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

Since the reformation of the Well-Bottom Brigade's operational system, although two-thirds of the Gnolls still needed to eat in the open-air canteen every day, the meal times were staggered, allowing only three to four hundred to dine at a time. The scene, although substantial, was incomparable to the near one thousand five hundred Blackwell Gnolls gathering together.


The setting sun still hung on the hillside, and Blackwell Plaza was filled with a cacophony of barking and howling, creating quite a lively atmosphere.


The news spread quickly, and the Gnolls on the plaza were all aware of the Dragon Seeking Event, their words and expressions barely concealing their excitement.


The worship of dragons was etched into their very bones.


Dragon Seeking Meditation was a legend known to every Gnoll.


To find their own True Dragon and unleash their Dragon Abilities was the dream of every Gnoll.


No one had thought the day would come when this dream would be so close at hand.


Chapter 70 Dragon-seeking Conference_1