Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

The giant scythe trembled slightly, and the despair power contained within it made Gana and Fenrir tremble uncontrollably.

The two looked at Invincible and seemed to understand something in an instant. The Black Knight also emanated a chilling, illusory aura, as if he was communicating with him.

This scene seemed familiar, making Saint War Maiden even more terrified.

So... that's the Soul Ferryman!?

The aged voice roared with anger, its tone sinister: "First Perentitan, then you! Can you bear the consequences of disregarding the balance of life and death? Does the Supreme God-King truly intend to break the rules of the game?!"

"Don't give me that. Haven't you abused your power? What shady dealings have you done with the Night Mother and the Demon God? Do you think I don't know?"

Invincible chuckled coldly. Without the permission of the Grim Reaper wielding a giant scythe, who could summon an evil spirit to descend upon the world?

"Hmph, those people were just born to survive."

Death's voice weakened, as if he were somewhat guilty.

Invincible said jokingly, "We've known each other for so many years, you can't fool me. I know you have a huge appetite and can never be satisfied, but have you ever thought that if they can offer you enough soul sacrifices, so can I?"

"Oh?"

The Ferryman of Souls seemed to have taken a keen interest.

The god of death, revered by the world, is also a special case of the Supreme Divine Court. It does not need the power of faith, because mortals fear and respect it. It only needs to continuously harvest the souls of the dead in endless reincarnation to strengthen itself.

Whenever someone stirs up trouble, it will jump out and add fuel to the fire, not to help either side, but to seize the opportunity to steal more delicious souls.

The ones who are most likely to cause trouble right now are the resurrected Night Mother and the remaining Eight Pillar Demon Gods.

Death allows evil spirits and ghosts that shouldn't exist to appear in the world, merely indulging in chaos in order to plunder more souls...

In a sense, the Destroyer of All Realms and the Ferryman of Souls are truly brothers who are of one mind!

"I've already stepped into the fray myself, don't you understand who will ultimately win?"

Invincible beckoned with his finger, giving a voice of affirmation befitting one of the eternal trio.

"Ha! That's not necessarily true. I saw many eyes in the darkness—blue, green, red, black—and they will eventually close and become a part of me. The Heavenly Father and the Elemental God King were once equally supreme, but now, how do you know you'll be the exception?"

"Maybe so, but you can't deny that I'm the strongest player on the field right now."

Astetraya was overwhelmed with work. The remaining eight demon gods from the opposing side were still haunting her, and the unwilling Night Mother and other chief gods had their own ulterior motives, disrupting the gamble between the two god kings. Meanwhile, the cowardly Perentit was determined not to interfere with either side.

Only chaos is something no one dares to provoke.

Death smiled and said, "Indeed, Destroyer of All Realms, your chances of winning are the highest. I have no reason not to bet on you."

The somber voice seemed to covet the Seraph's soul for a long time, but after hesitating for a long time, the Soul Ferryman finally relented and pulled the giant scythe out of Skadi's body.

Those invisible, dark hands that had been clinging to the Seraph's delicate body also retreated into the mist.

"Okay, you've convinced me, she'll be fine, but if you take her away, you'll have to provide me with an equally powerful soul!"

"Naturally, Demon Warrior... how about it?"

Invincible snapped his fingers.

Death fell silent for a moment, his heart filled with longing. The souls of demons were equally delicious, second only to those of dragons.

"Deal, but if I find out you dare to lie to me... hehehehe."

The Black Knight shrugged and said, "With your intelligence, do you think I could fool you?"

"That's true."

"I walk the world in rebellion. Mortals who refuse to plunge into chaos will only have one fate: to become your food. After the void, the next one will be the abyss. Your scythe will be very busy, believe me."

"Then I'll wait and see..."

The giant scythe disappeared into the mist in the blink of an eye.

An unusual melody lingered in the void, with a unique frequency, filled with incomprehensible runic resonances. It arrived abruptly, left mysteriously, and vanished in an instant.

This was quite similar to the scene in the Rainbow Miracle. Fenruier clenched her fists, her pretty face filled with surprise and uncertainty. She knelt on one knee in front of her master and received the answer that had puzzled her for so long.

She...seems to have found the only true God in this world by some strange coincidence?

254. The Demon King Launches a Night Raid

thump!

The soul ferryman's abandonment brought life back to Skadi's body, allowing her to hear her heartbeat and breathe.

Her soul was still weak, but her powerful physique was no longer suffering from serious injuries.

The concept of a fatal weakness is merely a concept possessed by mortals. It is the rule of all life, and this power is held by the Grim Reaper. If the body perishes, the soul ferryman refuses to accept the soul and imprisons it within the dead body, thus creating an evil spirit.

At this moment, the three powers that had occurred in Skuld's body departed one by one. This miracle had violated the primordial truth and was the most serious "cheating" since the descent of chaos.

"She...is she alright?"

Gana held Skadi's head, staring at her breathtakingly beautiful, flawless face with a strange expression, completely bewildered by what had happened.

