Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

"It's just like it, it's extremely similar."

Nolan lifted Roselyn's chin, his smile widening.

Those crimson eyes grew even deeper, like two unfathomable black holes, slowly drawing her in...

"Indeed, wars among mortals are always inseparable from the instigation of the Supreme Divine Court. At first, it may have just been a little game for the gods, and they may have even placed some bets, preparing to watch the show from their high positions, but they never expected to be so deeply involved."

Nolan's eyes were mocking; none of this escaped the gaze of Chaos. It's just that sometimes the greasy little lesbian's memory isn't very good, and he often needs to use other things to carefully recall things.

None of the gods who joined this game fared well; some died, some were injured, some recovered, while others never recovered, and their followers gradually weakened as well.

Night Mother and Night Elf naturally became the discarded pawns of the Heavenly Father in his manipulation of the demon race. Even their own kind considered them traitors. In the end, Night Mother, who failed to replace Cantimiius, also failed to give the Heavenly Father any good treatment.

Thinking back on it carefully, the entertainment industry is really messy!

However, at least they are still alive, but the elemental goddess is in a terrible state.

The Time Dragon, who did absolutely nothing, became the biggest winner. As the saying goes, not fighting is the same as gaining points.

With everyone dropping ranks, the stagnant Loli Dragon naturally replaced the Heavenly Father and became the new leader of the three giants.

The eerie smile on the silver-haired girl's face made Roseline a little uneasy; to the Demon King, this was simply incomprehensible.

She... Serantia, the last queen of the Dark Clan, is actually afraid of a human!?

Roseline finally couldn't hold back and asked the question: "You said I know about these great gods, but what about the Destroyer of All Realms?"

"Emptiness, deathly silence, as boring as ever."

Nolan's answer was so understated, which is the impression that chaos leaves on the world.

Whether it's the goddess of elements or the heavenly father, Asteria or the Eternal Time Dragon, no matter how the deck is shuffled, they will always be accompanied by an unchanging name.

One of the three eternal giants, the Chaos God King.

As Nolan said, the past cannot be retrieved. It doesn't matter how Asteria killed a god and became queen with a mortal body, nor does it matter how the black and white demons, who were capable of dominating the world, were gradually killed by the Night Mother and the Heavenly Father.

It's even more meaningless to explain how the hardworking and meritorious Night Elves were wrongly blamed and banished from the Skymark Continent by the High Elves; only the weak would hold grudges over the past.

The gods are all monsters, liars, and executioners; faith and mortals are merely their toys.

Of course, there are also some adorable monsters who pamper their toys and cherish them immensely.

For example, the Destroyer of All Realms, a brainless, yet powerful, silly, beautiful female god-king who doesn't need to use her brain at all~

245. But

Nolan, having nothing better to do, spends all his time teasing the Demon King, often infuriating people to the point of letting slip what's going on.

The invincible one here wasn't idle either. Now that he had his own territory and subordinates, he naturally wanted to establish a holy site of faith!

The Chaotic Throne in Saint Lensa is overflowing with members, and with the two powerful senior students, Lin Dichen and Yelu, leading the team, the expedition has yielded fruitful results. Although it is not as good as Frozen Valley and Nightingale, it can still be considered a second-tier large club.

Princess Mary lost to Nolan and settled down on the Chaotic Throne. Meanwhile, Mei Ruo and Firevine Ban also grew a lot during their trials and became highly promising newcomers.

The Black Knight was not satisfied and tried every means to find partners to open branches in other planes of the Star Alliance School.

The fertile territory under Lockrean's name was also acquired by Invincible. The next day, he sent Fenrir to inspect it and build a temple to worship the great and beautiful goddess king.

There are few native inhabitants and not many resources for adventurers to explore, so the population is sparse.

Invincible racked his brains, first capturing many powerful magical beasts and throwing them into his territory, then setting up a barrier to prevent them from coming out and hurting people, which he named the Riddle Forest in a mysterious way, and also dumping garbage floating in the void into the plane whenever he had nothing to do.

The Lost Currents are full of treasures, and the news that someone found them and sold them for a high price has caused a stir. The news that this plane is full of treasures has spread to all branches of the Adventurers' Guild.

