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

Each Tower War Chariot had a Heavy Crossbow Vehicle mounted at both the front and the rear, with ballista turrets that could rotate 360 degrees, leaving no blind spots for attack. Their equipment truly lived up to the war chariot's name.


The crossbow arrows shot by these Heavy Crossbow Vehicles were as thick as an adult's arm and measured three and a half meters long—true behemoths. When they struck stone city walls, they didn't bounce off or crumble but easily pinned into the structures, penetrating a dozen centimeters deep. Even some trees as thick as a person's waist were pierced through directly when hit.


There was no hope for any living flesh caught in their path.


The heavily armored cavalry, once they had broken through magical shields, could skewer both rider and horse together in one go. For clustered infantry with excellent positioning, stringing them together like human skewers wasn't a difficult task.


Chapter 606: Battle for the Bridge of Human God