Eternal Night Knight

Here is Felen.
In this world, myriad intelligent races nurture the tree of life, with humans merely on the ascent.
Elves, Dwarves, Gnomes, Demi-Humans, Sea Elves, Merfolk—all inhabit their secluded island cities, while the wilderness teems with settlements of Goblins, Hobgoblins, Orcs, Jackalweres, Gnolls, and diverse Monster Tribes.
Each intelligent race meticulously tends to their affairs for survival and the perpetuation of their kind.
From the Fairy Wilderness to the Shadow Plane, the Ether Plane, and the Starry Realm—countless planes entwine with the Material Plane, blending seamlessly.
In their God Kingdoms, the Gods scheme and vie for worship, manipulating all beings as pawns in their cosmic game.
Within the depths of the Hell Abyss, devils and demons whisper, lusting after mortal souls.
An ancient evil lies dormant, awaiting the world's descent into another cycle of chaos.
The echoes of the Giant Empire still resonate across this ancient land.
The colossal shadows of Giant Dragons still darken the skies of this realm.
Gaven, the Legendary Warrior reborn, assumes the mantle of Fate Reshaper, threading through the fissures of destiny. With his prophetic foresight, he charts a careful and strategic path, shaping a future of his own making and averting impending tragedy.
Gaven embarks on an unorthodox journey of magic farming—Gnolls mine for him, Fairies tend his fields, and Giants lead his charges. For indeed, Magic Farming is the true road to supremacy.
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In this Lord's tale of Magic Farming, the narrative may unfold slowly, so please extend a measure of patience and support.
Preparation is extensive, with a swift writing pace, ample drafts in reserve, and an unwavering commitment to integrity.

Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God

"Tell me more about this Tremor Bomb, how did it come into existence? What's its power like?" As soon as he heard about the bomb, Gaven perked up.


"Well..." Zack blinked and spread his hands, "I've only heard the elders in our tribe mention that those large Gnoll Tribes use Quake Bombs made by Alchemists to assist with mining. They can cause large-scale destruction to rock formations, but I'm not clear on the specific power; I've never seen it myself."


"Do you know which tribe has an Alchemist capable of making Tremor Bombs?"


"I'm not sure, I haven't heard of any nearby tribes that have such an Alchemist," Zack shook his head.


"I know... I know..." Gos jumped up excitedly, "I've heard from the previous Leader that our Maternal Tribe has such an Alchemist."


"Your Maternal Tribe?" This time it was Gaven who was a bit puzzled; this was a rather new term to him.


Chapter 65: Bitterleaf Oil (Please Follow)_1