Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 921 - 573

Chapter 921: 573

When Rogan’s momentum reached a peak, a more terrifying power surged from the end of the Shadow Chains, along with a horrifying will.

Feeling this terrifying will, Rogan did not feel fear but was overwhelmed with intense anger. He screamed, "Get out, this is my body, this is my strength, this is my revenge, get out of here."

"When you accepted my help, this revenge was no longer yours, but mine, you fool. Your only goal is revenge, why care who the Blasphemer dies at the hands of? Accept my power, only then you can confront him." A strange female voice emitted from Rogan’s mouth, first crisp like a young girl’s, then deep and husky like an old woman’s.

This voice belonged to the Undying Goddess of Vengeance, Chiaranlisha. Known as the Lady of the Dead, she always had many facets, and no one knew which one was truly her.

"Is it your revenge, or is it mine?" Rogan regained control and screamed back, "I can give up everything else, but not this, even if you are a goddess."

Becoming a Sage Undead, one became extremely extreme and stubborn, due to Negative Energy amplifying negative emotions, especially for special undead like Rogan, who were completely driven by a single obsession.

As an extension of the consciousness of the Undying Goddess of Vengeance, she knew this very well and didn’t bother conversing further with Rogan. She unleashed all her power, and countless Shadow Chains grew from an indescribable body, binding Rogan’s body tightly and pulling it inward.

No matter how frantically Rogan struggled, he was like a small insect caught in a spider’s web, unable to escape the meticulously woven net of conspiracy. From the beginning, he was just a tool, an instrument of revenge for the Undying Goddess of Vengeance to reclaim her Undead Divinity.

All that he possessed now was granted by the other party, what could he use to fight back? The only thing he could do was serve as the core support.

As Rogan sank, the indescribable body began a new round of adjustments, and a female Dwarves Elf body emerged, enormously large, comparable to the legendary Titans. Just her upper body exceeded five meters, and her lower body was no longer that of a Dwarves Elf; instead, giant spider legs extended out, their tips not only incredibly sharp but also surrounded by a circle of human arms supporting them on the ground, protecting the spikes in the center.

The indescribable body was like a slime, shapeless, continuously squirming, occasionally bizarre arms, bodies, and heads emerging from within.

When the Corpse Spider Elf took shape, those eyes full of Divine Nature looked upon Dilila, nodding with satisfaction and saying, "You have done very well. From now on, you are my Chosen. Once I successfully reclaim my lost power, I will grant you greater glory."

Countless Shadow Powers congregated around Dilila and surged into her body, arriving quickly and leaving just as swiftly.

When she reappeared, Dilila’s aura had risen another level, stepping directly from a Quasi-Legendary into the Legendary ranks, and her body was tinged with Divine Nature Radiance.

"Thank you for the lady’s grace. Serving the lady is my greatest honor. I will do everything I can to help you get everything you desire." Dilila humbly prostrated on the ground. It was natural for the Undying Goddess of Vengeance to bestow her grace at this time; she had to ensure the possibility of success, as she could no longer afford to waste more Divine Power, especially facing Gaven, the vile thief. In a battle with him, failure could potentially cause her to lose even more power.

If she failed this time, she would enter a godly countdown to extinction, merely waiting passively for her adversary to come knocking, powerless to retaliate.

The Corpse Spider Elf nodded, "There’s no need to wait any longer, let the plan commence fully!"

"At your command." Dilila bowed and complied, the commands from the will of the Undying Goddess of Vengeance and Rogan’s roars were entirely different matters.

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The overflowing rain and floods were a disaster for most creatures, but for a few, it was a festival, and for an even smaller fraction, it was an essential part of life, such as the Big Mahaa Fish in the Sea of Fallen Stars.

They lived in the ocean as adults, but their juveniles needed to spend time in freshwater. Each year, they took advantage of the flooding during the rainy season in Comanso to swim upstream to lay eggs in the upper reaches of the Ashaba River. Their farthest reach was Deep Forest Valley’s Aeridruye Lake and Lake Seber.

Located directly upstream of Yewen Pond, Deep Forest Valley was the most severely affected valley by the Comanso rain season, no contest.

Because the valley was completely enclosed by rivers, its territory included not only Lake Seber and the Sanbo River it spawned but also Liquor River, while being wrapped by the Ashaba River and the Glaemrei River to its east and south sides, respectively.

If the water surface of Yewen Pond rose ten meters, it meant the upstream river waters would also rise crazily, especially the nearly level Lake Seber and Sanbo River, their raised water levels being at least half that of Yewen Pond.

Based on previous experience, at least a third of Deep Forest Valley’s territory would be submerged by the flooded lake and river waters, but this would not affect the people of the valley.

Although the residents were primarily Humans, the ratio of Half-Elves and Elves was remarkably startling, reaching nearly one-third. This valley was the least affected by the Great Migration in the entire Comanso Great Forest; only a very few local Elves responded to the Soul Call from the Eternal Gathering Island, most chose to stay in the valley, living together with their mixed-blood and human friends and families.