Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 1228 - 676: Capitalizing on the Opportunity

"What exactly happened here?"

"Is there a Giant Bear in the world that can rival a grown Giant Dragon in size?"

"There is a large venomous centipede here, kill it to protect Her Majesty the Crown Princess and General Gaven."

"Don’t act rashly. Didn’t you see that Her Majesty didn’t care about it at all? It’s protecting General Gaven."

"Could it be that it is subdued by Lord? Lord hasn’t had such a pet before."

"You call this a pet? This is clearly not an ordinary centipede, but an Animal Companion carefully bred by the Druids, probably a Sword Centipede type. If it ambushed, it would only need a full round of attacks to kill us."

"That’s even more wrong, Lord is an Arcane Adept, how could he possess a Druid’s Animal Companion?"

"You ask me, whom should I ask? He’s your Lord."

Whether it was the Royal Guard of Crown Princess Tainalasta or the General’s Guard of Conqueror Gaven, all were unmistakably shocked by the scene in front of them, bewildered by the astonishing battle scars that demonstrated an unimaginable fierce battle had occurred here.

After whispering among themselves for a while, they still couldn’t figure out what exactly happened.

The Crown Princess, adept in leadership, didn’t explain much but issued orders: "Divide into two groups, the General’s Guard from the Conqueror’s Army stays here to ensure General Gaven’s safety and prevent anyone from approaching, the Royal Guard come with me. There are followers of Meira hidden in this forest; we must find them all, be cautious of various traps during the search."

In such cases, after the initial shock, people would start forming their own theories which might add a sense of mystery and depth by keeping silent and letting them conjecture based on the situation on the battlefield.

In this regard, the All Gods play it very cleverly; they never verbally show off their strength but leave behind terrifying, unimaginable battle scars as holy sites for people to admire, stirring fear and worship by letting them guess the magnitude of divine power.

"Since it involves traps, how about letting Master Susie assist you? She is a Pitfall Maker, a master of traps, though her expertise is more in rocky terrains, the principle remains the same and she would be quite helpful," suggested Veranika.

She is the captain of the General’s Guard, deputy in the mission led by Gaven Komir. This being a special wartime mission, necessarily involved the exclusive rituals of Lady Strategy. Although Gaven is now one of the Chosen of the Red Knight and started his duties mid-way, he knows very little about the original operations of the Lady Strategy’s church. To leverage that knowledge, he needs professionals like Veranika.

"That’s good," the Crown Princess didn’t refuse.

Previously, the traps laid by Meira’s Followers didn’t cause them much trouble, not just because this was a main battlefield for the Half-Moon Colt and many natural traps could be detected, but also because the equipment both wore was so defensive that not only ordinary traps, but most magic traps couldn’t inflict real damage on them, many were simply violently dismantled.

It was different with the Royal Guard; during combat, these traps didn’t inflict much damage, but during chases, casualties occurred, which was indeed a joke.

Before the Crown Princess and her forces could take action, rumbling sounds of horse hooves arose, and a tall figure burst out from the dense forest, roaring: "Who dares mess around in my territory? Do you think Lord Muyin is easy to bully... Your Majesty, what are you doing here? What happened here?"

This man was over two and a half meters tall, long-armed and long-legged, his body outlined by terrifying muscles even in heavy armor, a bluish shaved head, a long black beard that reached his chest, thick and dense, completely covering his mouth, making him look fearsome, his booming voice enough to intimidate most people.

This man was none other than that famed forceful and brave Lord Muyin, the missing Lord of Luji Town.

"Before that, first tell me what has happened in Luji Town in the past few days. Has there been a significant number of casualties?" The Crown Princess vaguely guessed what might have happened on Luji Town’s side, but as guesses are only guesses, they need to be confirmed firsthand.

"We are not clear about what happened either," Lord Muyin’s fierce face was filled with confusion, "These past few days, our Luji Town was completely shrouded in thick fog. Initially, we thought it was just ordinary forest fog, but later, when all spellcasters found they had lost their casting abilities, it felt off. This fog clearly has a strong misleading effect. We sent several scouting parties, all inevitably returning to the town barely having gone far, twice with me personally leading. In the end, we could only hold fort, waiting for the fog to dissipate or for the Royal Family to realize our situation themselves. Surprisingly, we just waited two days and nights. We heard sounds of battle here earlier, and as soon as the fog lifted, I immediately led people over."

What Lord Muyin explained matched substantially with what the Crown Princess had guessed.

From the beginning to end, Luji Town was just bait to lure them in, the followers of the Secret Hunting Sect only confined them using the Divine Country Projection and did not deviate; they focused entirely on her and Gaven. When the Bear of Plunder, Meira’s anchor in the Material Plane, was heavily injured and the Divine Country Projection disappeared, Luji Town was naturally freed.