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

"General, I just saw that the line you drew was not straight, but a broken curve. Is it a mistake, or is this to be executed exactly as such?" The questioner was General Carl, the commander of the Limb Severing Vanguard, who was promoted from within when the Vanguard was formed.


This man hailed from West Gate City, a volunteer who defected to ally with the Conqueror Army. His condition upon joining the Conquerors was not just abject, it was deplorable. He did not arrive of his own volition but was smuggled in a barrel containing manure.


His appearance had shocked many, revealing what a human swine looked like in the legends: limbs amputated, eyes gouged out, voice ruined, leaving only one ear with which to hear. Ironically, he was a Quasi-Legendary Warrior, just a step away from becoming a Legendary figure.


Chapter 602: Deploying Troops and Generals_3