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

This is the truly terrifying aspect of the Path of War.


It can fully realize war-fueled cultivation of Transcendent Elite talents; now, what limits Zalanda's pace is, ironically, the infrequency of warfare.


Understand what was going on, Gaven nodded and said, "Then I won't stand on ceremony with you."


"Hold on, there's more," Zalanda waved his hand, and a piercing blast of horns sounded. A troop of heavy-armored cavalry thundered over.


At the lead, a man of great stature, mounted on a robust boar with fangs like razors. It was none other than the indomitable Nola.


These hundred heavy-armored cavalrymen galloped up to Gaven, pulled their horses to a synchronized halt showcasing their excellent horsemanship, dismounted with a great noise, then took a knee before him, declaring in unison, "Nort Guard Squad, at your service, Baron. Wherever you go, we shall follow unto death."


Chapter 499: Icing on the Cake_3