Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

The consequences of going home for this holiday will be very serious...

"How wonderful! If only I had the talent to draw runes, I could easily make a few sets of high-level magic armor and buy a saintess to take home as my wife!"

Messiah chuckled softly, "Luckily, Yarrow isn't here."

However, the big star wasn't lying. Becoming a magician, even at a low to mid-level, would earn one the respect and attention of countless powerful forces.

It's way more lucrative than being a federal idol!

The others laughed too. Similar to magicians and pharmacists, an excellent secondary profession would be of great help to oneself, while making money was secondary.

If they have the talent to become a magic craftsman, they can create magical armor with the most suitable attributes.

Most of the world's most renowned magic craftsmen possess strength above the Saintly level, having made initial contact with the language of the gods, before they can attempt to construct runes for materials.

There are indeed gifted individuals who can draw runes even before reaching the Saint Realm, but they are extremely rare. There are no more than two such individuals in the entire Star Alliance School, and they are all prominent figures on campus.

For these young women, the idea of ​​instantly acquiring a secondary-level talent was nothing short of a pipe dream.

After listening, Nolan wiped the drool from his mouth and casually said, "You want to learn? I'll teach you!"

Lily and Mengmeng were stunned, staring in astonishment at the adorable little witch who was breathing rapidly and looking dazed.

"You can craft magical armor?"

Messiah pouted, her pretty face full of disbelief.

Nolan withdrew her drooling, infatuated expression, and puffed out her chest in dissatisfaction. "Have you forgotten who I am?"

"Yes, yes, yes, Almighty God!"

The blue-haired girl rolled her eyes, then pounced on Nolan, baring her teeth and claws, and kissed her on the cheek.

The more you repeat certain truths, the less the naive girls will believe them.

Just then, a piercing roar rang out from the center of the stage, attracting the attention of the Dragon Princess.

The atmosphere in the auction hall seemed to have reached a fever pitch, with the value of the goods increasing with age. At this moment, a huge cage appeared alone in the auction hall, covered by a black curtain.

There seemed to be some ferocious monster locked in a cage, its cries were mournful.

Suddenly, a burst of light appeared, and scorching flames erupted from inside the cage, burning away the black cloth and revealing the true appearance of the auction item.

181. Guardian of the Holy Judgment

Jet-black scales, sharp claws and teeth.

What appeared in everyone's sight was a dragon!

Wow!

The atmosphere was lively, with many nobles peeking out from inside the disc, trying to get a closer look.

Without a doubt, this is a true dragon, unlike the lizard-like earth dragons and hybrid sub-dragons, only a bit smaller.

"This is a pureblooded black dragon cub, captured by a bounty hunter from Flamebringer Peak in the Splendid Valley."

The bunny girl grabbed the rune chain around the baby dragon's neck, pulled it out of its cage, and spun it around the stage so everyone could see it clearly.

The dragon cub kept crying out in anguish, but it was unable to break free; its cries were shrill and mournful.

The nobles and lords discussed it animatedly, the discs flashed, and the price was raised frequently.

If it were a dragon egg, it would be worth even more!

Many people are still dreaming of becoming dragon riders. Perhaps if future dragons could develop a bond from a young age, they could succeed.

Only Catherine knew it was futile. Dragons were not dogs; they were predators at the top of the pyramid. A lowly ant could never gain the approval of the dragon race.

Click!

Catherine crushed the chair armrests.

Long Ji squinted her eyes, tapped the magic crystal screen, and joined the competition, her gloomy dragon aura constantly emanating from her delicate body.

Chinara was somewhat frightened; it seemed as if the dormitory head might revert to her true form at any moment and burn this unclean place to the ground.

Protecting the people of the Valley of Splendor is Catherine's duty. The price has been raised to fifty million and she is still following suit. Prince Dalton in the next room, although he doesn't want to, still interferes from time to time, adding only one gold coin each time, which makes the Dragon Princess even more irritable.

The black dragon cub was eventually sold for 80 million, slightly higher than its market value. The last time, the agate dragon egg was only 95 million and was taken home by a king.

This is the second wild spending spree after the Arena's extravagant spending, and many people are focusing their attention on Room No. 173 with great curiosity.

Such a grand gesture must be at least from a prime plane lord, right?

Little did they know that there wasn't just one person bidding, but a group of wealthy women in extremely bad moods.

Everyone in the room was in a bad mood and looked terrible.

Mengmeng and Baihe were heartbroken for not getting a picture of their beloved magical costumes, while Chinara and Ekaterina looked like they had just swallowed a fly.

