Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God

The invisible might emanating from him not only suppressed the Corpse Giants, who were twice as tall and robust, but even made General Sethstein appear as insignificant as a star by the bright moon.

This Titan Skeleton was none other than the ruler of the Giant Bone Domain, the Giant Bone King.

With the Dragon Bone Domain’s war constantly advancing, he had to leave his old lair, Giant Skull Castle, to personally command at the front line.

Because the upcoming conflict would not only affect the Dragon Bone Domain but could potentially trigger a comprehensive war across the entire Plains of Bone, even the 422nd Plane, forcing all Undead to be caught in the turmoil.

The Giant Bone King was not afraid of war, but he feared not being able to achieve the maximum benefit from it, to emerge as one of the victors.

Both the Giant Bone King and General Sethstein focused on the Soul Pool below their feet.

This Soul Pool constantly churned and fluctuated, divided into white and red, where lifelike skeleton figurines kept shifting positions.

It was a war sandbox simulating the ongoing battles within the Dragon Bone Domain, happening in real-time.

The use of this power transcended simple Skeleton Manipulation and touched upon the law-level of the Plains of Bone.

In normal times, even the Giant Bone King, who had mastered divine-level skeleton manipulation, couldn’t achieve such a degree.

But as the Defiler frantically expanded their territory within the Plains of Bone, the resistance power in the area grew stronger, allowing the Giant Bone King to tap into increasingly significant power.

However, the Giant Bone King felt no joy because the Plains of Bone treated everyone equally, allowing other High Tier Undead Lords to also tap into this power.

"The enemy is luring us deeper, consuming our forces in their territory, thereby increasing their Soul concentration while effectively weakening our army.

Once the Dragon Bone Domain’s forces are severely weakened, they will counterattack, not only devouring this army but potentially rampaging all the way to the Dragon Tomb of the Skeleton Dragon King, dismantling his tomb." General Sethstein stated confidently.

He had a familiar feeling about this tactic but couldn’t recall where or when he’d seen it before.

As he attempted to delve deeper into the matter, the Ribcage Helmet on his head involuntarily contracted, piercing deeper into his brain and soul, the soul-tearing pain forced him to drop his inquiry.

"I know." The Giant Bone King was well aware of the tactic’s prowess, absorbing General Sethstein’s memory made him feel as though he had personally experienced the battlefield.

"Then what are we waiting for?" The pain slightly subsiding, General Sethstein, filled with fighting spirit, declared, "As soon as you command, my lord, I will lead the troops in to drag Imran from his Dragon Tomb and make him submit at my lord’s feet, merging the two domains, ensuring my lord’s ascension to become the King of Skeleton in the Plains of Bone’s future."

"You’re oversimplifying; you think we’re the only ones watching this war?" The Giant Bone King replied coldly, "Putana has already returned to her domain from the front lines.

Aldridge, that Old Lich, is starting to move his forces towards the center of the Plains of Bone.

Even Doreisan seems to have caught the scent of war’s decay. His elite army, the Abyssal Ghouls, have departed Fang King’s Court, setting out towards the Plains of Bone to partake in this war feast.

Do you really think Imran’s a fool?

His hesitation to mobilize his army is over concerns that we’ll tail him.

Whoever moves first will find themselves embroiled in the Dragon Bone Domain’s elite army warfare mire, giving others opportunities, they may not necessarily attack the Dragon Bone Domain, but instead, choose to act against us."

"Is my lord referring to Aldridge, the Old Lich?" General Sethstein instantly grasped the Giant Bone King’s idea.

"Indeed." The Giant Bone King’s Soul Fire flickered with intelligence, "His Corpses Domain doesn’t directly border the Dragon Bone Domain.

To invade this territory, he must first defeat the Defiler.

That Old Lich is famously cunning, unlikely to tackle such thankless endeavors; he may very likely target the territory embroiled first with Imran’s main force." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

This was a balance game.

Whoever disrupts this balance first will suffer.

"But if we all harbor such thoughts and remain inactive, won’t it just provide an opportunity for the Defiler? What if he attacks Imran’s Dragon Tomb first?" General Sethstein was unsure why he feared the Defiler so profoundly.

His subconscious alerted him that it posed the greatest instability; mishandling it could lead to their defeat.

"Where do you think Imran’s main forces are? Surely, they’re all holed up near his Dragon Tomb. Even if the Defiler overwhelmed this force, he couldn’t breach the Tomb in a short time; Imran isn’t weak enough to crumble at a single blow."

The Giant Bone King couldn’t help but sigh inwardly, while the Rib Puppetry was useful, it posed significant side effects on the recipient.

In the short term, it drastically reduced Intelligence just like a Diminishing Spell.