Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 364 - 304

Chapter 364: 304

A dense shadow rose from the ashes, charging back and forth in the air, repeatedly muttering a name venomously—Gaven.

Dilila threw a male corpse, which had been prepared beforehand, into the dark array.

The resentful soul, spinning in place, instantly found a vessel, diving straight into the male body.

The young male corpse quickly staggered to its feet, its stiff movements making it immediately obvious that this was no ordinary man.

Rogan, now transformed into a revived corpse, ignored the two Dwarven women completely and limped away.

"Wait," Dora tried to call the revived corpse back, but it didn’t even acknowledge her.

She then remembered that revived corpses are a very unique kind of undead. After revival, their hearts and minds are consumed with only one thing: revenge. They ignore everything unrelated, including their summoner.

Dora had no choice but to change tactics, shouting loudly, "We are also enemies of Gaven Nort; we too want Gaven Nort dead, permanently dead."

Hearing the name Gaven Nort, the revived corpse abruptly stopped, turning its head to look at the two Dwarven women with the cold eyes of the dead.

Seeing this was effective, Dora continued, "Gaven is now thousands of kilometers away in the valley. Do you plan to walk there? Besides, his power is now very strong. Even if you find him, you are no match for him. It’s better to cooperate with us, we can give you the chance to take your revenge..."

Before Dora could finish, the revived corpse turned and walked away again, clearly uninterested in such nonsense.

He had just been awakened from a long death, and it was clear his senses had not fully returned.

Unlike Dora, Dilila acted decisively and briskly, stepping forward to grab the revived corpse and initiating a teleportation spell.

The revived corpse, emerging from teleportation, stood motionless, not moving for a long moment.

It wasn’t that the teleportation had stunned him—he was undead now and lacked such capacity.

It was because he was re-locating and tracking his target for vengeance.

He could clearly sense that the target of his revenge, who was once far away, was now within reach.

This made him tremble uncontrollably, a result of his extreme hunger for revenge. He couldn’t wait to drink Gaven’s blood, to taste his fear, to deliver to him eternal death.

The re-located revived corpse once again hobbled on the path to vengeance.

But before it could take two steps, the sound of galloping hooves approached from behind, from slow to fast, and in the moment when they swept past him, a dark knight’s sword slashed across his neck.

The head of the revived corpse soared into the sky.

Ahhhhh!!!

The result of this action did not kill the revived corpse but completely enraged it instead.

This beheading brought back some particularly unpleasant memories.

He detested this feeling, absolutely detested it.

A thick black mist emerged from the stump, and a new head grew back at a visible rate.

The headless revived corpse roared and lunged out, surprisingly fast.

Yet such fury could not bridge the vast gap between their powers.

The Death Knight, having charged out some distance, quickly turned his skeletal steed and charged back, delivering three swift slashes.

He chopped off both arms of the revived corpse, along with the half-formed head that had just regrown.

Rogan, of average power in life, did not receive any extraordinary inheritance after becoming a revived corpse.

His fighting, just then, was as clumsy as that of a militia man.

He was quickly reduced to mush by the powerful Death Knight.

The soul of Rogan turned into black mist once again, hovering over that mound of flesh without dispersing.

Although this body was temporary, a close connection had already formed during its possession.

He had to remain at the site for twenty-four hours before he could use his Special Ability to resurrect in another body and become a revived corpse once again.

Dilila pulled out another male corpse from the dimensional space and threw it at the feet of the revived corpse, stating indifferently, "You just witnessed our power. Even with such strength, we wouldn’t rashly attack your brother Gaven Nort; with your current power, going there would be suicide.

You aren’t truly immortal, and once the opposition is on guard, the second and third times you might be sent back into reincarnation forever, with no hope for vengeance.

We hope that after you are resurrected, don’t act rashly. Let’s discuss our plan for revenge together, in the name of the Goddess of Undead Vengeance, Chiaranlisha."

How much of this the revengeful revived corpse could understand was unknown.

...

Gaven hadn’t accompanied either party but had the Dog Demon open a portal, directly taking himself and the Fine Gold Coffin, along with a portion of Dark Wood, back to the Weizemay Manor ahead of them.

Convincing those Thacel refugees to come to the Three Rivers Region was only the first step; settling them down here for good was the second step.

When Gaven returned, the second step was already underway.

The site selected earlier by him and Anna for town establishment had turned into a huge, bustling construction site.

The eight hundred Gnolls sent from the Dragon Oak Territory had arrived smoothly and started work.

Gaven didn’t immediately go to inspect the construction site but returned to the Weizemay Manor instead.

The trip to the Tesser Refugee Camp had been monumentally beneficial for the Weizemay Manor, which stood to gain the most from it.

First, it acquired the Undead Divinity and, in coordination with the Dragon Oak Mother Tree, underwent a wondrous transformation.

Later, it drew an enormous amount of Negative Energy from the Land of Sealing.

Gaven was now extremely curious about what it had become.

With just a glance, Gaven sensed that Weizemay Manor was different from before.

Due to the uncontrollable spill of negative energy, Weizemay Manor looked somewhat eerie.

