Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 1156 - 652: Another Full Moon Night

There’s nothing the Conqueror Army can’t do; if they don’t have it, they can continuously transport it from the Giant Dragon Coast via Conqueror Caravan, following the Wild Border River.

Although the cities along the Giant Dragon Coast have formed the Eight City Alliance, everything is still in its initial stage, with much progress being swiftly made. Their Allied Army is still stationed in Posku, but they don’t dare to openly oppose the flourishing Conqueror Army. They only ensure that the latter dares not launch a large-scale attack on Posku and do not hinder the usual trade—doing so would only provide the Conqueror Army with an excuse to start a war.

At first, the trade between the Blackscaled Lizardfolk and the City of Faith was conducted at the Lizard Court level, with a somewhat compulsory flavor. However, as the Blackscaled Lizardfolk began to benefit from the trade, their fishing and transportation tools were rapidly innovated, dramatically increasing their catch. After trading these for better items from the Conqueror Army, their enthusiasm was fully mobilized. Gradually, they began trading with the City of Faith tribe by tribe. I believe that as things develop, some quick-witted Blackscaled Lizardfolk will take the first step to become the first merchants in their tribe, specializing in trade.

Once this virtuous start was established, other matters could gradually infiltrate and transform, shaping the entire Lizard Court into the form Gaven desired.

After sorting out the governmental affairs to a certain extent, Gaven finally had the time to take stock of his own gains.

At his current level, every professional level advancement is exceedingly difficult, but each advancement brings significant benefits, especially since he is an Arcane Adept with both Psychic Sorcerer and Mage professional systems.

For spellcasters, being able to cast Fifth Circle spells is an important milestone.

If they can reach Level Ten and cast Fifth Circle spells, they immediately join the ranks of high-level spellcasters. frёeωebɳovel.com

If not, like Gaven before, even if one has eleven or twelve total professional levels, they can only be considered a medium-level spellcaster (this situation is not uncommon, often seen when two professions do not fully align, such as a Level Five warrior suddenly aspiring to be a mage, at least requiring a total of fifteen professional levels to reach high-level spellcasting).

The reason for this distinction is that many incredibly useful and powerful spells start from the Fifth Circle, with Teleportation Spell being the most typical example. With this spell, distance limitations for spellcasters are greatly reduced. Within five hundred kilometers, wherever they wish to go, it’s just a thought away—naturally, this was the first Fifth Circle spell Gaven acquired.

Though, a long time ago, through Virginia and Veranika, he had already achieved teleportation freedom and didn’t lack access to a Teleportation Spell. However, teleporting with the help of others is inconvenient to say the least and provides little privacy. For example, meeting secretly with the Legendary Arcanist Phinexia at the Stone Stallion Inn, given the special status of The Weeping Witch, the fewer people who knew about this, the better.

After all, her enemies, the Red Robe Wizards, are no easy opponents. They are now gaining renown on the eastern coast of the Sea of Fallen Stars and stirring up a war that affects the entire political landscape of the Felen Continent— the Tukan Invasion War. This war involves massive invasions with hundreds of thousands of nomadic armies. In the face of such magnitude, the Conqueror Army could be easily torn apart.

While the Conqueror Army was busy with pioneering construction in the City of Faith, Gaven’s one-month duration with Philancy was up. After arranging all matters of state, he set out alone before nightfall, not directly from the City of Faith to the Stone Stallion Inn since the distance exceeded the maximum range of his Teleportation Spell.

But he had plenty of trump cards and thus many options. First, he used the Mesnoel Return Spell to get back to the Tower of Dominion. Then, leveraging the Tower’s spell amplification effect, he expanded the teleportation range tenfold. With a teleportation range of five thousand kilometers, he could travel freely across the Felen Continent, as long as the destination was not shielded by a Dimensional Anchor and he had the corresponding coordinates—if he had visited a place, its coordinates would automatically be stored in the memory of his soul, not limited to this life, including those from his past life. However, the error rate might vary depending on how long ago the memory was, with older memories being more prone to error, increasing the chance by twenty percent. After all, some of his past memories were from the future, and many constructions might not even exist.

The native Silver Elf Selin of Mesnoel was right; to truly appreciate the wonders of the Tower of Dominion, one must possess casting ability and combine it with the Tower, which would then give birth to something extra.

This was exactly the case when Gaven used the Teleportation Spell in the Tower of Dominion. His thoughts were stretched infinitely by the Tower, then pulled tens of thousands of meters into the sky. From there, the entire Felen Continent became the size of a map, with the whole Planet Toril fully displayed before him.

However, most areas were shrouded in dense mist, representing the unknown to him, territories he hadn’t set foot in both his past and present lives.