Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

Unbeknownst to them, the three tense trainees gradually relaxed their vigilance.

"What's going on? There's not even a living person here?"

Lin Dichen swung his sword and cut down a vine blocking his path. Before he could finish speaking, he encountered a dead man.

The boy suddenly tripped over something and almost fell. He staggered to his feet and looked closely before realizing that it was a skeleton!

"what?"

Yero nimbly retreated, and the gem at the top of her vine staff shone with its most potent fiery spirit luster.

Her first reaction was to chant the level eight secret technique, Flaming Flower Ring, to defend her surroundings, which was commendable.

Ekaterina shrank back. She had no particular weapon, her slender fingers waving in the air as she uttered a complex and obscure dragon language.

Dragon Princess's fair skin instantly formed a crystal shell, and her physical and magical resistance reached its peak.

Nolan was somewhat surprised; the other soul inside this explosively sexy body was clearly a rare gem elemental warrior with astonishing combat power.

However, the gentle and innocent little maid revealed a soul color that belonged to a Crystal Dragon Language Mystic, and completely different operating methods coexisted within Ekaterina.

"Relax, he's really dead!"

Lin Dichen waved his hand, bent down, and pulled aside the branches and leaves to reveal the complete skeleton and the uniform on the body.

"They were from Ceylon College, and I wonder how long they've been dead here."

After the examination, the boy made this judgment.

The skeleton was long covered by vines, the decayed bones were fragile and loose, and it was impossible to tell its strength in life. The soul had also dissipated. Only the spear in its hand, broken in two, was a decent weapon, with runes of a high level condensed on it.

Imbuing a weapon with magical attributes is a sign of a martial artist who is extremely confident in their attack power. Just like the black-clad swordsman, Lin Dichen's single sword is no less powerful than Parkinson's sword from the Polar Snowfield.

"How did he die in a place like this?"

Lin Dichen looked around in confusion; the forest posed absolutely no threat.

Puzzled, the young man had an idea. He took the unclaimed spatial ring from the other's finger bone, explored it with his soul, and instantly released all the hidden items, scattering them all over the ground.

!

The three of them immediately froze, speechless as they stared at the unclaimed spoils scattered on the ground.

"A pure gemstone of spatial elements... Fiery Dragon's Fang... Demon Fruit... This!?"

In addition, there is a complete level 12 magical beast corpse. The hide is an excellent material for crafting magical armor, and the bones and claws are also good materials for forging weapons!

There were also many precious materials whose names none of the three could recall, and their unusual nature could be sensed through the fluctuations of their souls.

Nolan sat on the treetop with a clear view, and what puzzled her was that she couldn't find any trace of these things here.

Has it already been completely explored by predecessors?

"I've won the lottery!"

Lin Dichen cheered, this time not daring to keep all these treasures, which were roughly estimated to be worth tens of millions, for himself.

The Ceylon students, who failed to escape, gained a lot, which completely distracted the three of them, and they did not notice an unusual wind blowing through the forest.

"Oh my, it seems you've found something interesting!"

An untimely voice rang out from behind Catherine and Yero; it was from other strangers besides the four of them.

Yero stiffened and turned around to see three tall young men slowly approaching.

The double-edged sword on their combat uniforms is a symbol of Saxony, a notorious and toxic academy.

Someone's already this close?

when!

Lin Dichen's heart sank, his smile froze on his face, and he slowly drew his sharp sword.

The person who spoke was already behind Catherine, a sharp dagger held diagonally against the maid's neck.

"Don't move. I can't bear to see such a beautiful girl with a few more scars on her face."

The fact that they were able to approach them so quietly means that their strength should not be underestimated.

The boy behind Catherine had dreadlocks. He looked at the three bright and beautiful "girls," licked his lips, and said with a grin, "Hey, did you bring maids with you to Paradise Island? Where did you young ladies come from? Hahahaha!"

"I'm a man!"

Lin Dichen stepped forward with a dark face, his sword pointing at the assassin. Only a rat in the gutter would like to attack from behind.

The tall, thin young man stroked his beard, a small black knife twirling between his nimble fingers; a slight misstep could pierce Catherine's neck.

"Oh? That's really rude. I think you look better in a dress. What a pity."

Faced with the blatant provocation, Lin Dichen snorted coldly, stomped his feet heavily on the ground, stirring up black air waves, and his figure flashed across the sky like lightning.

Another tall, unarmed man sneered, leaped up, and met the black whirlwind head-on with both fists.

clang!clang!clang!

They clashed in close combat, exchanging blows several times in the air before retreating simultaneously to test each other's strength.

Lin Dichen retreated to Yeluo's side, his expression solemn. This was the first time he had encountered an opponent who could withstand the black sword with his bare hands and emerge unscathed.

The boxer staggered back a few steps, his steps faltering and he was slightly outmatched; he was a level 10 peak combatant.

He rubbed his aching wrists, his metal gauntlets covered in sharp spikes. "This little wench is quite strong. Is she some barbarian from the Far East?"

Yero gripped her vine staff tightly, flames erupting from it, and shouted, "Saxons, do you intend to declare war on Saint Lenza here?"