This was especially true after a large number of shadow servants had taken residence, making the situation more serious.

But now, he could no longer feel it at all.

From a distance, it looked no different from an ordinary manor, and even the negative energy in the surrounding land was undetectable.

However, as soon as he stepped through the manor’s gates, the situation changed dramatically.

The sky was still the same sky, but the sunlight seemed listless, casting not direct sunlight, but a shadow of the sun.

The rich negative energy filled every inch of the manor, even surpassing the Shadow Plane—at least the shallower parts of it.

Estelle appeared out of thin air in front of Gaven, performed a standard maid’s curtsy, and said, "Welcome back, sir."

She was nominally there to greet Gaven, but her gaze stayed on his shadow.

This was the longest she had been separated from her daughter Amanda in her life, and she thought of her every second, even though she knew nothing would happen to her, she still couldn’t help but worry.

Gaven somewhat understood her feelings and said to his own shadow, "Amanda, we’re home. I’ll be staying at the manor for a while, and I’ll call you if I need anything."

"Okay," Amanda emerged reluctantly from Gaven’s shadow and returned to her mother’s side.

Compared to the constantly worried Estelle, the child’s heart was clearly a bit wilder.

Although she had always been in Gaven’s shadow, it did not prevent her from observing everything outside through this window.

For a child who had been confined to the manor since childhood, everything outside was fresh and novel.

If she had not experienced it, it would have been fine, but having seen it, confining her to one place again would be uncomfortable.

Yet her life experiences had destined her to be timid and obedient by nature, not daring to show too much defiance, especially towards Gaven, as she did not want to lose that bit of warmth and did not want to see him turn like Kolonfer.

Seeing that her daughter was safe and sound, Estelle heaved a sigh of relief, her pretty and gentle face breaking into a smile as she said, "Sir, during your absence, the manor has undergone incredible changes. It seems to have acquired something that cannot be described by common sense. Since then, the negative energy here has become increasingly dense, and starting now, we can expand the manor."

Gaven couldn’t help but laugh, "Do you think, madam, that such a change has arisen out of nowhere?"

Estelle’s mouth dropped slightly open, and her beautiful eyes widened in disbelief, "Could it be that the manor’s changes are all due to the master’s influence? But you were clearly not in the manor?"

Gaven couldn’t hide a touch of pride, "This is not solely my achievement. Amanda has also put in quite an effort. Let her tell you the details."

Gaven considerately did not deprive Amanda of the chance to boast to her own mother.

Hearing this, Estelle could not help but look towards her daughter.

Her adorable little face shone with an uncontrollable sense of pride, eager to tell her about everything she saw and experienced outside, especially the story of assisting Gaven in killing a vampire and destroying the Demigod Ruptured Palm. She had sensed a familiar presence on the Demigod Ruptured Palm, the same as that of the Evil God Emblem Ring. She had once again taken revenge on that evil god.

This was the first time Estelle had seen such an expression on her daughter’s face.

Perhaps letting her follow Gaven was the right decision.

Meanwhile, Gaven had just tried to call up the attributes of Weizemay Manor from his consciousness when a strange chemical reaction occurred.

To be more accurate, it was a kind of resonance.

The Weizemay Manor in reality resonated deeply with the one in his Sea of Consciousness.

Although the projection of Weizemay Manor in his Sea of Consciousness was a reflection of the material manor.

This resonance was still subject to delays and errors, especially this time, with such a huge bounty that even now the Weizemay Manor itself couldn’t fully digest, with most benefits still accumulated here, awaiting Gaven, the owner, to deal with.

Massive amounts of negative energy converged towards Gaven. However, it was not Gaven that it enwrapped but his shadow.

Rows of data were assembling at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Undead Divinity: 4 points.

Total Carrying Capacity: 512 points

Used Carrying Capacity: 247 points

Carrying Capacity Growth Rate: 4 points/day.

Carried Personnel: 2 Earthbound Spirits, 6 Dwarven Earthbound Wraiths, 14 Shadows.

Architecture Shadowfication (Special Ability) — Allows the infusion of negative energy into a designated construction to shadowfy it. Once completed, the structure can be pulled into a designated location in Weizemay Manor and will possess the ability to enter and leave the Shadow with the manor. The transformed construction will occupy the Total Carrying Points.

Shadow Servants (Special Ability) — Those who die in the manor will have their souls transformed into shadow servants. Their strength relates to their Life Dice before death, and transformed shadow servants will occupy the Total Carrying Points according to their strength.

The Weizemay Manor had not only unlocked the manor attributes panel due to the injection of Undead Divinity, it had even unlocked manor abilities.

In fact, most attributes were already inherent to the manor, though they were vague and how to use them, and in what way, was entirely up to Gaven to figure out.

Now, everything had become simple and clear after this datafication.

This carrying capacity was not difficult to understand.

What is the most unique aspect of Weizemay Manor?

The ability to enter and exit the Shadow Plane.

But what if one were to renovate or expand the manor or even add new buildings, especially the latter? Would it affect this ability?

This had been a troubling issue for Gaven before.