Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

As one of the three eternal giants, the beautiful goddess-king has never revealed even one ten-thousandth of her power, and has never shared the truth deep within the black hole with anyone—an infinite truth that mortals cannot bear.

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When Nolan woke up in the morning, he stared at the unfamiliar ceiling, raised his hand with some difficulty to look at it, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

She was still asleep. Although she was not injured, she was now struggling to move even a finger. Her physical body and her chaotic divine essence were becoming increasingly detached and difficult to reconcile.

"They've gone a little too far."

Then, Nolan found two heavy expressions of sincerity pressing on his chest, with sensual limbs on both sides entwined around his delicate body like octopuses, making it hard to breathe.

A gentle voice called out in my ear.

Good morning, what a memorable night.

Lei Ruiyi rubbed her temples. She had been awake for a while, but her face was flushed. She couldn't remember what happened last night; it must have been too crazy. Her face was sore.

"Uh, um."

Nolan swallowed hard, not daring to look too long at Her Majesty the Empress's alluring body, for fear that he might accidentally become the "idiot goddess king" that Night Mother and Candy Mieus were talking about.

With the tools of the crime confiscated, the wonderful enjoyment turned into double the pain; both the puppet armor and the original body were things you could look at and touch but not eat.

If you really want to arouse the innate mating instincts of flesh and blood, you might even feel that the black hole below is a bit empty and wants to be filled with sincerity~

The great and beautiful goddess king could never return to that time, neither in body nor soul!

"Ugh."

The beautiful goddess king sighed dejectedly, on the verge of tears, and could only snuggle into the loving embrace of Mistress Miaoye and Empress Leirui.

The Mistress of Miaoye slowly awoke, blinking her empty blue eyes.

Although we don't know what happened, the alliance seems to have been completed smoothly!

"Please allow me to leave my shadow by your side, responding to your every thought, so that I may serve you at any time!"

The voluptuous, dark-skinned elf pinned an earring with a black leaf dangling from Nolan's right ear, kissed his neck, and vanished into the air as a shadow.

Nolan shook his head, feeling increasingly overwhelmed.

"I already said I don't need it!"

What's going on? This is a legitimate temple. If every believer has to personally sleep with and subdue the deity, it will truly become a cult of incest!

Lei Rui put on a silk nightgown and did her best to help the semi-paralyzed Chaos Apostle get up, but she couldn't bear to look directly at the mature body of the woman wearing sexy lingerie under her clothes.

Her Majesty the Empress smiled knowingly, tidied her hair, and resumed her elegant and aloof demeanor. She had absolute confidence in her charm.

Of course, it is a great honor that this useless body is loved by its master, and then Chinara will be safe. The royal family's mission is to protect the Sun Court for eternity at all costs.

The dutiful commander actually waited outside the dark room all night, like a wooden puppet, showing no change in expression when he saw the shy silver-haired girl and the radiant Empress.

Maria kept her eyes down, seemingly lost in thought. This scene looked exactly like His Majesty was an old cow eating young grass. Had he really been too lonely after all these years of hard work? His Majesty had truly suffered!

Nolan struggled for a while, but ultimately declined the Queen's invitation to change clothes and bathe together. He was so weak that he looked as if he had been drained dry by the two beautiful mature women. Supporting his slender waist, he sneaked back to the princess's palace.

A green aura was flowing through Nolan's body, repairing the disordered soul circuits left by his powers.

Cantimios reciprocated with a blessing of life, nourishing her overdrawn bloodline. Even if someone was unwilling, she had to help the beautiful goddess-king rebuild her immortal divine body and return to the Supreme Divine Court with the help of the Chaotic Throne.

"Squeak!"

Nolan cautiously pushed open the door, only to find three silly girls already sitting on the edge of the bed, staring straight at her, creating an eerie atmosphere.

Ekaterina yawned with a smile, her expression languid, having already seen through the unusual tremor emanating from the oath.

The Messiah crossed his arms and demanded, "Where have you been!"

"Going to the toilet."

"You stayed up all night?"

Chinara pouted, speaking in a sarcastic tone.

Nolan nodded, then said in a serious tone, "Uh, I searched for half the night and spent half the night squatting."

Messiah threw the rag doll she was holding at him, yelling, "I don't believe you!"

279. Household chores

Fortunately, a group of charming and elfin maids arrived just in time to guide the princess and her little guests to bathe and have a meal.

Ekaterina swished her large tail, reached out a finger to lift Nolan's soft flesh at the waist, her left eye mocking and her right eye resentful, and said gently yet coldly, "Next time you sneak a bite and don't tell me, I'll swallow you whole, then you won't be able to escape."

"Alas!"

Nolan shrank back. The twin sisters, now merged into one, were now also marked by his imprint, ferocious and thirsty, their appetites probably no less than Her Majesty the Queen's. The days ahead were going to be extremely difficult.

In the garden restaurant of the White Corridor of the Royal Palace, Her Majesty the Queen greeted her daughter's lovely classmates warmly, but made no mention of the mountain of important official documents piled up in the six royal courts, or the Privy Council's upcoming reopening.

At the same time, Leiri's gaze towards Nolan, whether intentionally or unintentionally, was full of affection, which seemed very strange, as if she were showing a defiant attitude.

This made Chinora a little angry, and she stepped on someone's foot with a look of vigilance on her face.

"You rascal, you wouldn't sell me out, would you?!"

You'll find out soon enough.

How could that be? It's just that the Chaotic Throne has taken over the noble and beautiful empress and the master she serves, and has gradually grown stronger and stronger, reaching the whole world!

Nolan smiled mysteriously, not daring to look up, and nervously touched the withered mark on his chest.

She tried to call out to the puppet armor but received no response; she hadn't been able to see the Saint Lensa Academy for a long time.

