Over the next month or so, Lear led a thorough sweep of Misty Island, in the process of discovering that Misty Island was much larger than they had originally thought, and that it was a huge island that nearly reached hundreds of square kilometers.

In addition to the abundance of infernal creatures living in the north where they landed, the dense jungles further south were inhabited by goblins, cavemen, and indigenous animal trainers who tamed a large boar to fight for them, and occasionally used them instead of cattle to farm, and when Lear discovered them, these wildlings had already developed a rudimentary farming civilization.

There is an ancient legend among the intelligent creatures on the island that the north side of the island is the land of demons, and any creature that accidentally steps on it will be swallowed up by hell, so when Lear appeared from the north with a group of orcs, those goblins and natives were shocked by them, and it didn't take much effort, when Lear casually showed the power of magic in front of them, these weak creatures did not hesitate to swear allegiance to him.

The only trouble is that there are some infernal creatures on the island, a demon lord with a horde of monsters and Gog and Lear have started a guerrilla fight, they have attacked the cavemen who built the port, but Ivo and the others who arrived later taught them a hard lesson.

In line with the idea that pigs need to be fattened to be slaughtered, Lear did not exterminate these creatures, and he ordered the release of these experience babies, because in addition to the die-hard fans of the cave people who first took refuge in him, these creatures that were later incorporated were a bit lacking in loyalty and emotional belonging, and they needed to be beaten from time to time to understand how weak they were and how much they needed the protection of the lord.

To the east of the island is a series of cliffs, which Lear chose to make a stone factory, but the trouble is that several cliffs have nests of large sea eagles, which nested earlier than any other bird, and they have dragon-like wings and sharp teeth, but fortunately they are not very numerous, and Lear roasted them all to add dinner to his men - he is not an animal trainer and has no way to communicate with these croaking creatures.

As for the large ship graveyard to the west, for some unknown reason, all the ships stranded within a radius of ten nautical miles of Misty Island will be carried to that area by whirlpools and undercurrents, and the natives of the island say that the sea breeze in that area will waft the ghostly cry every night, but Lear is not going to explore it for the time being.

The first task was to build a town, but there was a serious disagreement as to what kind of town to build.

Mrak and Guina wanted to build a Terran castle, Valenk wanted to build a fortress in Tartaglia, Hag and the orcs agreed that the stronghold was the most magnificent building in the world, and the most unexpected was Adra, whose idea turned out to be to build a tower (Lear later learned that the Bitter Heights were more about the Warlock's heritage), Ivo of course wanted to build a rampart, but Landrig and Sylvia supported Mrak's opinion, arguing that the castle in the mist was more suitable for the dockyard.

Even Lori Luna happily raises her hands to indicate that she wants an elemental pool, and Lear finally pats her on the head to decide on the final tune - the Great Collection.

He announced the decision after a brief moment of silence, and then there was an unprecedented unanimity of opinion—unanimous opposition.

There are many races living on the continent of Antaglisi, but each race has its own architectural style, the walls are inhabited by elves, the castles belong to humans, and the warlocks occupy the towers, the swamp people build fortresses, the barbarian warriors prefer noisy strongholds, the necromancers are hiding in the cemetery, the creatures in the underground tunnels are protected by the black dragon to build dungeons, and the palaces of the demons are all on the edge of the molten hell, it is rumored that there are elementals and phoenixes in the unexplored otherworldly space, and the port clan unites the fishmen and krakens to occupy the ocean。

Each race has its own biological chain, and is also protected and blessed by the gods they worship, and the creatures in the same biological chain will be blessed by the worship gods when forming an army, and the tacit understanding between them will not be affected, but if the creatures of different biological chains are mixed together, there will be many problems, the most obvious is the inconvenience of command and the decline in morale, such as Titans and Black Dragons, Gods and Fire Elves are mortal enemies.

If there is an undead in the army, it will be directly cursed by the god of war, causing the army to be immobile in battle, this is only the impact of mixing different town biochain troops, and the idea of building different town buildings in the same town like Lear is simply a fantasy, first of all, the problem of harmony between races cannot be solved.

Put the angels and demons together, let alone dominate them to fight, they will thank the gods for not killing each other when they meet.

But Lear only smiled faintly after listening to everyone's gossip, in his opinion, the problem that everyone was worried about was not a problem at all, and the reason why the biological chain was so obviously distinguished was because of different beliefs and different teachings between different gods, which led to many creatures who had never met in their lives inexplicably became mortal enemies.

In this case, it would be nice to give everyone a supreme and unsurpassable faith, so that everyone will be a family.

Moreover, he never intended to worship or serve any deity.

And it's still far from the point where they have to determine the type of town they are talking about, the key now is to establish a settlement first, develop wealth and power, the island can only use these goblin cave people and wild people, and the army can only be recruited from them in a short period of time, and you can't build a cloud city out of thin air.

But now that it's all discussed, what needs to be said is still to be said, and the terms of his deal with Yasha also include the power of faith.

It is impossible for him to believe in Asha's eternal life, and by his own ability, he can believe until death is the same bird, but this group of people can develop well.

There is strength in numbers.

If you start to have thousands of creatures contributing faith points every day, it will add up to a considerable amount, and when the time comes, you will develop a group of believers under the next island, and then develop a group of believers under the next island, if you can take down a country, Lear can't help but laugh out loud when she thinks of this.

The faith points he contributed to Yasha are all richly rewarded, and when the time comes, he can directly exchange them for an angel alliance and go sideways, but when he thinks of the amount of heavenly numbers, Lear feels a little sad.

"Well, Hagyivo, go and tell everyone to assemble in the square, I have something to say. ”

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, so let's start with the first step anyway, and after thinking about it, Lear gave instructions to the two of them, and then he himself patted his ass and walked towards the valley.

An hour later, everyone gathered in the square at Lear's request, including the orcs and sailors who had followed Lear to Misty Island, the first cavemen to take refuge, and the goblin cavemen and boars who later took refuge (let's call it that way, the wild men riding the boars were too troublesome to fight), and a few little monsters who later felt that the guerrillas had no future and took the initiative to find Lear and said they wanted to eat. (Wise, not as tall as an eight-year-old child)

Lear himself stood on a makeshift platform and peered majestically at the audience, dressed in a brand-new mage robe and a bright red cloak fluttering in the wind, taking on a solemn leadership posture for the first time since his debut.

There is no way, what he is going to do next is something very sacred.

A ball of fire slowly rose from his hand, then grew larger and larger as it ascended, until it floated to a limit and Lear felt like he couldn't infuse his magic anymore, and the flame burst into the air.

Even in the daytime, the intense magical fluctuations and visual shock still attracted everyone's attention.

"Everyone!"

Lear spoke the first words.

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