I arrived in Lieyang City but didn't get anything done; instead, I spent all my money in a bunch of messy places. This trip was a complete disaster!

The young ladies lost all interest in the upcoming auction and became withdrawn, until they were awakened by an explosion.

boom!

The black dragon cub had been brought to the private room. The pitiful little cub rushed into Ekaterina's arms as soon as it saw her. Now, still in shock, it was startled and desperately tried to squeeze into the deep cleavage of the dragon princess's chest.

Smoke billowed around the stage, and a large hole had been made to attract attention. Several strong, high-ranking warriors were carrying something enormous up from the bottom of the stage.

"Sorry to keep you all waiting!"

The bunny girl winks seductively, hinting at a long-awaited, priceless treasure to come.

Is this the divine artifact?

A colorless stone slab?

Zinora looked up and saw only a sharply defined crystal, like a huge fragment of something.

"This is a spatial barrier. When we discovered it, we didn't understand what solidified space meant until we found what was hidden inside!"

Fragments of the spatial barrier?

How can it be!

The doubts were incessant, and there were countless strong contenders in the arena.

Space is something that exists between the intangible and the tangible, isolating all realms from each other in the void universe, and what can shape it are the rare space element messengers.

When the beacon opens a channel for teleportation between the two worlds, the space around the wormhole will dissipate and dissolve, making it impossible for any tangible spatial energy to exist, which violates the laws of elements.

"Please be patient, everyone. The real artifact is locked within the fault line of this spatial rift!"

Upon closer inspection, everyone could indeed vaguely see something flat reflecting neon light within the huge spatial interlayer.

A hexagonal shield?

“At first, we also found it hard to understand, but every time we tried to break through the spatial constraints, the attack was completely bounced back. It’s hard to imagine what kind of dramatic changes would occur if we wanted to completely break through the solidified space and take out what was inside.”

To prove what the host said, a staff member slowly went on stage and carefully chanted a secret technique over the crystal.

"Freezing fire!"

A fire dragon of elementals rushed toward the spatial crystal, but was absorbed into it the instant it touched the barrier and disappeared.

Huh?

Mengmeng rubbed her eyes in surprise.

After a while, the colorless crystal gradually turned red and became scorching hot. The roaring fire dragon condensed again and rushed out of the crystal to return the dragon to its original form!

Zzz...

If the staff hadn't torn open the scroll in time and unfurled a water shield, the person would have evaporated on the spot.

"My God!"

Many powerful figures stared intently, never having witnessed such a bizarre phenomenon, as if a shield possessed the inherent laws of a saint.

That could only be the magical power of the shield inside!

"Even attacks from saints will be returned indiscriminately. Please believe us. Many researchers have suffered great losses in experiments, or even died by their own hands."

The bunny girl stuck out her tongue and said seriously, "This incredible law cannot be explained except by the power of the gods, so the president named this divine shield... the Guardian of Holy Judgment!"

The Trident Club was in an uproar, and most of the people believed it immediately, waiting for the starting bid to appear.

Lily rested her chin on her hand, pondered for a moment, and then laughed, "Well, so this spatial fragment is actually impossible to break open. At least no one in the Holy Alliance can open it. No wonder it was put up for auction."

If anyone could wield the power of the artifact, would the Trident Merchant Guild be willing to hand it over to someone else?

"That's right! Even saints can't open it, so what's the point of buying it! To keep it as a family heirloom for warding off evil?"

Mengmeng slapped her forehead, her mind suddenly clearing up. Was the Trident Chamber of Commerce collecting the most expensive "intelligence tax" in history?

It scammed people, but it didn't cheat them.

Nolan remained silent, his expression revealing emotion.

That was indeed a divine artifact, or rather, it used to be.

The crystal at the center of the hexagonal refraction shield was dull and devoid of runic power, signifying that its owner was dead and could no longer unleash its full potential.

That's really interesting...

With a snap of her fingers, the price appeared on the magic crystal screen, with a starting bid of 300 million!

Many powerful individuals hesitated; those capable of challenging the reflective fragments were no fools.

If the experts of the Trident Merchant Guild can't open it, how can they possibly obtain the Holy Judgment Guardian, even at the cost of sacrificing decades of profits from their respective planes?

Ekaterina pondered, "The Trident Merchant Guild must have studied this for a long time and confirmed that no one could touch the shield before resorting to this desperate measure."

"That's not necessarily true!"

Messiah's eyes darted around. She glanced at Nolan's strange look, then at the shield, and made a decisive move. She placed her small hand directly on the screen and launched the first attack!

Zinora's eyes widened. "Are you crazy?"

Messiah shook his head, his smile eerie.