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.
...
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

Shanoba waved her hand with a hint of impatience, "Enough, enough, no need to explain. Anyway, your work has failed miserably, you couldn't infiltrate at all, the knowledge you have of them is extremely limited. Do you have a better plan? If not, our cooperation ends here."


Shanoba was not as slow to react as the Dog Demons, nor was she stupid; she knew how to push forward by pulling back, and she did it slickly.


If she were stupid, she wouldn't have been able still to hop around alive after being pursued for many years by a coalition of War Mages.


"Wait," the middle-aged woman hurriedly said, "There definitely is a strategy. We can discuss it in detail."


Shanoba's Dragonborn identity was very special, especially useful against Gnolls.


And her transformation into a Wyvern was even more powerful.


Chapter 155 Enlightenment of the Twilight Guardian_1