Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 1011 - 603 Battle Begins_3

Chapter 1011: Chapter 603 Battle Begins_3

The Spirit Soul Naga nodded to Mickros and said, "Sir, please go ahead."

Mickros sighed helplessly in his mind. This was the most stubborn Monster Force he had encountered. Despite their formidable strength, they remained cautious, repeatedly gathering and verifying information from all quarters, fearing that he was an enemy sent to trap them.

Now that all the information had been fully confirmed, they were still not letting him leave, holding him tightly in their grasp. The Spirit Soul Naga hovered around him twenty-four hours a day, even while sleeping; did it not realize that its appearance was highly frightening to ordinary people?

Waking up in the dead of night to see a face that was neither human nor snake just a short distance away, staring unblinkingly at him, would scare anyone half to death.

It seemed that only if they devoured the Conqueror Army would they let him go. If they suffered a defeat by the Conqueror Army, it certainly wouldn’t bode well for him.

This was the consequence of dealing with Monster Forces; they had no sense of reason and acted entirely according to their personal desires. Next, he must prepare an escape plan, especially in a large-scale war like this, which was inevitably filled with endless uncertainties. Even the God of War could not guarantee victory, much less mortals.

Moreover, along the way, the Conqueror Army had achieved many glories and miracles and was deeply intertwined with the Goddess of Strategy in interests and schemes. Who knew what unexpected tactics they would employ this time?

Mickros always thought that the Conqueror Army’s response this time was too ordinary and different from their usual style.

Was it that they had run out of strategies, or was there an even more astonishing move hidden behind it?

Unfortunately, Mickros, try as he might, couldn’t think of any better strategies. He could only follow the Spirit Soul Naga outside while continuing to ponder.

Hou!

The Lizard Queen, bursting forth from the Dragon’s Nest, couldn’t help but roar again, her pride and excitement unmistakable.

Outside the Giant Dragon Palace, a dense army had gathered. As she flew low overhead, all eyes involuntarily fell on her, their looks filled with undeniable respect and awe. She was their queen, their goddess; everything they had was bestowed by her, and they had to submit to her, pledging unconditional loyalty.

"My subjects, now is the time for you to prove your worth, loyalty, and valor to your queen, your goddess, to me, Kurgor! Outside there is a group known as the Conqueror Army, attempting to cross the Land of Tun without my permission, a direct insult to me and to you. This insult must be cleansed with blood, compensated with flesh, and repaid with riches. I declare that from now on, everything they possess is mine."

"Your only task is to kill anyone who stands in your path, be they humans or monsters, until all the riches that belong to me are reclaimed."

In her rising, the Lizard Queen delivered an impromptu speech while flying, filled with irrational hegemonic ideology, presenting plunder as if it were the most natural right. Below, the Blackscaled Lizardfolk and other servant races took this as usual, echoing with cheers of agreement.

In Tun Marsh, no second will, no second voice was allowed. Even the Blackscaled Lizardfolk, considered first-class citizens, were just higher-ranked servants; if they made mistakes, their only privilege over ordinary servant races was the chance to pay to rectify their errors, rather than being instantly devoured by the Lizard Queen as a snack.

The problem was, everything they owned was already the Lizard Queen’s; where could they get extra wealth to compensate for their mistakes? In the end, it seemed only the flesh on their bodies might be worth something to stuff between the Lizard Queen’s teeth.

As the Lizard Queen’s slow silhouette crossed the sky, the entire Tun Marsh stirred like a tide, flowing behind her all the way to the Wild Border River.

Upon reaching there, the Lizard Queen did not continue flying but plunged headlong into the Wild Border River, her action resembling a small meteorite crashing into the water, the spectacle quite terrifying, almost revealing the riverbed beneath.

As the river water engulfed her black, rounded form, her thick dragon tail moving, the Lizard Queen began to swim rapidly, her speed quite impressive.

Her current body shape was more suited for swimming than flying; the buoyancy of the water supported her weight much more than the magic when flying.

The first thing the Lizard Queen did after entering the water was not to hurry on her way but to stretch her head out of the water and open her large mouth. An eerie scene unfolded as numerous fishes, big and small, forcefully leaped from the water, jumping directly into the gaping maw of the Lizard Queen to be