Upon waking, the beautiful goddess king could barely perceive the chaotic power, just like an ordinary human.

"This joke has gone too far..."

Nolan's lips twitched; just as Candimiius had said, she had gone too far.

At this point, any random, unknown minor deity could easily crush the Lord of Chaos.

Over the next few days, the three guests received a warm welcome from the Sun Court, and wherever they went, they were greeted by countless handsome elves and beautiful women who paid homage to them.

The Destroyer of All Realms saved the Seven Kingdoms and the World Tree. The heroic images of the witches on the battlefield are deeply ingrained in people's hearts, becoming the most magnificent and splendid epic in the history of bards.

Messiah was amazed by the refined life of the high elves, and his Elvish language became increasingly fluent; he could already sing several simple songs.

Unlike the bustling trade of the Free Federation, the skills and traditions of many elven families have been passed down through generations without ever overstepping boundaries.

The elite magical weapons are always crafted by the blacksmiths of the Earth Kingdom, while the Water Spirit Kingdom has top-notch artistic skills in horticulture. The Sun Kingdom and the Blazing Flame Kingdom are respectively known for their magic crystal technology and explosive martial arts. Each legion has distinct characteristics.

The elven races of the Seven Kingdoms have a clear class system, but there is no discrimination or prejudice like that of the Holy Alliance. The traditions passed down for thousands of years have allowed everyone to perform their duties in an orderly manner. They are born knowing what they should do.

Although it may seem a bit rigid, this is precisely the reason for the strength of the Elven race. Each of Cantimiius's descendants has developed their elemental specialization to the extreme.

With the joint statement from Zenora and the remaining Elf Kings, the leaders of the various Elf races resumed their service to the Queen and the princess who had made a powerful comeback, and began to eliminate the remaining demons one by one by dripping blood.

Leiri was prepared for this. On one hand, she visited the six royal courts with a kind and gentle demeanor, comforting the people and condemning the devil's atrocities during the flower parade. On the other hand, she ruthlessly settled old scores, eliminated the former rebels, and re-established the rock-solid order.

Chinara watched this unfold and sighed inwardly, realizing that the little princess would never be as good as her in this respect.

The trial of the Night Elves was held at the Sunlit Royal Court. The Flame Royal Court and the Wind Whisper Royal Court each elected beloved pure-blooded nobles to assume the throne as their respective Elf Kings.

After a series of procedural resolutions, the Papacy's expulsion of the Night's Court was revoked, and all believers of the Night Mother were welcomed.

Or perhaps it was just a deliberate arrangement by Her Majesty the Queen. It could be said that after the "Great Purge," all the high-ranking officials of the seven royal courts were loyal confidants of Leiri and her daughter.

This is Her Majesty the Queen's ruthless method: handing over a stable and powerful crown to the little princess.

When Leiri was forced to kill the heir to continue the World Tree Project, she was also extremely heartbroken, but not because of her role as a mother.

Messiah had already obtained part of the truth in the black hole and was not interested in the mage tower that fascinated sorcerers all over the world. Instead, he was very curious about the high-load magic crystal cannon made by the elven craftsmen.

The Magic Crystal Cannon Legion's deterrent power is no less than that of a dozen saints, but even if others know the principles, they still cannot imitate it and achieve the delicate manipulation of elements and runes like elves.

As a friend of the Sun Court, the Star Consortium was granted permission by Her Majesty the Empress to take one of the planes away.

During this time, the gluttonous dragon Catherine never left the Royal Restaurant, while Nolan spent his time in the once magnificent library that belonged to Allen, sometimes talking to himself and conversing with the World Tree that occupied the central courtyard of the continent.

"The White Demon God's divine essence was taken by Asteria and did not return to the Night Mother, so it must be in the hands of the Heavenly Father. How then did Chronos release the power of the Eight Pillars on his own?"

"Not bad, you can even use a crabapple now. You've sensed something's not right, haven't you?"

Cantimiius's intricate melody was like a gentle breeze, and even after being acquired by the Chaos Throne as an agent, she didn't give her boss a friendly look.

Nolan hesitated and said, "Kronos should hate Asteria to the core, so why did he target Void first? With the hidden power of the Abyss, the Holy Alliance has no power to resist."

Cantileverys declared resolutely, "Because the Heart of Glory is hidden here! Only by mastering the power of creation can one possibly overthrow the Supreme Divine Court!"

"what is that?"

Nolan scratched the back of his head, looking completely bewildered.

The World Tree fell silent. Everyone else might not know about the Creation Mind Energy, but this idiot was different. That was the Demon Girl's true purpose, yet Sistamir had never heard of it.

"Are you... kidding me?"

"what is that?"

Nolan blinked, closed an ancient book about celestial bodies, slid down the suspension ladder, and asked another question.

"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask? Isn't that your stuff?!"

The beautiful goddess king crossed her legs, cupped her pretty face in her hands, and said shyly, "If you put it that way, then all three thousand planes belong to me. How could I possibly remember so many?"

Chaos is the mother of all things, the father of the supreme gods; the origin of everything comes from the unfathomable black hole beneath the maiden's skirt.

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There has always been a legend in the Supreme Divine Court that five anima fluids were born in the black hole deep in the endless void. The Heavenly Father and the Night Mother, who possessed the Chaos Permission, each obtained one of them, which is the origin of the power of creation.

The whereabouts of the remaining three cosmolysts are unknown. They may be buried in the void, or they may have merged with living beings as the planes converged, or they may have been lost in some unknown corner.

280. This wave wasn't a loss.

When the five hearts can reunite, it will be the death knell for the world. The Lord of Chaos will devour everything in the form of the void and begin the next cycle.

However, the master of the Creation Mind Energy seemed completely unaware of this!