Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 835 - 545 The City of the Undead Efanso

Chapter 835: Chapter 545 The City of the Undead Efanso

If there’s one party that was most impacted, it would be Efanso.

Despite its small population and area, Efanso played a pivotal role in trade on the Giant Dragon Coast.

Located between Eliaba in the west and West Gate in the east on the Trade Avenue, it also connected to the Wasteland Path leading to Posku in the northwest, which would eventually link to the Conqueror Path carved out by the Conqueror Army.

Though not a port city, it boasted the best storage warehouses in the Dragon Lake Region, with thousands of large warehouses spread across the vast land between Ilip and Pross, the two major harbor towns of Dragon Lake.

Most of these warehouses weren’t standing above ground but were built into the not-so-high hills reaching underground. A significant portion of these originated from a Dwarf City and featured excellent waterproofing and moisture-proofing, ensuring relative security.

These warehouses included both legal ones owned by the city and two towns, as well as secret ones discovered and developed by illegal organizations.

These two advantages cemented its irreplaceable position in trade intermediation in the Giant Dragon Coast area.

Normally, with such advantages, even if it couldn’t surpass West Gate to become the largest city on the Giant Dragon Coast, it should at least be a close second, not just a small town.

The reason lay in the recent decade of Necromancer rule here, which filled many businessmen deep down with distrust towards Necromancers. They preferred to travel further rather than rest here, leading to significant trade opportunities being lost.

In daytime, Efanso still had some human activity.

But as night fell, the streets and alleys were devoid of any light or pedestrians. All doors and windows were firmly shut with reinforced wood planks. Not even stray cats or dogs were seen, nor were any barks or meows heard, making it resemble a lifeless ghost town.

This was especially true in the central city council hall, where it reached an extreme.

The buildings here were made of standard stone materials and didn’t use terrifying bones or anything of the sort. Yet, from inside out, they exuded a cold chill. It felt somewhat hazy, as if partially no longer in the Material Plane, but dragged into another world.

Negative Energy in itself was indeed harmless to the human body and even constituted a part of it, omnipresently involved in negative emotions and shadows.

But any element in excess, once unbalanced, can cause problems—particularly with Negative Energy, given there’s another Plane filled with it, the Shadow Plane.

The Shadow Plane, unlike the Negative Energy Plane of the Multiverse—which consisted purely of Negative Energy, leaned towards Negative Energy. Its counterpart was Fairy Wilderness, which leaned towards Positive Energy.

Concentrated Positive Energy over a long period doesn’t necessarily attract Fairy Wilderness—it’s the Natural Power, Life Force, a variation of Positive Energy, that does.

Whereas concentrated Negative Energy over a long period definitely attracts the Shadow Plane, just like what happened at Weizemay Manor, slowly eroding it, transforming everything there into shadows and gradually pulling them into the Shadow Plane.

This is also why undead empires rarely appear in the Material Plane. Even those that do, ultimately don’t exist permanently in the Material Plane but develop until their core is dragged into the Shadow Plane.

This could be considered a self-protection mechanism of the Material Plane.

Signs of this had already started appearing in Efanso, especially in the city council hall, half of which had already entered the Shadow Plane.

Weizemay Manor had faced a similar situation before, even causing erosion to the Weizemay Vineyard.

Back then, Gaven even considered building an Evil God Temple in the manor to gather and suppress Negative Energy, until he seized Undead Divinity from the Undying Goddess of Vengeance and found a solution.

Clearly, Efanso lacked such means to contain Negative Energy, allowing it to overflow freely.

A sharp, angry male voice roared, seemingly about to burst through the roof of the city council hall, "Grace, you have betrayed my trust in you. Didn’t you always insist that everything was under your control and that man would eventually accept your terms and lead his army away from here? Then tell me, what’s the deal with these real phantoms spreading through the cities? Don’t tell me this wasn’t their doing, because those avengers lack the capability."

The one who roared was naturally the highest ruler of Efanso, Arms—a typical Necromancer, tall and thin, practically skin and bones, resembling a skeleton in human skin, wrapped in a faint black mist, a result of long-term exposure and erosion by Negative Energy.

Grace replied calmly, "I’m afraid the blame can’t entirely fall on me, can it? Negotiations are inherently risky. I’ve done everything possible to succeed. Right now, it’s not about finding faults with me that’s critical, but whether we have traitors like Chuck among us. If next time, this traitor isn’t just selling our information, but opens the City Defense Mist Barrier, our problem won’t just be isolation but a matter of losing our heads."