Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

Roseline nodded, offering a rare expression of praise, "Excellent, the Void Scar Continent will become an important strategic base for the Abyss's conquest of the Holy Alliance, allowing my people to drink the blood of their enemies!"

Once Leiri and Zinora are under control, the six royal courts will fall apart, allowing the demons to gradually devour and annex them, reducing this race to lowly slaves without bloodshed.

At that time, the demon reinforcements disguised as high elves will surely give the Holy Alliance a huge surprise!

Thus, in the Demon King's eyes, the descendants of the ancient elves had prematurely exited the stage of history, becoming the first of the defeated ancestors.

Serantia grinned wickedly, determined to make all her enemies taste the ravages and humiliations the Dark Demons had inflicted over the past millennia!

It seems that daydreaming is a common trait among mortals, whether they are noble elves or powerful demon kings.

The Fire King, riding ahead on horseback, was imagining a completely different scene.

With his left hand he held and kissed Lei Ruiyi passionately, while with his right hand he molested his beloved's young and beautiful daughter. He sat on the throne and the entire Voidmark Continent, becoming the provincial governor of the high elf plane under the Abyss's command.

A simp who keeps fawning will eventually get everything!

All it takes is a plausible reason, such as a personal proclamation from Her Majesty the Queen, for the restless Flame Elf King to pass through General Sandel's defenses and rightfully take up residence in the Sunlit Royal Court.

The Fire King's shamelessness did indeed deceive the naturally suspicious Queen, making her believe that as long as she satisfied the Fire King's selfish desires physically, she could gain the Flame Court's legion and turn the tide of the battle.

At least, Serantia and Sistarmir believed it.

Meanwhile, another long-standing question resurfaced in Roselyn's mind, like a fishbone stuck in her throat.

No one knows why Leiriyi colluded with the World Tree. Has Her Majesty the Queen really gone mad, abandoning the gods of light and order and turning to the Night Mother?

It's really hard to believe...

Who leaked this secret to Allen, causing Leiri to completely lose power and the situation to spiral out of control?

That seemed like a huge help to Serantia, but was that really the case?

The Sun Elves and Night Elves, sworn enemies, have joined forces again, much like the ancient Seven Luminaries Royal Court, which was at its zenith when it served the Elemental Goddess a thousand years ago.

Serantia vaguely recalled some painful taboo, but couldn't grasp the specific details for the moment. Victory seemed to be just around the corner, and there was no need to think about these troubles anymore.

The Demon King's confidence in the Abyss surpasses even that of the Evil Lord, Sion; no one can defeat the Abyss!

Inside the speeding, bumpy carriage, three pretty young girls were listless, but as they drew closer to the Sunlit Royal Court, Chinara's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

Her signal had already been relayed to Black Vine, and White Dew and the other Night Elves had also received the intelligence in advance.

The mystery will be revealed at dawn.

"Waaaaah! Waaaaah!"

Saluhaus, lurking in the corner, wailed and looked pitifully at the three of them.

Nolan chuckled and said, "Stop howling. We didn't trick you into coming here. You followed the trail here."

"Sistamir is forcing you to send troops?"

Chinara blinked and received a nod of approval from the disheveled purple-haired youth. At this moment, life was the most important thing; who became empress was not important.

The little princess glanced at Messiah, and the two exchanged a knowing smile, as if they had already foreseen something.

"The Sky Rift Royal Court has few troops, but the Sky Elves are all born spatial elementalists and will arrive on the battlefield soon. They are a force that cannot be ignored. Sistamir must think that victory is already in his grasp."

"That is, he can keep the morale of his troops stable!"

Zinora sneered; she was going to expose the true face of the abyss demon in front of everyone.

The most miserable Elf King in history was frantic. He carved a few words on the floor with his finger: "Save me! I can help you escape from here!"

Nolan curled the corners of his lips and looked out at the dark sky.

"Who said we're running away? This is the center stage, the perfect viewing spot for the Battle of the Six Kings, isn't it?"

Saluhaus's expression became extremely interesting, as if she had seen someone even crazier than herself. Could she be trying to provoke a war between the six royal courts here?

At that moment, a glimmer of light appeared on the horizon, and the boundless darkness receded in terror under the sunlight.

"Buzz------!"

As dawn broke, a golden sun appeared alongside the morning light, and earth-shaking horns resounded across the plains, awakening the slumbering Void Continent.

The fiery figure of Lord of Light, Allen, hovered in the sky like a new sun, illuminating the unknown path ahead for the Flame Legion.

Roseline's pupils contracted slightly, and Sistamir's expression changed drastically.

Behind Allen was a massive army: the elite Sun Kings in golden helmets and blazing suns, the Water Spirits Archmage in blue-forged robes, and the Howling Wind Knights circling in the sky.

The elite legions of the three royal courts gathered here, with millions of soldiers fully armed, arrayed to defend against the enemy.

The Azure Bay is right before our eyes; beyond this beautiful river lies the heart of the Sunrise Royal Court's territory. Yet, the most unexpected enemy stands in our way.

All around were endless plains, with no way to escape.

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257. Waiting for you!

Allen, bathed in sunlight, had a gloomy and extremely unpleasant expression.

King of Wind, Pentos, and King of Water, Arlinda, were also in their respective legion formations, their expressions solemn and ready, gazing at the support that had come from afar from the Flame Royal Court.

The armies of the three royal courts seemed to have been waiting for a long time and already knew about Sistarmir's plan.

"How...is this possible!?"

The Flame Elf King gripped the reins tightly, his eyes filled with resentment, anger, and intense bewilderment.

