying to continue pouring into her body.

But the Flower of Misfortune resisted this force, preventing any disturbance to herself.

The energy, unable to find a vent, gathered more and more, suddenly as if sensing something, directly aimed at Lear, all surging in, infusing into his mind and soul.

Lear, in a trance, saw a unique scene in his mind.

In the mist and chaos, two flowers intertwined in bloom, one pure white, the other black and red intertwined.

The surrounding chaos became docile and quiet because of these two flowers.

It is unknown how much time passed, like an instant, or a hundred years.

An invisible hand swung in, directly picking the two flowers, leaving only the plants rooted in chaos with crisp leaves.

Lear watched this scene with some dumbfoundedness, suddenly feeling his intention had ventured directly into it.

The endless Power of Chaos around surged forward.

Lear felt a strong threat and suffocation.

Cannot stay long!

As the thought arose, he suddenly saw what seemed like a giant eye condensing within the Chaotic Void.

He felt a chill on his heart, planning to leave.

But at this moment, from the corner of his eye, he saw the plants left behind after the two flowers were picked.

Instinctively reaching out, then... pulling it out with a yank.

The next moment, the surrounding chaos suddenly erupted in turmoil.

The giant eye condensed into form, a terrifying death ripple shot out from it, obliterating chaos wherever it passed.

Lear’s mind shuddered, instantly withdrawing from that peculiar scene.

Unsettled in mind, the surrounding scene returned to normal.

The heart feeling like it was beating very fast.

Just like it was real

At this moment, he suddenly felt something in his hand.

Instinctively looking down.

A plant emanating a dim glow lay in his hand, with two broken branches seeping crystal-clear sap...

His expression turned extremely astonished.

That scene just now... was real?!