Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

Considering Dalton's infamous reputation, it seems like he's still lusting after Saint War Maiden's body and has issued a dirty invitation for group sex.

"That scumbag who kicks someone when they're down!"

Chinara was furious and decisively rejected Dalton's offer.

This surprised the minister of the Glorious Saints even more, as it was impossible for anyone within the Alliance to refuse his invitation.

Fortunately, Nolan and the others did not show up. If Dalton had known who was sitting in Disc No. 173, he probably wouldn't have given in so easily.

Geek!

The bottom hatch of the disc suddenly opened, a cage was brought into the room, and then it closed again.

The cage contained the saintess who had been ravaged by low-level magical beasts. Her body had been thoroughly cleaned, her insides were bare, and she had been dressed in an overly revealing suit of armor as a erotic outfit.

The War Maiden's eyes were lifeless, and she wore a rune chain around her neck. She lay helplessly on the ground, seemingly resigned to her fate.

Ever since the rainbow stripped Fenrir of all her earthly spirit, the strong and brave saintess has become an empty shell, and the collapse of her spiritual faith is even more devastating than the shattering of her self-esteem.

"this......."

The girls were filled with emotion; less than a day ago, this beautiful saint had been radiant and unapproachable.

Such a fate is far too cruel.

"Aunt Fenrui'er, are you alright?"

Chinara opened the cage, but she couldn't untie the collar around Fernail's neck.

The chains of the Trident slave market are all made of magical runes, making it impossible for slaves to rebel against their masters. To date, no one has tried to unlock this security measure.

As Zinora cradled Fenrui's tall body on the bed, she inadvertently noticed the bright red slave mark on the back of Fenrui's neck, and her eyes widened in shock.

Once marked with the trident, one can never change their status as a slave for life, and will be met with strange looks wherever they go.

"Qi...Nora?"

A glimmer of light returned to Fenrui's eyes, and her voice was hoarse, "What are you doing here?"

"It's a long story, but I'll take you away from here right away."

"Leave here? Where to go? Where can I go now...?"

Fenrui'er smiled bitterly, staring blankly at the sword hanging at Baihe's waist. She lunged forward and drew the sword, wanting to end her tragic fate, but before the blade touched her neck, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head, as if she had been electrocuted, and released the sword hilt, falling onto the bed and laughing shrilly.

"Heh...heh heh, there's nowhere in this world left that can accommodate me..."

This scene shocked everyone. Seeing the saintess's miserable appearance, the girls couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Would the gods they worship do such cruel things to them?

"No! I can't die yet!"

Fenrui'er's delicate body convulsed as she struggled to her feet and grabbed Zinora's hand.

"Please, take me to that man! There are some things I absolutely need to understand!"

"Who?"

The little princess was a little confused.

The Valkyrie roared hoarsely, "It's that monster who stole everything from me!"

Zinora looked at Nolan with a troubled expression, while the silver-haired girl smiled silently, resting her chin on her hand, seemingly lost in thought.

This big-breasted, brainless woman ruined one of Asteria's foreshadowings. Now, that fragment of divinity has flown to who-knows-where, and it's only right that she's being punished.

Losing power means losing one's usefulness, and the outcome is the same for everyone.

The Holy Alliance is such a real place, ugly in a charming way.

That's probably what makes humans so interesting.

After roaring for a while, Fenruier collapsed onto the bed and fainted; she was extremely exhausted.

Now, there's an added burden in the team, a burden of 160 million~

Nolan smacked his lips. With this money, he could have bought a plane as fertile as Iselan as the birthplace of his faith, but instead he got a piece of trash. What a huge loss!

However, Asteria is very good at choosing her mascots. Putting aside their strength, the Saint War Maidens' figures and appearances are one in a million, and they are alluring from any angle.

Even Nolan couldn't help but stare for a while longer, only to be glared at fiercely by Messiah.

The auction venue had not yet opened, so everyone could only drift in the neon-lit space to kill time.

In addition to the arena area, there are also casino areas and illusion gardens around it. Everything you can imagine is here, and even things you can't imagine are also in the illusion world.

Bloodshed and violence are everywhere, mostly novel and exotic acts that the young girls have never heard of before. The Trident Club satisfies the various exotic needs of the powerful and wealthy.

The students in St. Lenza were truly amazed by what they saw, their faces flushed and they couldn't bear to watch.

Nolan sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, flipping through the menu, seemingly sighing and lamenting the corruption and evil of the Holy Alliance.

But my true feelings are...

so good!

If I had money, I'd do that too!

180. The grand finale

After a long wait, the grand stage in the center of the neon-lit space finally opened.