The news of powerful magical beasts and treasures attracted many bounty hunters. The wealthy and resourceful God-King built city-states in the name of the Astral Consortium, welcoming all races to settle there. He also abolished the toll fees for travel between sub-planes, making his business very successful.

The icy landscapes of Bandari are also beloved by the dwarves. Under the leadership of the Holy One [Firestorm], more and more of their people have settled there and come under the rule of the Throne of Chaos. The Holy Alliance is somewhat dissatisfied with this, but there is nothing they can do about it.

A large group of dwarves carried hammers and drank wine every day, looking at the temple in the Frostholdt Hall. They saw each other all the time and gradually got used to the existence of the Throne of Chaos.

The fierce dwarves completely took this place as their home, building countless bunkers and showing no fear of the barbarians from the polar day snowfields barging in.

On this day, the Holy Alliance finally could not hold back any longer and sent an envoy with the decree of the Crimson Lotus King to take over the territory.

It was our old friend Feller from the Glorious Saints who came. These bastards failed to get the kill, but when they returned, they attributed the victory over the evil commander Shaye to Prince Dalton's brilliant strategy. They couldn't fool the Free Federation, but they gained a lot of popular support in the Holy Alliance.

At such a time, whichever king could triumph over the abyss would be the will of the people. Many young nobles were eager to try their luck, completely unaware of just how serious the consequences of the death of King Huangyan would be.

Feller led a squad of a thousand men through the portal to the gates of Frostgold Fortress.

The soldiers clad in flame-patterned armor were all high-ranking warriors and sorcerers under the command of the Crimson Lotus King. To call it a discussion was a bit of an exaggeration; it was clearly an act of bullying.

Not to mention the dwarven civilians living in the fortress, the elite troops under the [Fire of Calamity] Saint were still recovering from their injuries, and there were only a little over 10,000 who could withstand the attacks and fight, with an average strength of only the sixth or seventh rank. How could they be a match for them?

When Mario Redbeard heard that military horses had entered the country, he was startled and his first reaction was to rush into the Temple of Chaos to find the dwarf servants to call for reinforcements!

[The Blazing Fire] The saint, of course, did not open the city gate. He jumped down from the watchtower, walked to Feller, and looked up at the young man on horseback.

"What?"

Feller cleared his throat. If he weren't the nephew of the Crimson Lord, he wouldn't have had the chance to do such a simple and easy task. He glanced at the previously arrogant dwarf and said leisurely in Common, "Lord Mario, the Bandari plane is legally the territory of the Crimson Lord. We have sent out several messages without receiving a response, so we have no choice but to come and reclaim it in person. Please lead your people to evacuate the plane immediately."

After his recent setback, Feller has learned his lesson and is now speaking politely, lest the hot-tempered bearded man smash him flat with a hammer.

"Nonsense! We snatched this place back from the devil!"

Mario shook his head.

“That’s right. Before the demon invasion, this plane belonged to the powerful Crimson Lotus King of the Holy Alliance. Now that the demons have been driven out, it should naturally return to Lady Heloise. We are very grateful for your assistance!”

"But this is where we snatched it back from the devil!"

Ferrer rolled his eyes. "I know, so the Duke is willing to reciprocate with equal compensation, as long as you return Bandari."

"I understand everything you're saying, but this place was snatched back from the devil!"

Mario looked completely innocent, while Ferrer looked utterly bewildered. He then exclaimed in despair, "This is the territory of the Crimson Lord! Even if you reclaimed it from the demons, it doesn't mean it's your territory, understand?!"

"Huh? But this place, this place, we snatched it back from the devil! Are you stupid?"

Mario stroked his beard, feeling a bit overwhelmed. How could this idiot be so unreasonable?

"#@￥%..."

Feller was so angry he almost cursed at a saint. Another slick-haired, cream-faced knight next to him took off his helmet and said disdainfully, "Just charge into Frostgold Fortress and drive the dwarves out. Kill them all if they resist. Why waste words with them!"

"Wow, quite the boast!"

[Calamity Fire] The saint's eyes widened.

"Watch your words, you lowly dwarf! You are speaking to the Radiant Priest of the Septian Temple, the [White Lotus] Saint, Baron Sid!"