The three seemed to recognize the charming Seven Luminaries Saintess of Iserland. They exchanged glances, showing no fear, and their smiles were playful.

"What are you saying? You were the ones who started it. If you had just behaved yourselves like that big woman, nothing would have happened."

"Huh?"

At the same time, Ekaterina, belatedly realizing what was happening, cried out in alarm and hurriedly fled from her captors, clutching her skirt.

The dagger scraped across the skin with a harsh, grating sound. It failed to strike a vital spot but left a trail of blood.

The assassin in the shadows looked bewildered, clearly not expecting the tall maid to make such a foolish move in his hands; if he hadn't been careful, that beautiful head would have been severed.

"Didn't I tell you not to move? Hahaha, look how dangerous it is!"

The three Saxon students looked at Long Ji's crystalline skin and vaguely remembered her, but for a moment they couldn't recall where they had seen her before.

Ekaterina waved her hands nervously and said, "Why are you all fighting? Can't you talk things out?"

What is she saying...?

This maid dragon seemed completely unaware of her purpose in coming here. Upon hearing this, Saxon and the other two laughed, while Yero and Lin Dichen also had strange expressions.

The three enemy expedition members were obviously not well-intentioned. How common are murder and robbery in other dimensions?

66. The Awakening Queen

The silent assassin forced a smile as he stepped into the sunlight. His face was ordinary, but his eyes were extremely sinister.

He shrugged and said, “Everyone, relax. We have no grudges against Saint Lenza. It would be too unpleasant to start a fight to the death right after we meet. How about we have a calm negotiation?”

"What's this guy spouting nonsense, holding a knife to someone's throat? We're ready to fight anytime!"

Lin Dichen marked the three unknown individuals with his finger, indicating their next move.

The assassin is one, entrusted to oneself.

The two boxers were to be dealt with by Ekaterina, who seemed to be in very abnormal condition today.

The remaining back-row magic-type class, whose strength is unknown, is number three, and Yero comes to restrain them.

The boxer beckoned with his finger and grinned maliciously, "Hand over everything, and I might mercifully let you go. Otherwise, you might end up missing an arm or a leg."

Lin Dichen sneered, exuding roguish charm, "First come, first served, haven't you heard? If you've got the guts, come and take it yourself!"

"Heh, isn't it common sense that the weak pay tribute to the strong? Cute girls like you should just hide quietly; no one would have the heart to hurt you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the assassin turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared from everyone's sight. His words and actions were inconsistent, showing his cunning.

"Weak?"

Lin Dichen curled his lips into a smile, and with his right hand, he slashed the air with his black sword. A black wind howled, and he intercepted the assassin who was about to attack Yeluo amidst a blur of fallen leaves.

"Oh?"

The assassin chuckled, surprised that he had discovered so quickly that this Eastern swordsman was likely the strongest in Saint Lenza.

Ding!

The dagger and the black sword clashed fiercely, marking the start of the unexpected first battle.

The assassin was enveloped in yellow flames, and with a backhand motion, he pulled out a second curved dagger from behind his back, his attack cunning and vicious.

The level eleven Earth Soul was slippery and unpredictable in the hands of the Saxon student, completely different from the heavy and solid style that Lin Dichen remembered.

The black-clad youth's sword missed its mark again, and his opponent vanished into the mud. A vortex of quicksand gradually formed beneath his feet, possessing a powerful binding force.

Lin Dichen had no choice but to move quickly and not linger anywhere. Everywhere he stepped was the opponent's home ground, which was the outstanding advantage of the earth element.

The assassin moves nimbly underground, like a fish in water, turning every inch of land into a potential threat. Danger is everywhere, and they never confront the swordsman head-on, making them very difficult to deal with.

In close-quarters, dangerous combat, the short dagger has the advantage. A high-frequency dual-wielding offensive technique, combined with ground spikes and mud, quickly forced Lin Dicheng to be on the defensive.

The eerie aura emanating from the black sword seemed to be a combination of dark and wind elements, possessing astonishing speed and immense power. Each collision generated a recoil force that consumed a significant amount of the assassin's energy, causing the assassin considerable trouble.

On the other side, Yero's red hair flowed as if burning, and as soon as she finished chanting, the temperature of the surrounding air rose!

"O fiery spirits wandering the heavens and earth, heed my call and unleash divine punishment upon the fallen heretics!"

Seven pillars of fire erupted from the ground one after another, shooting into the sky, each one thicker and hotter than the last.

Saxony's third student screamed and slapped his robes, rolling to dodge the successive bursts of flame, then using the wind element to leap lightly.

The sorcerer landed on a tree branch with light element, clearly uttering a series of musical notes. He opened his arms and shot out two brilliant streams of energy, the main color of which was a rare high-level light element.

boom!

The intense beam of light, focused on a single point, struck the fire shield, interrupting Yero's chanting of a divine punishment technique that would further destroy the world, forcing her to concentrate on maintaining her defense.

As everyone knows, the saintess of Itheran is an arbitration mage whose specialization in fire elemental magic is so powerful that no one can withstand it.