Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God

Chapter 1668: 822: War Accord (2)

Chapter 1668: Chapter 822: War Accord (2)Before last year, I always thought that to become a god, one must study the Law of Death in this world, which would grant me more powerful undead strength.

But I never realized that the ever-increasing undead power in me was not from studying the Law of Death, but from the undead clan members transformed around me.

If I had known earlier that the more souls intercepted around me, the greater the strength I would have, I would have already raised my own God Kingdom.”

In the calm tone, there wasn’t the slightest fluctuation.

Yet Gaven heard profound regret from it.

Evidently, the other party neglected the basics, wasting several thousand years.

Gaven simply couldn’t imagine how powerful a group of undying existences would be after accumulating souls for thousands of years.

Either, as he said, he had already raised his own God Kingdom and stepped into the ranks of All Gods.

Or he was exterminated by the corresponding True Gods.

But for many things, there are no ifs; missed is missed.

Gaven earnestly helped Duokong analyze, “From the very beginning, you chose a narrow path. You Giants are of the Everlasting Kind, with low birth rates and not a desperate need for undead state, especially you Stone Giants.hing,” Duokong helped Gaven add, “Transforming into an undead state doesn’t require the person’s consent. As long as wars are frequent, obtaining souls is not hard. Isn’t that what you do?”

“That’s indeed true,” Gaven did not deny, “Being forced into war and deliberately provoking one are entirely different concepts. If you offend too many, even before the gods come for you, you’d be destroyed by mortal enemies.”

“We already have a reason to start a war, on the Giant Plains.”

Gaven caught the hint, surprised, “You want to harvest the souls of the Monster race on the Giant Plains?”

“After the war, the land is yours, the souls are mine, and we’re even.” Duokong’s words were infinitely calm but decided the life and death of countless people.

After hearing the other’s proposal, Gaven fell into silence, because the conditions proposed were completely beyond his expectations.

Upon careful thought, it was also reasonable.

The Council of Death Chiefs led by Duokong wasn’t attached to territory, evident from their long lurking in the Dark Domain under the Giant Run Mountain Range.

Everything they did was to serve Duokong in acquiring greater power. In the eyes of this Great Chieftain of the Undying Stone Giants, souls were most important, and more crucial than that were a lot of souls.

The Giant Plains, with its many giant intelligent beings, was the best choice.

He wanted to use Gaven’s knife to reap them all at once.

And for Gaven, this was an opportunity, a chance to completely conquer the Giant Plains.

If the mastermind behind the enemy stood with him on the same front, this battle was won without loss. The price paid was merely the enemy’s souls.

There might be no more profitable business in the world.

Upon complete understanding, Gaven nodded, “This is a deal I can make, but there’s a condition. The timing of the war is up to me. My soldiers and the Hobgoblins’ souls belong to me, the rest are yours.”

“Too complicated, I only give you a year.” Duokong presented his condition, “A year later, regardless of whether you’re ready, my army will come. If you can’t even hold back those monsters, it proves you’re unqualified to deal with me, and all agreements are void. Only if you win the war can we proceed with the next trade.”