Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System-Chapter 503 - 222: Subordinate God?! Establishing a Divine Pantheon!

He sternly instructed the Spider Priest to continue the rituals without stopping.

If anything was needed, they could ask him for it.

The other party seriously agreed, as this was something they needed to do; not reminding them would make them slack.

Having arranged this, he immediately summoned the staff from the City Hall to start assigning the Night Shadow Clan to the work of opening up the Broken Star Plane.

These 8000 Spider Boggarts were all living labor forces; not utilizing them would be a terrible waste.

The spider army, aware of the value of food, had no objections. They simply laid out their webs, built their nests, and began cultivating fields and sowing wheat as instructed.

In this way, the Night Shadow Clan was completely incorporated into Lear’s dominion.

Unfortunately, they still needed to provide the Power of Faith to sustain the fragmented soul of the Spider God; otherwise, he could have enslaved them effortlessly without so much extra effort.

But it wouldn’t take long. Once the Spider God resurrected and the Broken Star Plane transformed into a Divine Kingdom, these lives could be fully utilized by him.

Even though his territory didn’t lack armies, who would ever complain about having too little strength?

After a whole night of work, on the morning of the 18th, under Lear’s supervision, the Spider Priest organized the first ritual.

The offering was a lamb.

Though the offering was simple, it was indeed the most favored food of the Spider Boggarts.

The ritual was not merely about offering a sacrifice. More importantly, it was a chance to convey unwavering Power of Faith to the Divine Spirit one worshipped.

How could a god need ordinary things like flesh and blood? The Power of Faith was the core.

Lear observed the ritual; the process was not complicated. After a round of hymns by the priest, the sacrificial lamb was offered, and all Spider Boggarts began to kneel and pray.

Their voices were uniform and powerful.

They repeatedly chanted prayers, hymns, and praises.

Their gaze was solemn, their attitude devout.

The atmosphere was exceptionally solemn and inspiring.

Being amidst it, one couldn’t help but be influenced.

The ritual process lasted for a full hour.

As the ritual reached its conclusion and was about to end, Lear suddenly sensed a faint and unique power flowing out of the void, converging on the phantom of the Spider God in the sky.

Instantly, the aura emanating from the phantom became slightly stronger.

In that moment, Lear felt a connection, and stealthily projected a wisp of Spiritual Power, deep into its fragmented soul, quietly merging in with the support of Authority.

Once he finished, the ritual was declared over, and the Spider Priest rose to dismiss the assembly.

When Lear came to himself, his expression was quite delighted.

The current fragmented soul of the Spider God lacked consciousness and was completely undefended, allowing him to manipulate it at will.

That wisp of Spiritual Power had completely integrated into its soul.

Thus, no matter how the Spider God’s character might develop upon its eventual reconstruction, it would remain under his firm control.

Such a relationship far exceeded normal subordination; its life was entirely at his disposal.

With a single thought, he could kill it or seal its powers.

He felt at ease, as this prevented the issue of a subordinate god becoming too powerful and overwhelming the Main God.

He could cultivate it with confidence and ease.

Moreover, the Broken Star Plane was fully isolated from the outside, allowing him to operate freely without worry of any repercussions.

He felt extremely content.

Counting this, it was his second Subordinate God.

The first Subordinate God was still in Lorand City...

Yet, despite not having ascended himself, he had already begun building his own Divine Pantheon... Fascinating.

Lear chuckled.