Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God

However, one thing is certain: the Giant Bone King, who seeks to take advantage, must have deployed all his main forces, leaving his territory very vulnerable.

And now they are already embroiled in a three-way chaotic battle with the Skeleton Dragon King and the Burning Flames Queen. Even if their territory is attacked, they cannot easily extricate themselves.

If the master leads troops to attack his lair, he will face a difficult choice.

If he ignores it, once his lair is captured by the master, it means he can only submit to the master’s feet.

But if he leads a small number of elites back to aid, whether he can hold off the master is uncertain, and his elite army will definitely be ruined.

Neither the Burning Flames Queen nor the Skeleton Dragon King would easily let them leave. Without the command of a High Tier Undead Lord, they would be a scattered sand.

Without the support of a large army, capturing the Giant Bone King is only a matter of time."

In the end, the Dog Demon’s words became extremely assertive, feeling he had grasped the threshold of strategic tactics.

Gaven nodded approvingly, "Finally you’ve had an epiphany this time, but that’s just one aspect of it.

The second aspect is, we now hold the initiative in the war against the Burning Flames Queen.

As long as we are sure we can take down the Giant Bone King, we can abandon this part of the territory and give it to the Corpse King.

The Corpse King, with no worries behind him, can only continue south, attack the Burning Flames Queen’s territory, forcing her army back to prevent her from truly occupying the Skeleton Dragon King and growing stronger.

At that time, what kind of situation we will face, I don’t need to say much more, right?"

"Brilliant, truly brilliant." The Dog Demon couldn’t help but raise his thumb paw, sincerely praising, "The master is indeed the first Chosen of Lady Strategy. Your strategy is truly brilliant. This is killing two birds with one stone, and we have hope of capturing two territories in one fell swoop.

At that time, it wouldn’t be as simple as just gaining a foothold here; it would be a leap to become the strongest lord on the Plains of Bone."

"There’s one more thing you need to remember." Gaven imparted everything, "The strategic plan is just a guideline for our next actions, but don’t be obsessed with it; rather, keep adjusting it constantly.

After all, we are not facing a group of mindless undead; their actions have great uncertainty."

"Understood." The Dog Demon nodded knowingly, "Our current strategic plan is based on current understanding, but the situation is ever-changing."

This was something involving the human heart, which he was quite adept at.

"Master, when do we start the operation?" The Dog Demon was eager to give it a try, already impatient to launch their grand strategic plan.

"Not yet, the three armies in the Dragon Bone Territory are still in the probing stage, not the best time yet!

When the time comes, I’ll let you know. Your task now is to assist Commander Dmitri, keep a close eye on the Corpse King’s army, and continue baiting them." Gaven waved his hand, "Go now, and report to me immediately if anything happens."

"I understand what to do." The Dog Demon licked his dog nose and eagerly teleported back to the front line.

Commander Dmitri’s current tactic was aptly called the fishing tactic.

Tightening a bit, loosening a bit.

If the Corpses King ignores them, they would immediately stick to them like a sticky plaster, continually nibbling at their army.

If the Corpses Army launched a comprehensive siege against them, they would immediately become more slippery than an eel, breaking up into smaller groups and playing hide and seek with them on the vast Plains of Bone.

The Corpses Army would blockade them for half a day, only to find that in the end, they hadn’t eliminated many enemies, and instead suffered significant losses in their own forces.

"What exactly is the origin of this Defiler? Being able to command the Undead Army to this extent is unheard of, it requires every army commander to have supreme intelligence and command ability.

This aspect has always been the biggest advantage for those of us in the Corpses Domain; even we couldn’t achieve this level."

"They carry a variety of Divine Power scents, currently identified are Undead and Slaughter, while another is very unfamiliar, something never heard before."

"Could it be a pawn thrown by a certain Evil God or Demon Lord, aiming to occupy the Plains of Bone?"

If it were a century ago, such a possibility did exist, after all, the Undead Monarch was dormant, and the Plains were unclaimed land. But now that our Monarch has returned, those who covet this place will invite endless retaliation, even those brainless Demon Lords have to consider."

"Could it be the Undead Overlord? After all, the other party possesses Undead Divine Power... is he trying to reclaim everything that belongs to him? After all, the Ghoul King, that fool, still hasn’t shown any intention of returning to the Overlord’s embrace."

"It’s not impossible, perhaps he is using this method to send a message to us, and to the Ghoul King..."

Within the Corpses Army, a group of Skeleton Lords were engaged in a heated debate.

Their appearance was exactly the same as Bradford and Herbert, each having three skeletal heads, adorned in luxurious mage robes, holding skeleton staffs, with rows of skeleton wands inserted at their waists, showcasing their uniqueness.

During the debate, their three skeletal heads were constantly changing positions, representing different views and cognizance.

"It’s not the Undead Monarch... the Undead Divine Power the other party possesses does not stem from the Undead Monarch... rather, it resembles the Undead Goddess of Revenge, the nemesis of the Undead Monarch, but not entirely the same; it lacks much of the power of revenge, instead, it blends perfectly with slaughter... which belongs to the domain of the God of Murder Bal..."