Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God

Even so, it far surpasses most Demon Lords.

During his ascension, he used the Giant Bone King as the bone, Baron Blood as the blood, and Slaughter Divine Power as the flesh, further enhancing his Divine Body, exuding majesty and perfection from the inside out.

However, the first thing everyone noticed about him was the enormous left hand at his head, matching the size of his head when clenched into a fist. It perfectly matched his body type, showcasing immense power.

When extended, the fingers were long yet powerful, symmetrically proportioned, with rounded nails, exceptionally lively, like a work of art.

Staring at him for a few more seconds, one couldn’t help but feel that he was meant to be like this, and that having a head instead would be absurd.

The Slaughter Left Hand’s response to the Queen of the Succubi was also quick and direct; with a sound of a slap, his left hand smacked the round behind of the Queen of the Succubi, "Going to Shendilawell is fine, but there’s one condition—this banquet must satisfy me enough, or I might change my mind."

"Naughty." The Queen of the Succubi was not even slightly annoyed; rather, she coquettishly glared as if flirting with a lover, "Rest assured, I will definitely not disappoint you."

For Micanthix, this was indeed a delightful surprise.

Her biggest fear was that the Slaughter Left Hand would not react to her seduction.

As long as there was a reaction, everything would be manageable.

Standing to the side, Gaven couldn’t help but clench his new left hand, as if sensing a surprising sensation.

He clearly saw just now that when it slapped the Queen of the Succubi’s round behind, there was a switch of hands—the head’s hand appeared in the left hand’s position, and the left hand appeared at the head’s position.

What he felt just now was the true sensation of the Slaughter Left Hand, as if he had slapped it himself—the connection between them was far more mysterious than Gaven had anticipated.

Compared to Gaven, the Slaughter Left Hand was clearly unabashed and directly did what he had long wanted to do.

"I am very much looking forward to it." The Slaughter Left Hand again expressed what was in Gaven’s heart.

Gaven could hardly imagine what would happen if the Slaughter Left Hand attended the Queen of the Succubi’s lustful banquet, and how it would affect him.

"I will be awaiting your arrival at Shendilawell." The Queen of the Succubi threw a coquettish glance at the Slaughter Left Hand and transformed into a stream of light and disappeared.

For Gaven, severing the hand for Divine Enthronement was no trivial matter, and she needed to fully utilize the relationship between the two, pulling him totally into her small circle. If she could seduce and capture him, that would be even better.

Watching the Queen of the Succubi leave, Gaven couldn’t help but remind: "Be careful of the Queen of the Succubi, don’t fall into her lust trap and become her slave of passion!"

"I’m already in the Abyss; what is there to fear?" The Slaughter Left Hand coldly retorted.

This question directly rendered Gaven silent.

The reason he maintained restraint was simply because he didn’t want to fall into the Endless Abyss permanently.

The Slaughter Left Hand was already in it; what else was there to consider?

"Now you can return to your beloved Felen; I’ll open the door for you." The Slaughter Left Hand directly issued an expulsion order to Gaven.

The Skeleton Volcano erupted once more, sending a massive fire pillar skyward.

After using Undead Slaughter Divine Power for Divine Enthronement, the Slaughter Left Hand became completely bound to the Undead Slaughter Territory, and his control over it reached new heights.

At the end of the fire pillar, bizarre scenes flashed by continuously.

Gaven had long used his own ability to forge a path home.

Homeward bound!

When that moment truly arrived, Gaven couldn’t help but glance around. He had initially thought he would be overjoyed, but a feeling of melancholy welled up instead.

After all, staying in one place for a long time easily breeds emotions, even if it is this cursed Endless Abyss.

But he wasn’t an ordinary person, so he wasn’t entangled in those emotions for long, and after calling out, he was the first to head towards the fire pillar of the Skeleton Volcano, followed closely by four figures — one head, one Shadow, one Wind Elf, and one Devil.

The fiercely burning flames surrounded them, causing no harm.

As Gaven walked into it, the ever-flashing colorful scenes at the end of the fire pillar stopped immediately, leaving only two alternating frames.

One was the dark manor castle at the crossroads.

One was the Crystal Tower in the dense jungle.

This represented the two teleportation destinations—Weizemay Manor in the Three Rivers Region and Mesnoel’s Tower of Dominion.

After all, this was the Bottomless Abyssal, and even with the Slaughter Left Hand’s full cooperation, despite Gaven’s official ascension as a Road Demigod, there were still probabilities involved in teleporting to the Material Plane. The more unfamiliar the place, the higher the chance of error, and vice versa.

And these two places were where Gaven was most confident; a success rate of one hundred percent couldn’t be guaranteed, but at least ninety-nine percent, because they had massive gravitational pull.

The two frames alternated just a few rounds before freezing on the Crystal Tower.

This teleportation was somewhat experimental; nobody knew what kind of momentum it would bring out, so choosing a secluded place was more appropriate.

Once the image completely froze, it wasn’t Gaven walking towards the Crystal Tower, but rather the Crystal Tower being drawn towards them by the fiery pillar, getting closer and closer.

Until it was so near that they only needed to take a step to enter it.

Without any hesitation, Gaven stepped in, and the others followed.