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

They became the cream filling of a sandwich cookie.


On one side was the Blackwell Tribe, whose main forces had yet to reveal themselves, hidden in obscurity.


On the other side was the enigmatic Goblin Army, led by the Hobgoblin.


For a moment, the atmosphere on the field was extremely heavy.


Only the goblins on the battlefield continued to turn and wail.


Undoubtedly, the Blood Claw Tribe had also come for the Blackwell Tribe.


If the Goblin Army from the Spirit Crystal Mine had arrived a few hours later, the Blood Claw Tribe's forces would have been the ones to spring the trap for them.


This turn of events, even Gaven hadn't anticipated.


Gaven had left a considerable number of sentinels in the direction of the Blood Claw Tribe, and Erde's half-squad conducted irregular patrols on occasion.


From the direction in which the Blood Claw Tribe's army appeared, it seemed they had taken a large detour to get there.


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