The Cream Knight, whose armor gleamed without a single scratch, drew his longsword, the weapon imbued with light elemental energy. This magical armor, including the longsword, was of considerable value.

What's remarkable is that this young man, who has just gained favor and been granted a noble title by the Crimson Lotus King, actually possesses Saint-level strength. He has quite a background, but his soul is a bit weak, making him incomparable to a seasoned veteran like Mario.

But... what is the name of this proverb?

How could a perfectly normal grown man end up with the same name as a top courtesan in a brothel?

Mario burst into laughter, pointing at the Baron and shouting, "White-white Saint? Really? Which god was so clever as to give you such a title? Ahahahahahaha!"

"presumptuous!"

West Germany was furious, as if its tail had been stepped on, and what it hated most was being accused of being a gigolo.

Although, that is true.

The soldiers behind him drew their weapons and staffs, pointing them at the unreasonable dwarves, ready to fight at any moment.

Feller shrank back and immediately hid in the back row, not daring to utter a sound.

The effeminate knight is now a favorite of the red-faced king, even more favored by his aunt than by himself. It is said that he even gave Sid a piece of holy light element magic crystal for cultivation, which is why he was forced to rely on spending money to reach the holy rank.

At this moment, Feller only regretted that he wasn't handsome enough to get into his aunt's bed, otherwise he would be the one being crowned a saint now!

After all, the Crimson Lotus Queen was a renowned beauty in the Holy Alliance when she was young; it's only natural to keep such a beauty within the family.

246. Falling in love with your ugly self

The pretty-boy saint drew his cross sword, which was engulfed in holy flames and burned fiercely, causing the wind and snow to recede. It looked pretty cool, but this kind of saint, who was essentially just a pretty face after spending money on in-game purchases, was probably no match for a battle-hardened quasi-saint in actual combat.

"Kneel down immediately beneath the battle banner of the Crimson Lotus King and beg for the Holy Alliance's forgiveness, or face death!"

The nobles of the Holy Alliance never disappoint in their ability to be disheartening; they dare not confront evil directly, but they are masters at oppressing the common people.

Mario's eyes widened, and he shouted angrily, "Oh, I see, you're blackmailing me!"

"Hmph, over your own strength!"

Sid snorted coldly, but secretly beckoned with his finger, signaling the Crimson Lotus Guards to go forward, while he himself stood in the crowd, brandishing his sword and showing off.

Does he have absolutely no intention of taking matters into his own hands?

Mario squeezed his warhammer, his eyes blazing with fire, the intense heat instantly turning the hammer red-hot. "Trying to cause trouble, huh? Bullying the few with the many, huh? Well then, I won't hold back!"

Numerous high-ranking warriors stood ready, their secret techniques, barriers, and battle formations protecting against the explosive power of the [Calamity Fire] Saint.

Unexpectedly, the red-bearded dwarf whistled, covered his head, and fled into Frostgold Fortress.

Only a fool would rush in alone and get ganged up on!

The soldiers were stunned. Just as they were about to charge the fortress gate, a wave of palpitations washed over them, and Bandari's Unending Frost came to an abrupt halt.

"That is?"

In the distance, a magnificent warhorse, entirely black, slowly emerged from the wind and snow, galloping through the void on black flames, passing unimpeded through the secondary plane barrier.

A slender woman, clad in heavy armor, rode a fully armed warhorse. She was tall, beautiful, and exceptionally valiant.

That resolute and heavy figure looked strangely familiar, with curly brown hair and a good figure, but the rainbow emblem of the Seven Luminaries Temple was no longer hanging on his chest. Every soldier in the Holy Alliance Array was familiar with him.

Sid's lips moved, and he exclaimed in horror, "Fenrui'er? How could she be here!"

The name of Fenrir, known as the "Heroic One," is renowned throughout the alliance. Many people are still somewhat wary of her, even though they have heard that the unapproachable woman has been stripped of her elemental blessing by the goddess, becoming a forsaken one and sold into slavery as a worthless waste.

"Do you think I have no one to protect me?"

Mario, beaming with pride, blew his beard and shouted at the gang leader, "That's them! They're here to collect protection money!"