Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 1142 - 647

Anachet’s words remained ice-cold and ruthless, yet they possessed a unique magic power, unknowingly intoxicating the listener, indulging in the beautiful world he painted.

This was both the seductive power of his language and his distinctive ability to incite, which was how he initially stirred the greedy Lizard Queen down a path utterly different from that of a typical Black Dragon.

However, he had underestimated the Giant Dragon’s greed. They always intended to hoard any benefits for themselves, never sharing even a little with him, let alone allowing themselves to be manipulated in secret; in the end, they would abandon him.

Now, he was using the same tactics to manipulate her half-blood son.

Compared to a true Giant Dragon, these half-dragon hybrids were easier to manipulate.

Especially when he mentioned the Lizard Queen’s treasure, the greed in Gregory’s eyes was undeniable, no matter how he tried to hide it. One must not forget, half-dragons are dragons too, inherently possessing some of the Giant Dragon’s traits, such as the longing and greed for wealth.

But under the Lizard Queen’s exploitation, they had no right to retain any wealth, everything had to be contributed to her, and private hoarding would face unprecedented torture. Even so, this still didn’t stop the half-dragons from doing so.

Gregory had thought of doing this before, but the deep-seated fear of the Lizard Queen instinctively deterred him from pondering further.

Now, completely enticed by a few words from the Abhorrent Serpent People, he could no longer restrain himself.

This was the most brutal aspect of this power because it wasn’t simply Anachet implanting thoughts into him, but rather inciting his own deepest desires, pushing everything in the most advantageous direction for him, making it hard to resist.

"There’s no such thing as a free lunch, and if there is, it’s certainly the most expensive. Before you agree to him, you should ask him what exactly he wants to gain from this, or rather, what price you will have to pay?" a voice emerged from nowhere.

"Who’s there, come out!" Anachet’s cold eyes stared at a corner of the palace, his body involuntarily arching, the scales all over him rustling, a structural adjustment as muscles swelled, his hand already on his great bow, ready to shoot an arrow in the next second.

He had every right to be nervous; who knew how long the other party had been hiding there without his notice? What if, instead of merely speaking, they were launching an attack on him?

Serpent People, the ancestors of stealth and concealment, were used to hiding in the shadows, scheming against others – and to think that today he was being secretly watched was a great irony.

Since they had spoken up, the hidden one naturally had no intention of continuing to conceal their presence, appearing directly on the spot, revealing not one but two figures clad in a sealed Combat Armor, and a snake.

On the left was a male, clad in sealed Combat Armor that emitted dazzling light, impossible to look at directly, especially for visually impaired creatures like Serpent People, the human form could only be vaguely made out, leaning on a uniquely designed Warhammer.

On the right was a figure also in sealed Armor, but in dominant Yin Hong, clearly distinguishable as a woman from one glance because her Armor was obviously custom made, perfectly sculpting and displaying her feminine curves, one hand holding a Longsword, and the other a powerful Magic Wand.

But the one they immediately recognized was the snake— a dark, thick cobra with a sinister male face. Who else could it be if not Vizier Alhashan from the Lizard Court?

As an acquaintance of both parties, Spirit Soul Naga first spoke, "Allow me to introduce, the supreme Commander of the Conqueror Army, the newly chosen of the Lady Strategy, the founder of the City of Faith and the Bridge of Faith, the pioneer of the Conqueror Path, the dominator of Lizard Queen Kurgor, General Gaven Nort..."

"The dominator of Lizard Queen Kurgor? Is Her Majesty still alive? Where is Her Majesty now?"

"Kurgor is still alive? Impossible, she’s clearly dead!"

Both Gregory and Anachet exclaimed almost at the same time, the preceding series of titles were meaningless to them, especially the Abhorrent Serpent People, whose attention had always been confined within Serpent Marsh, his gaze fixed on Tun Marsh, only aware that the Lizard Queen had been lured out by a passing army, unaware of the process or outcome of their battle, only knowing through the fallbacks left on the Lizard Queen that she had died, which prompted him to launch his long-planned scheme without hesitation.

His timing could not be better, his plan could not be more insidious; Gregory’s reaction made it clear, in the face of his scheme, they had no power to retaliate, the only choice was to comply with his arrangements, to become the new puppets controlling Tun Marsh. Yet, at this moment, he suddenly realized he had overlooked one thing—the reaction of the force that had lured the Lizard Queen away from Tun Marsh, his actions tantamount to seizing the spoils from their hands, they would certainly not stand by and watch.

But their speed of action far exceeded his expectations; now his only reliance was the lead he had taken by seizing the initiative, as long as the women and children of the Lizardfolk Tribe were in his control, Gregory and his Lizardfolk Army would not be able to stir up any trouble, even if Lizard Queen Kurgor herself came, he could confront her with this army, at worst suffering heavy losses.