Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

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691. Many, many people will die here.

"Could it be!?"

Nolan's pupils contracted slightly as he recalled the similar curse on Canaan and suddenly understood why they had come.

Roland did not come as the commander of the evil forces, but as a neutral apostle of the soul ferryman. He would only go to the places where life had ended and transform them into members of the evil spirit army.

In other words, many, many people will die here!

Nolan's lips moved, her pretty face turned pale, and at the same time, the puppet knight clenched his fists, looking around blankly, trying to anticipate the potential threats within the Mirror Hall.

Vivian clasped her hands together, her knuckles turning white, keeping an eye on Sion while also watching the match, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Principal Reinhardt?"

Instructors Rhine shook their heads, and the others were also filled with doubt. Why was the Winged Lion City Lord nowhere to be seen at such a tense time? Where had the old man gone?

But how do we prevent known but difficult-to-locate threats, and immediately evacuate the entire city?

"Let's end it now, while there's still time."

Invincible muttered to herself, but immediately rejected the idea the next second. She was not a fate attendant who combed through people's hair, and she should not interfere with the future of millions of people at the same time.

Moreover, no one would end the Star Festival based on one person's absurd assumption, and the warriors who fought their way to the end would not agree to it either.

"What did you say?"

The headmistress blinked; even she wouldn't grant Invincible's request.

The Black Knight took a deep breath and sighed, "It's nothing."

Having been in this world for so long, the beautiful goddess-king actually thinks like a mortal and tries to defy fate. How ironic!

Recalling the figure of Wudi rushing out without saying a word, Vivian felt a warmth in her heart and whispered, "I'm entrusting this to you, Elder Xi. The Starry Sky Martial Arts Tournament must not be ruined in my hands."

"Ah."

Invincible looked at the cold figure on the back of the skeletal pegasus with a complicated expression.

Roland didn't come to watch the game; he came to wait for death, to wait for the moment when all the lords and apostles present would breathe their last.

What kind of power could possibly bury the Rhine City, a city teeming with powerful individuals, completely...?

In the blink of an eye, the wasteland in the desert became Flandre's garden. She hid among the plants and trees everywhere, while Nine Treasures, lost in the woods, was like a child, attracted by the mirage-like "dining hall" that appeared out of nowhere, and excitedly ran into the garden.

The sweet fragrance is the breath of a young girl, paralyzing the mind of her prey and weakening its body. The pink poison mist whets the appetite, leading the greedy little bear step by step to a lush green tree laden with fruit.

Rather than confronting them head-on, Flandre preferred to use clever tricks to coax the brat out of the game, which made her feel like a wicked witch, filled with guilt.

By the time the憨厚 (honest and simple) panda realized it had fallen into a trap, it had already swallowed a lot of flowers and berries. Its limbs gradually stiffened. Jiu Bao slapped its head, not knowing what had happened, and then roared, its fierce howl shaking the heavens.

"Ow!"

Unexpectedly, after the panda broke free from the poison with its frenzied blood, it pounced on the giant tree again. Its larger belly meant more food, and its larger mouth meant a faster eating speed.

The berserk bear's posture was actually all for the sake of eating more, making the audience's mouths twitch. Jiu Bao had no idea that this was an enemy trap, and he was determined to finish it all!

The giant bear licked its paws, its eyes filled with ecstasy and dazedness, before finally collapsing heavily to the ground, where it was entangled by vines and dragged deep into the garden to fall into a deep sleep.

"Pfft, hahaha!"

Even though the atmosphere was tense, Messiah couldn't help himself and only stopped when the Elf Queen pinched his cheek.

If it weren't for the presence of one terrifying spectator, whose laughter would have been even louder, it would have been a miracle if this clown had made it to the semi-finals.

When the outcome was revealed, Saxon, who had initially held onto a sliver of hope, looked dejected. Vivian nodded to herself, showering both contestants with praise.

Anyone with eyes can see that Jiu Bao is completely unafraid of venom. He has the body of a natural beast king, but his brain isn't very sharp. This child's talent is far superior to that of the white wolf and the snow leopard.

Because of the emergence of the "group of death," the remaining players from the other group stages were of average strength. Lin Dichen and Baihe advanced, and apart from Nolan, the other two who qualified were Flandre and Rodriguez.

