Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 1087 - 629: God Borrowing Human Power

Chapter 1087: Chapter 629: God Borrowing Human Power

The Nort Guard Heavy Cavalry, triumphant all the way, remained spirited and full of morale despite just having gone through a twenty-kilometer charge, thundering forward, and with their long spears and iron hooves informed those foolish Abyssal Jackalweres that they were not the same as the monsters and defeated soldiers ahead, not something that these scattered troops and braves could withstand, sending them all to the Invincible Abyss.

The clash was fierce yet brief, and by the time the monster’s defeated army was driven on again, the numbers remained more or less the same, but the makeup of the fleeing forces had changed, with some replaced by Abyssal Jackalweres.

As for those who were replaced, they had now become corpses alongside other Jackalweres, left behind on the ground.

In other words, this chaotic Bead Curtain Roll-Up battle, at the very least, claimed the lives of more than ten thousand monsters, and whether there were more monster defeated soldiers or Abyssal Jackalweres, no one delved into that question, including the Conqueror, who didn’t care either way, since both sides were the enemy.

After wiping out the army of the Far Sea Marsh, the Conqueror Army’s Bead Curtain Roll-Up attack continued, positioning itself to drive this defeated force directly into the Far Sea Marsh and flush out the three Ghost Witch Nests.

As for the Amphibious Army of the Far Sea Marsh, retreating towards the Wild Border River, the specifics of the underwater battle were unknown, but one thing was sure: the battle was fierce, with the entire Wild Border River churning wildly, whipping up waves that once again rose over ten meters.

The river of the Wild Border River was stained blood red, littered with corpses, their pale bellies turned up, mostly composed of Waterborne Trolls and Scabby Frogs, with Mad Frogmen next in numbers, and occasionally Blackscaled Lizardfolk mixed in.

One thing was certain: even if the Amphibious Army of the Far Sea Marsh was not completely destroyed, it was thoroughly shattered; how many troops could escape back to the Far Sea Marsh remained an unknown.

This battle, which took place twenty kilometers away, unexpectedly had a decisive impact on the stalemate between the two Deity incarnations.

The Goddess of Strategy, who had been passively taking hits, pointed her longsword towards the incarnation of Plunderer Kallargos, laughing loudly and said, "Kallargos, you’ve lost, take my Bead Curtain Roll-Up."

Numerous phantoms appeared behind Lady Strategy, roaring furiously as they charged toward Plunderer Kallargos.

These phantoms were not followers of Lady Strategy; on the contrary, they were all Blood Plunderers previously created by Plunderer Kallargos, with the Plunderer’s Chosen at the forefront.

No wonder Gaven previously couldn’t refine anything from the body of the Plunderer’s Chosen; the moment he was killed, his soul, according to the Divine Laws of Divine War, fell into the hands of the Goddess of Strategy.

Divine War is never about encouraging straightforward swordplay between two Deities, especially not between two Gods of War. If it were that simple, they would have come to blows from the start, fighting to the death instead of painstakingly creating the Conqueror Army to oppose each other.

Their conflict is a clash of Divine Positions, suppressing the opponent with their own Divine Position strength to emerge victorious.

Thus, the ultimate outcome of the incarnations of the two Deities was never important or, rather, it was very difficult for them to decide on a victor.

The clash of the two armies on the ground was the key to everything. From the moment Plunderer Kallargos chose to strike at the Goddess of Strategy’s incarnation, it meant he had already lost this Divine War, engaging only in a final struggle.

But Lady Strategy’s moves were even more high-level than anyone anticipated, ingeniously incorporating tactical concepts into combat, creating maneuvers that were uniquely her own.

"How is this possible? This can’t be." Plunderer Kallargos wore a face of disbelief.

Not only were his own God’s Chosen and followers turning against him, but their destructive power was also beyond imagination. Under their furious tearing, he felt as stuck as if mired in marshland, his movements becoming exceptionally difficult, and he even started feeling a sense of paralysis.

Deity incarnations are forged from Divine Nature Force; they are immune to attribute damage such as paralysis, poison, sleep, and other status afflictions. Although he hadn’t reached an uncontrollable state, he was close.

Combining these factors, it’s no wonder Plunderer Kallargos was so surprised; after all, he was a Deity with a profound understanding of combat, instantly realizing what was happening.

The souls attacking him had all once received his Divine Power infusions, so when they attacked him, they would directly plunder the blood force from his body using his own plundering and destructive powers.

Although they couldn’t truly take the blood force from him, they caused a delay in his Divine Power flow, resulting in a paralyzing effect.

This was the classic case of using one’s own spear against one’s shield. Regardless of which side won, it was the other’s victory, and he was an utter loser.

The worst part was, after entangling for this period, he fully grasped the Goddess of Strategy’s combat style, which was connected in every aspect, both defensive and offensive, with more lethal moves to come.

The Goddess of Strategy waved her longsword again and coldly issued the command, "Maneuver the troops and generals, come forth."

Thunderwood appeared directly in front of Plunderer Kallargos’ incarnation, no more than ten meters away, his body surrounded by countless crackling lightning, evidently filled with the power of thunder and charged to the brim.