The opening of the auction attracted everyone's attention, with many guests arriving in Avalon to see for themselves whether the legendary artifact lived up to its reputation.

The vermilion-colored venue resembled a grand theater, with a massive red trident standing in the center of the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Trident Club!"

A sexy blonde bunny girl greeted them softly, while countless musical instruments floated in the air, spontaneously playing under the guidance of a secret technique, welcoming all the distinguished guests who had come from afar.

Nolan drove the disc to a stop in a dark corner of the massive theater, keenly sensing the presence of many powerful individuals around him.

There are thirteen Saints alone... and countless high-level soul fluctuations...

They all came for the divine artifact?

Strangely, the beautiful goddess-king, whose mind was limited by poverty, did not notice any powerful fluctuations.

Are the divine artifacts defined by humans the same as those of the Supreme Divine Court?

Could it be that some unknown minor deity touched it and it became a divine artifact...?

Nolan shook her head. She had a lot of Void artifacts, but very few of them could truly be called Chaos artifacts.

It should be dark outside by now, and time has become a blurred concept here. It seems that many people prefer to stay inside and indulge in pleasure.

The girls, however, felt out of place here and were filled with hatred.

Unfortunately, the so-called divine artifact always makes its appearance last, as the grand finale.

After exchanging pleasantries, the bunny girl clapped her hands, causing a recess to appear beneath the stage, revealing a row of transparent safes.

The Trident Merchant Guild presented a wide variety of carefully selected goods at the event, a truly unique and extraordinary selection.

Among the items were weapons and magical armor, as well as scrolls and ancient books. Exquisite ancient Elven artworks could fetch a considerable sum, sparking fierce bidding.

At this moment, the lingering golden disc descended upon the venue and stopped next to everyone's room. The mechanical dome above the room was completely open, revealing its luxurious interior structure.

Dalton gathered here with several dashing young men, a smug smile on his face. Beside him were beautiful alien war slaves kneeling on the ground like dogs, each disheveled and with intoxicated eyes, completely tamed by the potion.

They had just finished a "dinner" and were looking refreshed, pipes dangling from their lips as they waited for their desired items.

Dalton beckoned to room No. 173 with a defiant look; this invitation was anything but friendly.

It's a pity we didn't get to taste the Saint War Maiden, but the real main course is yet to come.

"This fly is really annoying, can I kill it?"

Catherine squinted, her amber eyes fixed on the followers of the Temple of War, as if considering how many seconds it would take to capture them.

"sure!"

Nolan said casually, still browsing the large menu, and his mouth almost watered when he saw several female orcs from the cow tribe.

It's simply pure bliss!

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You might not believe it, but the Lord of Chaos is growing increasingly fond of the Holy Alliance!

This joke made Mengmeng and Baihe chuckle. If things were really that simple, Dalton would have been torn to pieces by the girls of St. Lenza long ago.

However, Catherine was not joking. She suddenly stood up, her skin crystallizing, and Messiah quickly embraced her.

"It's a great pity that if he were dead, none of us would have left Lieyang City alive today."

As they spoke, the auction items on the stage changed again.

The bunny girl held a long, light blue whip in her hand, lashing the air with a crackling sound.

The host introduced the product in a sweet voice, showering it with praise and exaggeration, until finally a fool offered a price.

Lily smiled and said, "It's a level nine water attribute magic armor, but it's an offensive type. All the rune effects are additional elemental damage. It must be the work of a high-level magic craftsman."

The only water elementalist here was Messiah, who yawned, clearly unimpressed.

If it were a beautiful crystal shoe or a sparkling microphone, the Starry Night Diva might be more interested; offensive secret techniques are not in her dictionary.

The items up for auction on stage are all high-quality, with a starting price that is never less than one million, and often ending up costing tens of millions.

During this time, Mengmeng also participated in the Magic Armor event and took a fancy to an eleventh-tier Magic Armor Armor with an extremely amazing defensive amplitude.

The War Bear Girl is passionate about hand-to-hand combat and loves close-quarters fighting, so she also relies heavily on high-level martial arts skills and equipment.

Unfortunately, that masterpiece was sold for 25 million, and Mengmeng could only hug Baihe and wail.

This occasion seemed too early for the wealthy young woman from Saint Lenza, who was surrounded by nobles from the Holy Alliance capital and countless powerful dimensional lords.

Chinara took good care of Fenrui'er, occasionally seeing a few expensive items that caught her eye but too embarrassed to ask.

Her Highness is currently out of the house and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she has no money.

Besides, Her Majesty the Queen hasn't sent anyone to find her for so long; she must be angry!