Finally, it was Baihe's turn to face Lin Dichen. Shi Kodi clung tightly to Wudi's arm, her face full of conflict, unsure of which side to cheer for. Xi Weng seemed insignificant to her; ranking was the most important thing!

This year, St. Lenza's performance has been nothing short of spectacular, with three players making it to the quarterfinals and two of them consistently advancing to the semifinals. This has already made the principal very satisfied, but the insatiable, silly angel seems to be craving even more!

Unfortunately, apart from the Saint of [Fanghua], none of the remaining contestants possess the strength to challenge the Saintly Realm of the Double Crown, so they are probably out of the running for the finals.

Flandre won first, while the other Hawk Knight was not as strong as Camus. Seeing Nolan and Ekaterina, she decisively withdrew. The two charming girls will compete to determine who will advance to the final.

Rodriguez's qualification was a foregone conclusion. The "death wrestler" had eliminated too many strong players, so the semifinals were less exciting and somewhat boring for him than the group stage.

His opponent will be the victor between Lin Dichen and Baihe.

During this time, the Demon Lord remained completely still, watching the Starry Sky Martial Arts Tournament evolve into a fierce battle from afar, like a corpse, not even breathing. If they hadn't occasionally looked up, they would have almost forgotten their existence.

The internal conflict within St. Lenza Academy has generated considerable buzz. Many people still remember the bold words Lin Dichen uttered in the first round of the competition, and now the semi-finals have given him the opportunity to fulfill those words.

The one who blocked the boy's way was the black-winged angel. Yuri's delicate appearance and unpredictable tactics won her many fans, bringing the characteristics of a sorcerer to the extreme.

The battles in between were quite intense and dragged on for a long time. Now it was pitch black outside the Mirror Hall, and this was the last match of the day.

As both sides entered the battlefield, Lin Dichen, having witnessed Baihe's strategic abilities, began sweeping across the battlefield the moment he landed in the valley, giving the opponent no chance to set up any traps.

This time, Lily also chose a straightforward approach, immediately constructing an amplification array upon landing, directly guiding a large-scale dark spell to envelop the valley. She knew that Lin Dichen would definitely come, and very soon.

The black-clad swordsman moved swiftly, the wind whispering beside him. The boy, sensing the elemental ripples, rushed towards the gathering place of dark spirits without looking back.

It seemed to be a race against time. The moment Lin Dichen saw Baihe, her first spell was completed. Countless black feathers wove into two crossed arrows above her head, shooting through the wind wherever the staff pointed.

Two giant black arrows twisted and spiraled in the air, merging to form a spear. However, Lin Dichen was also a Soul Fusion class mastering dark elements, and the erosion of the Lily Black Thorn had no advantage over him.

692. The Great Pig Carnival

Chi!

The black spear reaped the lives in the valley, causing the vegetation to wither and die, heading straight for Lin Dichen.

The boy didn't slow down either. He flicked the rotten wood upwards, creating a wall of wind that weakened the black spear's momentum. He then easily deflected the spear tip.

Lin Dichen's arm trembled slightly as he removed the dark soul. The giant spear, which had been deflected, shattered into pieces before it even hit the ground. Its mysteries were difficult to discern with the naked eye, but a gentle breeze pierced out thousands of swords, penetrating the cursed energy body.

The difference in skill was immediately apparent after just one exchange.

Lily sighed. This was the most powerful high-level spell she had ever mastered. She said softly, "I am no match for you, much less for Rodriguez. So I won't waste your time and energy. Good luck, young man. I hope you will advance to the finals tomorrow."

"I appreciate your concession."

Lin Dichen paused, stopped in her tracks, forced a smile onto her indifferent face, and bowed respectfully.

The semi-finals concluded the following day amidst cheers and fireworks. After two days of fierce competition, only four avatars remained on the big screen – those were the stars of this year's Starry Sky Martial Arts Tournament!

The audience and many dignitaries present breathed a sigh of relief, because Sion really had come to watch the match, and he was so engrossed in it that he was even attracted by the heroic figure of the Dragon Rider Girl and applauded the biggest dark horse of the match.

