Chapter 93 - Greed Is an Original Sin Please Subscribe
Chapter 93 of "Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God" begins with intriguing events: Because that eerily strange fog was now within armās reach.Two fireball techniques were just the... Donāt miss it!
Because that eerily strange fog was now within armās reach.Two fireball techniques were just the beginning.
Headsized rocks fell like rain from the fog, smashing down.
Those survivors were battered, bloodied, and some were even instantly deprived of life.
Even the not-so-smart goblins understood by now that theyād been used by a third party.
Not to mention, under Andy, that unusually smart mountāa Zuo Langāwas sneakily crouching, ready to slink away.
But the third party hidden in the shadows was far more troublesome than they could ever imagine.
No sooner had the wave of fire from the fireball technique dissipated than vines in the freshest shades of green began to snake out from the ground below, coiling ruthlessly around all that existed nearby.
Entanglement spell.
Not just one entanglement spell.
But three of them in total.
They enveloped the entire caravan as well as the ground around it for over a dozen meters.
The opponent was intent on completely annihilating both the merchant caravan and the goblin wolf cavalry.
Hou!
The Zuo Lang could not hide any longer, its back bulging wildly as its forepaws elongated, transforming from plain wolf claws into hand-like talons with five sharp and long digits.
Its face also began to distort, its ears protruding and becoming as pointed as those of goblins, its snout jutting out and twisting into a grotesque hybrid of a hobgoblin and wolf, so ugly and twisted, it was worse than goblins and hobgoblins alike.
āDogā¦
dog demonā¦ā Andy screamed in horror, never having imagined that the mount he had ridden for nearly ten days was a dog demon in disguise.
The dog demon, returned to its original form, had no time for chit-chat with Andy, rising up and flinging him from its back as it began to distort space around its body, preparing to cast a spell-like escape.
āSince youāve come, you think you can run?
Psychic bullet,ā A cold sneer descended from the fog above.
The dog demon felt as if a gunshot rang out in its head, plunging its vision into darkness for an instant.
By the time it came through, a human man was already standing in front of it.
Well, more precisely, a half-elf boy, whose facial hair hadnāt fully grown in yet.
However, the dog demon wouldnāt underestimate him, nor would it underestimate the Keen Edge Longsword at close quarters, and without hesitation, it tried to initiate a Flash Spell to escape the battlefield once more.
As magic began to surge around it, the dog demon felt another hammer blow to the headāno, something had exploded inside its brain.
The Flash Spell was interrupted yet again.
By the time the dog demon regained its senses, searing pain emanated from its right forelimb, which was now neatly severed at the elbow, clearly chopped off by a single stroke of a blade.
Utter despair.
The dog demon howled to the heavens, trying to cast another controlling spell to rid itself of the formidable enemy before it.
āFool!ā Gaven chuckled condescendingly.
If the dog demon had fought desperately with claw strikes and bites, engaging in close-quarters combat, he might have been wary, but it foolishly tried to cast spells in close battle.
No matter how fast your spell-like abilities are, are they faster than his psychic ability?
Another psychic bullet blasted into the dog demonās brain.
When the poor creature came to its senses once more, not only had another of its forelimbs been separated from its body, but there was also a magic longsword stuck in its neck.
The Magic Longsword was positioned with terrible precision, avoiding all vital areas, skimming so closely along the trachea and major arteries that a mere downward press could sever them all.
Now the dog demon didnāt dare to move, let alone attempt to cast Flash Spell or use Anywhere Door to teleport, aware that any slight mishap could cost it its life.
Having no other choice, the clever dog demon kept still, knowing that if it didnāt resist, it might surviveāif its opponent had wanted to kill it, the Magic Longsword wouldnāt simply be threateningly placed at its throat.
With no other options, the dog demon could now calmly survey the battlefield.
It began with the chaotic fight between the goblin wolf cavalry and the human merchant caravanās guards, followed by two fireball techniques that cleared the field.
There werenāt many left of the goblin wolf cavalry or the merchant caravanās guards who could still stand.
One by one, gnoll soldiers descended from the fog above, followed by others with leathery wings, inaugurating the final harvest.
These gnoll soldiers had not fallen haphazardly; it was a well-calculated maneuver.
They all landed on the periphery of the entanglement, immediately striking with their slings.
The unloaded Erdes, on the forefront, engaged in close combatāpartly floating, they were unaffected by the entanglement spell, retreating quickly after any missed strike, giving no opportunity for counterattack.
The remaining goblin wolf cavalry and human merchant caravan guards were being harvested, just a matter of timeāand it wouldnāt take long.
The half-elf who had just inflicted severe wounds on the dog demon now fixed his gaze on Andy not far away.
As Andy tried to distance himself from the half-elf, he simultaneously wailed, āChief Gaven, spare my life, Chief Gaven spare my lifeā¦
Iām innocentā¦
I was instigatedā¦
it was all a plot by that dog demonā¦
you know I donāt have the gutsā¦
I donāt have the guts to betray youā¦
donāt kill meā¦
Iām still of use to you, Iāll work hard, no, no, Iāll make my people work twice as hard, from now on, double the tributeā¦
Iām willing to be your servant, to follow the leader foreverā¦
there will never be a next timeā¦
Chief, please give me a chanceā¦ā TŹe sourcį“ of thÉŖs content ÉŖs É“o(v)elFÉŖre.É“et