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

Ruoshui, if you feel that staining your hands would be beneath you, you may leave the task to me. All you need to do is watch, no need for a direct answer. Just blink three times in succession..."


"What spell is that?" Yalusai's cry of alarm interrupted Simmon's persuasion.


Simmon hurriedly looked down, only to see that the spot where the Lizard Queen had stood was now shrouded in a cloud of black fog. Not only had the Lizard Queen vanished, but the Lizardfolk and Mad Frogmen around her were also gone, along with that strange Treant.


Above that patch of black fog, Simmon could distinctly feel the power of the undead—an ability on the level of the Laws of Undeath.


The Lizard Queen and her company were likely not within the black fog but had been dragged into a temporary Dimensional Space. Simmon had missed the perfect window of opportunity; now, even if he wanted to take action, he couldn't find the enemy.


Chapter 608: Show Weakness to the Enemy_3