This is the true face of the Saint of Solar Flare, the Archangel who is being targeted by three gods at the same time.

"You've tricked another believer. Hurry up and insert your black, hard thing, and take this opportunity to shape her into your form?"

Fenrui pouted, but watched as Wudi staggered and fell down.

In that instant, the void dissipated, and the four of them landed back on the apartment floor.

Fenruier lifted Wudi up in surprise, frowning as she asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The Black Knight clutched his chest, seemingly extremely weak, and had no strength left to continue eating while it was still warm.

“I saw the light of order in her. She does not belong to chaos, but still bears the unfinished mission of the stars. Take her to the medical station. I need to rest for a while.”

After saying that, the Black Knight collapsed heavily.

"Um!?"

Janna and Fenrir exchanged glances. It was the first time they had seen Invincible in such a sorry state. It seemed that snatching someone away from Death and the Eternal Time Dragon had come at a high price.

The two men stared at the helmet, swallowed hard, and suddenly felt a surge of desire. However, after hesitating for a long time, they still didn't dare to make a move. Instead, they took the seriously injured Skadi to the medical station first.

The headmaster of Saint Lenza, the commander-in-chief of the Unicorn Knights of Trap Island, the Saint of the [Flare] who could rival the Obsidian Emperor...

came back!

........

Perentitian has other plans for Skorty, which is enough to pique Nolan's curiosity.

As for whether the heavy price was worth it, even the beautiful goddess herself couldn't be sure.

The real body, far away in the Court of Kings, was lying on the bed. The silver-haired girl was breathing evenly and fast asleep, her sleeping posture exaggerated as she hugged the blanket.

A gust of wind quietly pushed open the door, sneaking in through the crack and driving away the excess moonlight.

The locked door could keep out the two silly girls, but it couldn't stop the Demon King.

Roseline, dressed in a crimson veil and with bare, lustrous feet, stood silently by the bed, gazing at the beautiful girl on it.

Nolan was completely unprepared at that moment. Her thin nightgown could hardly conceal her vibrant and sweet body. Her ample breasts were slightly exposed, and her little buttocks were sticking up high under her panties. The scene was extremely erotic.

Roseline's innocent and pretty face transformed into a cold and aloof demeanor, aloof and indifferent to everything.

After a while, the Flame Elf chuckled as she climbed onto the bedside, pressed herself against Nolan's body, and let her slender fingers roam over his smooth thighs.

"Well......"

Nolan muttered something, rolled over, and exposed himself completely to Roseline, who was riding on top of him.

Roseline's gaze was icy as she slowly moved her index finger to the girl's bulging chest, where a cluster of dark red blood light quietly condensed.

Strands of dark energy flowed up to his fingertips, and the powerful souls above the Holy Realm gathered at a single point, causing a slight ripple in the space.

As the index finger slowly approaches, the murderous intent grows ever closer to the heart; with just a gentle press, a vibrant life will vanish instantly.

Roseline's pretty face was icy cold, filled with murderous intent, which she made no attempt to conceal.

Nolan was still fast asleep, seemingly oblivious to the impending threat of death.

Just as her fingertips were about to touch her skin, Roseline stopped. No one tried to stop her, and the Court of Kings remained calm.

The Demon King paused, somewhat puzzled, before revealing a mocking smile.

"Poor God-Hunter Girl, it seems even Invincible doesn't care about you that much..."

Roseline murmured softly, the murderous intent at her fingertips gradually dissipating. She then leaned down, gently cupped Nolan's delicate face, and kissed her lips.

She changed her mind.

Rather than breaking ties with the Destroyer of All Realms, it's better to capture this alluring little cutie and replace the invincible one as the new spokesperson for chaos.

A Chaos Knight who belongs only to the Demon King...

Hilder and Invincible are both idiots, and the other Chaos Apostles are all hopeless lunatics, but this child is still very young and has unlimited future and possibilities!

The dark aura that had been lying in ambush all around gradually receded, and the powerful demons surrounding the Eight-Style Demon God Black Filth Magic Array disappeared into the shadows.

This was originally intended to be a deadly trap for Chaos Knight, and also a subtle warning from Theon to his formidable adversary about a potential pitfall.

However, Wudi, who was always by his side, did not fall for the trick and did not care about his disciple's life or death.

Roseline's long hair fell onto Nolan's nose, causing a slight itch. The girl sniffed and sneezed!

"Ah chirp!"

The Demon King, who was riding on the two Qiaos, was immediately sprayed with spittle in his face. His eyes widened in anger.

But at that moment, a pair of small hands quietly hugged the girl who was pressing against his waist.

"babble!"

Roseline's face flushed slightly, and she looked irritable.

When has she ever been desecrated like this before, given her status?!

Nolan, however, turned around with a sweet smile, and continued to sleep soundly, cuddling the fragrant girl in his arms as if she were a blanket.

"Ugh... idiot..."

Roseline cursed, struggled slightly for a while, feeling both annoyed and amused.