With that, the four finalists for tomorrow have been decided. Only one of the student council president of Ceylon College and the dark horse freshman from Saint Lenza can remain, while Lin Dichen and Rodriguez will face off.

Whether the finals will be held early, or whether Fanghua and Manyue will bring about the ultimate showdown between Xingchen School, and whether Rodriguez can defend his title again and graduate with an impressive three-peat, everything is still unknown.

In short, nobody had high hopes for Saint Lenza's luck.

"Great!"

Skuld breathed a sigh of relief, waved her little fists and pressed them against Invincible, her two soft breasts pressing against the armor and making it creak.

What invincible heroes, what Ash Princess, none of them are reliable. A simp is still the best!

No one can sleep peacefully tonight except for the stars and the moon; the darkness is so thick that you can't see your hand in front of your face.

The void rift still existed, and the restless demons eagerly awaited what "Sion" could do to confront this infamous demon warrior head-on.

However, Death's servant disappointed everyone, simply keeping his promise and silently watching the night sky, awaiting the death knell.

News of the Evil Lord's high-profile appearance in the Mirror Hall spread throughout Rhine City, putting both the city's defense forces and the Unicorn Cavalry on high alert. This also made the Starry Sky Martial Arts Tournament the focus of the world, attracting close attention from all sides.

The Six Paths of Entropy Demons, resurrected evil spirits, and an increasing number of uninvited guests have left the busy priests of the Star Sanctuary unsure how to handle the situation.

In the distance, the teachers and students of St. Lenza Academy eagerly awaited the day of the finals, while the lonely goddess in the Crystal Palace smiled serenely, unraveling the fates of many who were about to reach their end.

The soldiers throughout the city searched for their lord like madmen, but Reinhardt seemed to have vanished from the prime plane. It was hard to imagine why the old headmaster would leave the fortress at this time.

Reinhardt's attention had long since left Invincible, or rather Nolan; another elusive guest seemed even more suspicious, behaving strangely.

The night was dark, and a black shadow flew at high speed through the air. The old man behind did not approach rashly, but locked onto the aura and tracked it from a distance.

The two traveled for a day and a night, covering thousands of miles from Rhine City, and unknowingly arrived at the edge of the prime plane, where the boundless sea led to the stars.

The shadowy figure finally stopped and stood on the beach. He turned back with a smile, took off his cloak, and revealed his handsome face.

Soon, the person he was waiting for emerged from the darkness, his cold eyes filled with murderous intent.

"When did you find my... Orotenbei?"

Reinhardt was facing the Dark-Clad Dragon King, who had disappeared when Catherine appeared.

The old man originally intended to first control the most threatening destabilizing factor before setting out to find out the source of the anomaly, just in case. Now it seems that it wasn't just his overthinking; the problem lies with Orotenbe.

"Midway, as expected of the Winged Lion Commander, his aging body seems to have no diminished his extraordinary alertness."

Orotanbe clapped lightly, his praise laced with mockery. In his eyes, orcs and winged races were both inferior beings, and hybrids were lowly bastards who should not exist in the world.

The Dragon King looked around, somewhat surprised that the old headmaster dared to come alone.

Reinhardt sneered, "No need to look. It's just me. Ordinary soldiers can't pose any threat to you. I alone am enough."

"Oh? It seems I've been underestimated."

Orotanbe's eyes flickered with slight annoyance. He had actually been looked down upon by a bastard. What a joke.

"If it were the Obsidian Dragon King, I might consider finding help. But the Dark Curtain Dragon King is nothing to me; I'm not that old yet!"

Reinhardt stepped forward, unfurling eight pure white wings, exuding a menacing aura.

"Very well, this arrogance will be the biggest mistake you ever make. No one can save you, and no one can warn those ignorant ants."

Oro nodded frankly, then surprisingly took a step back, revealing a strange smile.

"No matter what you want to do, don't even think about succeeding under my nose!"

Reinhardt roared, his body suddenly stopped, and seawater surged from the sand beneath his feet, wrapping around his legs and instantly freezing into blue crystals.

Orotanbe trembled, unable to conceal the fanatical excitement in his eyes, and shouted, "I will let this world feel the wrath of the dragons! No one can stop the rise of the Spectacular Valley!"