Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

But this smile probably won't last much longer.

"Fire!"

Sandel raised his double-edged axe high, and the magic crystal cannons lined up in front of him roared, aiming at the bulky golden-winged airship in the sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Dozens of golden-winged airships crashed one after another, having no chance to evade defenses in their haste.

"Yu!"

Allen gritted his teeth and erected a barrier of holy light to protect the legion from the barrage of soul arrows and arcane attacks.

The warriors and wind knights of the Sun Legion retreated to their lines, ceasing their surprise attacks, and their formation transformed into a circular shield wall.

The Flame Legion, suffering heavy casualties, did not dare to attack rashly for a time, and even the desperate shouts of Sistarmir to attack made them somewhat hesitant.

"What are you waiting for!?"

Pentos yelled frantically at Allen, unable to accept the outcome.

Even now, the King of Light has no intention of annihilating the Flame Elves, and the first hundred magic crystal cannons in the array of his army have not yet been ignited.

That was the most powerful weapon of the High Elf royal court, a royal treasure accumulated over thousands of years, invincible on any battlefield in any plane.

Only high elves can blast holy-grade magic crystals out like free candy, causing unimaginable disasters and destruction.

The King of Light hesitated to act because once the fighting started, it would truly be a formal war between the six royal courts. Even if the war were to end later, the deaths of their own flesh and blood would make it difficult for them to unite as one again.

“Something’s not right. Leiri didn’t send Sandel to help Sistamir.”

Allen was clearly not as reckless as the King of Wind; his handsome face was pale and his expression was unpredictable, as if he were deep in thought.

Alinda remained calm and said in a low voice, "Sander is just watching us from a distance and hasn't launched an attack. Most of his shelling is aimed at the stern and the sides of the ship, not directly at the hull. If he had attacked the flanks from the beginning, we would have been finished."

The millions of high elves are a formidable force that cannot be ignored in any prime plane. If both sides were to directly use magic crystal weapons, innocent soldiers would be reduced to ashes under the indiscriminate barrage of magic crystal cannons.

Even if Her Majesty the Queen wins, she can only reign over the ruins and will never be able to recreate the glory of the High Elves.

"This is... a signal!"

Allen gazed at the immovable, robust elf behind him and received a resolute look in his eyes.

This is what the King of the Earth wanted: for both sides to calm down.

"What are you all standing there for!"

Sistamir, however, was becoming increasingly agitated. The longer they dragged things out, the worse it would be. They had to get past Allen while Sandel was unaware of the situation.

"But our people haven't withdrawn yet, Your Majesty!"

"I told you to fire!"

"......Yes."

The Fire King's tyranny compelled his subordinates to load the heavy magic crystal weapons carried on the giant tortoise's back, leaving the soldiers with no choice but to grit their teeth and confront the wall of light shields.

However, the opponent only defended and stopped attacking. Even the magic crystal cannons could not shatter the tri-colored shield wall formed by the million-strong army in a short time, and the light wall was blasted with countless cracks and was about to collapse. For a time, the two armies were surrounded and had no way to start.

Allen's fingers trembled slightly, and he immediately made the wisest decision: protect Zenora first!

"follow me!"

The dozen or so Holy Domain elders from the three royal courts immediately merged into the ball of light, releasing their souls to support the flames and protect the three Elf Kings, abandoning the Legion's shield wall and charging straight towards the Flame King's Banner.

boom!

Sistamir panicked and immediately turned the giant tortoise towards Allen and his group, firing the magic crystal cannon in rapid succession. One of the weaker water spirit elders was instantly blasted into mincemeat!

"Humph!"

Sandel, standing on the hill, had a cold look in his eyes. He raised his hand and signaled the legion to aim at the Flame Giant Turtle. After a sweep, the Flame Royal Court's heavy artillery was destroyed.

The warning from the Earthly Court was highly threatening, indicating that no one would be allowed to harm any more elves.

When the thick smoke dissipated, no more fire spirits dared to obey the Elf King's orders and retreated in terror.

"I see...so that's how it is, ha, ha..."

The King of Flames rose from beneath his dead warhorse, his face deathly pale as if drained of all color. He gave a heartbroken smile, as if he had already guessed what was going on.

It turns out they... were all pawns of Lei Ruiyi.

The sudden turn of events brought a sigh of relief to Zenora and Messiah, but Serantia's eyes grew increasingly sinister.

"Useless trash!"

As soon as Allen and Alinda arrived at the carriage, their expressions suddenly changed, and they retreated dozens of meters.

A burst of black light descended from the sky, enveloping the area around the battle flag.

Six magnificent horses neighed in the black light and collapsed heavily, their flesh and blood withering instantly, turning into skin and bones of dried corpses.

Allen surveyed his surroundings warily, then pondered, "A trap?"

"What kind of evil magic is this!"

Alinda's eyes widened in shock, and she and the other elders stood ready, sensing that things were not so simple.

