Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 791 - 536 Conqueror Gaven_1

Chapter 791: Chapter 536 Conqueror Gaven_1

I’m really sorry, I’m revising the manuscript and sent it out early, so I can only copy what’s repeated. I’ll change it back once the other Chapters are filled in.

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Bound by the soul totem, she was particularly sensitive to Gaven’s presence. Even though he was in a fully enclosed suit of armor, she recognized Gaven at a glance.

Shanoba had always thought that time could make one forget everything, including pain, including fear.

During this time, she had not initiated contact with Gaven. That old nun Stephanie was keeping a tight watch, which was one reason.

On the other hand, Shanoba’s control over Gaven was met with subconscious resistance.

Moreover, it seemed Gaven had also forgotten her, as he never tried to make contact.

But when the two reunited, the fear from before engulfed her mind like a flood.

No, that wasn’t right.

The oppressive aura emanating from Gaven had intensified since the last time.

In Shanoba’s eyes, Gaven was not just a mere man, but a towering tree one could only look up to; in front of him, she felt so small, so helpless.

All the courage she had mustered to resist dissipated with just one glance from him.

In his icy gaze, Shanoba saw one word: "Run!"

That word translated into actual action without hesitation; she turned and ran.

This time, Gaven had not used the power of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree to control her, but her body had reacted instinctively.

The Black Dragoness had fled!

Their leader had fled without a fight!

Without the wyverns to hold them at bay, what could they use to contend with the Red Copper Dragon?

"The leader’s run, we can’t beat them, run for it!"

"Run, woof..."

"Follow the leader, woof..."

The gnolls were the first to react.

The intelligence of most gnolls and goblins was about the same; neither were particularly bright.

This gave them a characteristic of blind allegiance, especially high towards dragon bloodlines.

When Shanoba, their leader, flew away, they didn’t think twice; dropping whatever was in their hands, they just fled.

A few goblin fools, upon seeing the gnolls running, also mindlessly followed suit.

These two creatures made up more than half of the Monster Tribe. When a great number of them had scurried away, only a handful of hobgoblins, orcs, and jackalweres were left in a quandary, undecided whether to flee or stay.

To flee, with victory seemingly within reach and piles of goods waiting for them, some of which were already revealed enticingly shining weapons and armor.

To stay, their leader had fled, most of the cannon fodder had fled, and a ferocious horde of Hobgoblin Wolf Cavalry was bearing down on them with a menacing posture that didn’t seem like it was up for negotiation.

Be it hobgoblins, orcs, jackalweres, or even the coachmen and guards from the caravan, anyone who dared to raise a weapon was chopped down without exception.

When the Hobgoblin Wolf Cavalry had passed a third of the caravan, the remaining monsters of the tribe could no longer muster the courage to resist. They turned tail without a word and ran, faster than their arrival.

Seeing no chance to strike, Gaven turned to the Hobgoblin Warlord and said, "Blood Claw General, I’ll leave this to you. Human or monster, as long as they don’t resist, drive them away. Clean up the battlefield as soon as possible and take the goods away from here, to avoid further complications. I’m going to meet an old friend."

Because of undead necromancy and resurrection magic, exterminating these people held little significance. Any Transcendent Archmage could extract whatever information they wanted from them.

Gaven, with a Fairy Step, leaped onto Aivensa’s back.

Without a command from him, the Young Red Copper Dragon intuitively followed the direction the wyvern had fled.

After just crossing three mountain peaks, Gaven and his companion had caught up with Shanoba, who had reverted to her original form.

Perhaps guessing that Gaven would surely follow, and knowing she couldn’t escape, she simply stopped and waited for him, saving Gaven the effort.

With a Fairy Step, Gaven leapt down from the Young Red Copper Dragon and said to her, "Guard the rear. If those monsters follow, let me know immediately."

"Alright." Aivensa’s recent attitude was surprisingly proper, doing exactly as told with meticulous care, as if under some influence.

Gaven was pleased to see this; at the very least, she’d become more convenient to use.

By the time Gaven landed, Shanoba had already knelt to the ground and respectfully said, "Shanoba greets her master. I failed to complete your task, I beg for your punishment."

Whether it was intentional or due to a rushed transformation, Shanoba wore only a loosely draped garment with unbuttoned fastenings. As she bowed, it slipped down considerably, revealing her smooth back adorned with faint traces of Red Copper Dragon Scale patterns, which did not diminish her beauty but rather added a unique charm, exuding an alluring air.

Especially in her current state, without a trace of fierceness or valor, all that was left was vulnerability, helplessness, and in her words and demeanor, she displayed a readiness to be dominated—ready to be dominated by Gaven.

"Any punishment will do, really?"

Shanoba seemed to sense the implication in Gaven’s words, her body involuntarily shaking, her heart racing uncontrollably, and what rose within her was not fear, but a desire. The giant dragon bloodline within her seemed to be boiling.

With a trembling voice, she answered, "Any will do."

Gaven’s gaze flickered for a moment before he sat down on a nearby boulder, retracting his combat armor, and patted his knee, "Come sit."

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