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Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God

Chapter 1855 - Capítulo 1855: 884: Shadow Assassination (Part 3)

Author: Eternal Night Knight
updatedAt: 2026-01-23

Capítulo 1855: Chapter 884: Shadow Assassination (Part 3)

It’s highly likely that this is a vanguard dispatched by the Felen Allied Forces, aiming to create chaos for them, delay their westward advance, and win time for their landings.

It could also be the secret forces of the Cesk Kingdom causing trouble for him. On this land, there lurks a religious organization known as the Shadow Master Guild, followers of the God of Thieves Marcus. This organization produces shadow assassins, and they don’t want this land to fall into the hands of the Tukan People either.

There’s also the possibility of the Laiserman people being relentless, clinging to them tightly. Those Laiserman witches aren’t skilled in using shadow power, but the young commander supporting them wields the undead shadow power, which is very similar to shadow power and inseparable.

“No, I don’t want to die, Mom, Dad, I don’t want to die.”

“You bunch of liars, you complete liars, you said that as long as we gave up resistance, you would spare our lives.”

“I curse you, I curse you to die a horrible death, I curse you all to die on this land, never to return home.”

Villagers from Twin Star Town pushed forward by the Tukan people cried loudly, pleading for mercy, cursing and swearing.

Neither Khan Yamun nor the Tukan people were moved, their expressions undisguised bloodthirsty and cruel, mocking them for actually believing in the promises of the wolves.

Wolves can never give up eating meat, that is their nature.

Especially just now, they were thrown into utter chaos by a group of hidden enemies and several monsters, a deeply shameful event.

This shame must be washed away with blood.

“Kill!”

With the order from Khan Yamun.

The executioners among the Tukan people raised their prairie scimitars high, falling like snow chains under the newly emerged sunlight.

Heads filled with endless fear and reluctance rose into the sky, blood spouting from their necks like small columns, an eerie beauty amidst the bloodiness.

In the air, Khan Yamun watched all of this coldly, waving a large hand, and the blood columns, along with the souls from the corpses, were forcibly extracted from their bodies, floated into the air, and transformed into a drizzling rain falling onto the Tukan people and the slave soldiers.

When the blood rain fell onto their bodies, it directly merged into their bodies, causing the fear in their eyes to completely disappear, replaced by boundless anger and bloodthirst.

Khan Yamun ordered the massacre of the city, not merely to vent anger, but also to carry out a slaughtering sacrifice, using this method to completely eliminate the fear within those soldiers, preventing the birth of a new Terror Demon.

Replacing it with another emotion is the most convenient way.

Once all of this was done, Khan Yamun loudly declared: “We have overcome the biggest hurdle in our westward advance, and ahead lie endless plains and countless cities filled with wealth awaiting us.

We are wolves from the great prairie, and they are just a bunch of weak lambs, ready for us to feast upon at will.

All cities captured along the path, no troops will be stationed to garrison, all wealth seized, I will not take a single penny, all will belong to the takers.

I will protect you as the Celestial Khan, invincible in attack, undefeated in battle!”

“Invincible in attack, undefeated in battle!”

“Invincible in attack, undefeated in battle!”

“Invincible in attack, undefeated in battle!”

The Tukan people howled in extreme excitement.

This is a typical use of both grace and power, with magical means and wealth stimuli working together, achieving consistent results.

Though Khan Yamun is brutal and ruthless, he always keeps his word, especially concerning wealth, always exceedingly generous, if he says he won’t take a penny, he certainly won’t keep even a copper coin for himself.

“Organize the army, move out at sunrise.” After Khan Yamun issued the command, he brought the whirlwind of slaughter flying rapidly northward.

For in that direction, there were cries and whistles of eagles, indicating that the Tukan Eagle Knights had made a discovery there, he instinctively felt it was related to the raid, and decided to personally go over and take a look.

Khan Yamun had barely left Twin Star Town for a few kilometers when he ran headlong into a group of Tukan Eagle Knights, asking directly: “What have you discovered?”

“Reporting to the Celestial Khan.” The leading Tukan Eagle Knight answered concisely, “Ten kilometers to the north, we discovered a new hard stone road, newly laid, through which the war chariot legion that once ambushed us on the lake has just passed.”

“They are so bold, daring to maneuver right under the nose of my grand army, so it seems the previous shadow assassination was their doing too, merely to cover their troop movements, making it impossible for us to dispatch troops to intercept them.” Instantly, Khan Yamun unraveled the sequence of events.

Leaving the Tukan Eagle Knight behind, he flew northward, soon finding the new road, a Tarthan road, not very wide, about four meters, barely enough to allow the enemy’s tower war chariot to speed along quickly.

Chasing wildly along this path, within no more than five kilometers, he saw a massive caravan, far exceeding normal in both beast and vehicle size, speeding forward along the ever-emerging road, its speed nearly matching that of galloping warhorses.

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