On the other side, the King of Wind and the King of Fire clashed fiercely, their spears and swords clanging together.

The desperate Systamir, who rushed to the scene, was entangled by Pentos. He still clung to his last hope: if he could save Zinora, he would still have a chance to turn things around. Unfortunately, he was too busy to help.

He has become a discarded pawn; neither Leiri nor Serantia needs him anymore.

The black light destroyed the carriage, enveloping Nolan and his companions as they rose into the air.

Allen's pupils constricted when he caught sight of the three, including Chinora. He wanted to help but was powerless to do so. Alinda's expression was strange as she saw Saluhaus restrained in an odd posture.

What is he doing here!

Arlinda and the Sky-Splitter, who were swirling in the transparent crystals around them, were stunned.

Is their king engaging in S&M in front of all the legions of the six royal courts?!

"Waaaaah!"

Saruhaus gave an awkward smile. As the Elf King, being captured and used by others, he probably had no face to show anyone again.

So, was everything orchestrated by Sistamir?

262. My wife woke up.

Serantia's delicate body was shrouded in surging demonic energy, obscuring her figure. Only a pair of sinister, purplish-red eyes were visible. Her cold gaze shifted away, indicating that she had no intention of participating in this farce, but she would also leave no evidence against herself.

Elf blood is very useful to the Dark Elves. Although they cannot be kept in captivity, it would be too boring to just kill them all.

Serantia will repay all the elves for all the shame and pain!

"Such terrifying demonic energy... Could it be that Sistamir has colluded with...?"

Before she could finish speaking, Alinda screamed, her hands outlining runes to condense a curtain of foamy water, but it was instantly dissolved by the black light; the fluctuations of her soul were on a completely different level.

Serantia pointed her index finger at the two Elf Kings locked in fierce combat, unleashing a torrent of demonic energy that transformed into a black spark of lightning.

Holy crap!

Pentos let out a strange cry, tumbling and falling with the giant bird by the neck, ignoring the sword that slashed his back from his old nemesis. But the Flame King was not so lucky.

Chi!

The runes in the beautiful demon girl's eyes exploded, converging into a dark, foul ray that pierced through the heart of Sistamir.

"you......."

The King of Fire staggered, staring incredulously at the bloody hole in his chest. Countless black lines surged from his heart to his limbs, invading his skin.

The devil's corrupting power instantly stained the entire body of the divine warrior, and the crimson blood that Sistamir spat out was also stained black. A powerful [Sincere] saint instantly perished on the battlefield, still gazing at the Evergreen Garden that could never be reached again until his death.

That was a twisted love that could never be fulfilled...

The tragic and miserable life of the Flame Elf King perfectly illustrates one thing: those who fawn over others will ultimately meet a terrible end.

? _?

No one expected this mysterious monster to turn on its own people so decisively and ruthlessly!

Nolan sighed, not surprised at all; leaving Sistarmir behind would only expose more of the Abyss Plan.

Extraordinary saint!?

Many saints were astonished. Such pure evil power could only be from the abyss demons who were loyal to the devil. But apart from the black lich and the commander of the evil army, which other abyss powerhouse in the world possessed such terrifying power?

"We will spare no effort to save Her Highness the Princess!"

Allen was extremely anxious and immediately summoned the magic crystal cannons in the shield wall to bombard the black pillar of light. Even the space of the main plane was trembling and on the verge of shattering.

However, the black beam of light reached the heavens and the earth, and the magic crystal cannon and the saint's spell had little effect, only managing to create a few cracks, as it was exceptionally sturdy.

Serantia, holding the three girls captive, glanced at the little princess with a hateful look in her eyes. At this moment, she naturally understood that this was a little lamb who had deliberately come to her door to dispel Sistamir's wariness, harmless and beautiful.

The Demon King gazed in the direction of the Sunlit Royal Court and sneered, "Very interesting, but how long can you keep resisting?"

The ruthless Elf Queen Leiriyi, who can even exploit her own daughter to the fullest extent, has been defined by Serantia as a worthy opponent, but she is not prepared to reveal her true colors so soon.

"We should go. I never associate with defeated soldiers."

The death of the Elf King enraged the Flame Elves, who rallied their army to attack the Black Light. The Demon Pillar, despite enduring tons of cannon fire and secret attacks, still stood firm and required a considerable amount of time to disintegrate.

But the shadowy figure and the princess were slowly rising into the air, traversing to another dimension.

Nolan laughed, winked, and said, "That won't do. The main character on stage hasn't appeared yet. Besides, my wife is awake, and she'll worry if she can't see me."

Serantia frowned slightly, looked up at the sky, and sensed something.

Suddenly, a shockwave smashed through the spatial barrier, crashing into the black light with turbulent void currents, and directly shattered the teleportation demon god pillar!

Click!

The cracks in the black light began to split open, and the four people immediately fell down.

"What!?"

Serantia cried out in surprise, staring in astonishment at the extraterrestrial "meteorite" that had come from the void.