This was, of course, Chinara's doing. The little princess's message was simple: "Uncle, I'm taking the army of the Flame Court home!"

A simple sentence, even carrying a hint of invitation: I'm going home now, are you coming or not?

Of course Allen will come, and he absolutely cannot come alone!

Apart from that, I was completely baffled.

The most enraged was Roseline, her pretty face filled with violence, her expression gloomy and fierce, her murderous aura directly threatening the Flame High Elf King beside her.

"How did they know that Chinara was here! How did they know that we were going to the Sunlit Royal Court!?"

Seeing his plan fall apart, Sistamir suppressed his anger and growled, "What do you mean? Are you doubting me? I paid such a heavy price, betraying my people to join your ranks, and if I fail, I will suffer a thousand years of scorn and humiliation! Who knows if it wasn't some other treacherous and foolish demons pulling the strings behind the scenes!"

Crisis looms large, and conflicts are quietly erupting.

Thrantia despises elven traitors, and when has Sistarmir ever truly pledged allegiance to the lowly abyssal demon? Their fragile relationship of exploitation is on the verge of collapse.

Roseline, consumed by rage, knew this was no time to pursue blame. She took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "My subordinates have all undergone the baptism of the demon god; they would never betray me. Who else could it be but your people?!"

"My soldiers didn't know their destination or even their allegiance before they set off; only I know this."

Sistamir gritted his teeth, shook his head dejectedly, and felt a faint sense of fear.

He feared the consequences of his actions being exposed. The abyss's scheme to invade the Void Continent had been planned for many years, and he could not afford the slightest mistake, otherwise he would be condemned by everyone and become a king despised by the world.

"Cheer up, my Governor Konghen! We haven't failed yet! I'm entrusting your dull-witted kin to you. Don't be so pathetic that you need to rely on my men, because then you'll be of no use to me!"

Sistamir's face was drained of color, and he said in a ferocious voice, "Yes! I will never let you down again!"

"Ah!"

Roseline responded with a cold laugh and retreated to the rear lines.

The threats and intimidation in their words were clear. The two had planned to take down the two queens without bloodshed and secretly manipulate the six high elf royal courts until they launched a counterattack against the Holy Alliance.

Once the lurking Black Demon Clan reveals themselves in this battle, they will need to rely on the three legions of the Abyss to seize the Sunlit Royal Court, and the situation will instantly reverse.

That would inevitably provoke a united resistance from all the elves. Even the valiant and skilled fire elves would not stand on the side of Sistarmir. Only by killing all the elves who refused to surrender could the high elf kingdom be completely conquered.

The cost would be extremely high, and it could even affect the subsequent power structure among the major powers. Nobody wants things to escalate to that point.

Chinara and Leiriyi didn't want to see that scene either, but internal and external troubles forced them to have no choice. Even without contact, they still guessed what was going on in a tacit understanding and led the traitor step by step into the trap.

The King of Fire glanced back at the fiery red carriage being pulled by six blood-red steeds, his eyes filled with doubt and suspicion. He had some guesses, but the innocent little princess had never left his guard for a moment.

Sistamir sighed, spurred his horse forward, and rode through the Blue Water Bay to meet Allen.

"here we go."

Inside the carriage, Chinara kept her eyes closed, her pretty face indifferent and cold. She knew what was going to happen next without even looking.

Messiah secretly pulled back the curtain and looked at the two armies facing each other across the river, the atmosphere tense and deadly.

Both sides' soldiers were tense, clearly not expecting who their opponent was, but they still unconditionally trusted their respective Elf Kings.

The army of the Blazing Flame Royal Court is aided by puppet monsters, and the elite forces of the Sky-Splitting Royal Court are also on their way to provide assistance.

As a war king who has fought in other dimensions for many years, Sistamir is powerful, but Pentos's Wind Legion is no less formidable, not to mention the remnants of the Sun Court's split army and the Water Spirit Legion, which excels in auxiliary defense.

If this battle were to take place at Biyue Bay, it would inevitably result in mutual destruction...

Serantia had none of those concerns. The worst-case scenario was simply watching the six royal courts fight amongst themselves, reaping the benefits, and seeing the blood of their enemies stain the homeland of their sinners—that was a wonderful pleasure in itself.

The fire elf girl jumped onto the carriage and sat down next to Nolan with a smile, seemingly wanting to personally guard these three important pieces.

As long as they have Chinora, they can't lose.

Messiah pulled Nolan back a little nervously, and asked warily, "Why do those magical beasts obey your commands? Who exactly are you?!"

"You'll soon find out. Sit still and watch this show with me. See how arrogant, blind, and utterly vulnerable you self-proclaimed noble elves are!"

Roseline chuckled, her crimson hair gradually turning jet black, revealing the illusion she had created; her innocent and naive nature had vanished.

The girl's face remained alluringly beautiful, with unique black runes etched in her purple eyes—the mark of her demonic power.

Chinara narrowed her eyes. She really was a despicable demon!

"Waaaaah! Waaaah!"

Saluhaus also stared at the stunningly beautiful girl with a strange look, a hint of fear in his eyes, keenly sensing some kind of dread.

However, even if she is the embodiment of evil and a shameless demon, she is still a beautiful girl worth fighting for, without a doubt!

The fiery cage of the Court of Kings could not contain the Sky-Rending King; some darker, more profound power was imprisoning the space, preventing anyone from entering or leaving at will.

That was definitely not a high elf spell...

Sistamir may be the mastermind behind the discord among the six royal courts, and that man is venturing deeper and deeper into darkness that even he himself does not understand.