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Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God

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.

Eternal Night Knight · Fantasy
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296 Chs

Chapter 121 Crystal Cluster_1

Translator: 549690339

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The Legendary Beetle charging forward was like a heavy tank.

Up close, the Legendary Beetle appeared even more massive and uglier.

But now it faced only flying troops.

With strength it couldn't use, by the time it charged in, they had all taken to the skies.

Frustrated, it flapped about madly but was helpless.

Meanwhile, the remaining Cicada Wing Maggots had found their backbone and regrouped around their mother.

The Young Red Copper Dragon, having recovered its breath, looped around and then hovered lower.

"Don't attack rashly," Gaven shouted to stop them.

They had limited understanding of this bizarre creature, and now that it was on guard, attacking again was not a wise decision.

But it was too late; the body of the Young Red Copper Dragon had already swooped down, and its Strong Acid Breath erupted forth.

This time, the target wasn't just the swarm of Cicada Wing Maggots—the mother bug was included as well.

Plop! Plop! Plop!