Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

“These days, nobody’s life is worthless. I still remember the comical way the Azure King ran away from the Starry Sky Martial Arts Tournament, and I also remember the scene of the Yellow Rock King being beaten by the Demon Overlord and running away with his head in his hands.”

The silver-clad guards looked at them with disdain; any free citizen had reason to resent the nobles of the Holy Alliance.

After all, what can a noble human king do in the galaxy at a time like this?

Of course, we should ask for help; even the soldiers know perfectly well!

"you!"

The captain of the guard gritted his teeth and was about to reprimand him when Heloise stopped him, her calm demeanor showing no anger at the offense.

“It’s alright, it’s safe here. I don’t need protection. Besides, he didn’t say a single wrong word.”

Heroine leisurely took out her exquisite pipe, flicked it, and was about to put it to her lips when she remembered something. She forced a sigh, waved her hand irritably, and suppressed a sigh.

"Lead the way."

The Empress lightly bit her red lips, a simple gesture that stunned the Silverwing Guards, who took a while to react.

"Uh, this way please."

Heroines, wearing high heels, followed the Silverwing Guards onto the carriage. Her tall figure remained graceful, but her lower abdomen was slightly protruding, and her alluring figure appeared somewhat plump.

There is no doubt that Her Majesty the Empress is pregnant, although it is unknown how that little girl managed to do it.

But a contract is a contract. The Lord of Chaos granted Heloise's wish, and in return, she was willing to serve the Throne of Chaos wholeheartedly, offering all her loyalty and power to the Destroyer of All Realms.

But... this child's life cycle seems to be quite different from that of ordinary humans?

In just over a year, while most children are already speaking, this little guy is still not fully formed.

Heloise subconsciously touched her belly, gave a helpless bitter smile, and her wild face revealed the first hint of maternal instinct. Fortunately, she still had plenty of time to wait.

The premise is that the Holy Alliance can rise from the ashes of change and survive into the next era...

The urgent battle situation caused the gentle look on Lord Crimson Lotus's face to gradually disappear, and he focused on the upcoming hearing of the Council of Freedom Wings, which would determine whether His Highness the Holy Son and Lord Blue Shield could gain the support of the Sanctuary of Stars.

The quiet streets were completely different from when she last came to the galactic plane. Heloise lifted the curtain and glanced at the empty ring road. She heard enthusiastic cheers coming from afar and asked curiously.

"A new round of conscription has begun, and everyone has gone to watch the mobilization meeting for the dragon-slaying warriors."

The silver-clad guards looked dejected, expressing their distress. They said they would have liked to go to the scene to offer their support if they weren't on a mission.

"In the form of...singing?"

Heloise smiled gently. The Free Federation was indeed a wonderful country.

"To be precise, it was a performance, Your Majesty."

Faith empowers the free people, and the inspiration of the Star Songstress makes them invincible!

Heloise became even more curious, "Whose?"

"Of course it's Lord Messiah."

The silver-clad guard frowned slightly, seemingly quite displeased with the Red Lotus King's ignorance, before revealing a look of infatuation.

The young lady of the Astral Consortium frequently appears on the dimensional battlefield to offer support. As a wisher, she provides aura buffs. The rock 'n' roll style of the World Destroyer Diva keeps the dragon-slaying warriors tireless, and the influence of the Destructive Notes grows day by day.

Heloise suddenly realized that the songstress of the chaotic world was incredibly popular, which explained why the Wings of Freedom Legion was so powerful.

"Oh, that's a real shame. I'm afraid I won't have time to see that big star in person."

"really."

The Silverwing Guardian sighed again. Thanks to the Empress, he had also missed the chance to get close to his idol.

724. Re-emergence

Unlike the Wings of Liberty Legion, the Dragon Slayer Alliance is independent of the Council, serves the Astral Foundation and the Allied Families, and is under the full command of the Winged Lion Commander. Many of its officers come from the Star Alliance School.

The new mobilization meeting was open to all non-hostile factions of the Federation, offering exceptionally generous treatment and conditions, and even the possibility of spending time with the Starry Night Diva, attracting many adventurers with formidable strength.

However, not everyone can become a member of the Dragon Slayer Warriors. The recruits must be at least level 10 or higher, and it is an immense honor for the elites who can join.

At this moment, on the open-air stage in the central square, a beautiful and charming blue-haired girl is dancing gracefully. Her dark blue military uniform is more like a mage's robe. Her attire is not gorgeous, but her charm is deadly.

The Messiah's scepter replaced the microphone, radiating water elemental fluctuations. The aura of prayer, mediated by song, uplifted the spirits, and every syllable from his mouth ignited the entire arena, resulting in deafening roars of cheers.

After a long time, her pretty face was still as sweet as ever, but she had lost some of her innocence and naivety. Her delicate features had also been tainted with a touch of madness due to the mark of chaos. In just one year, she had become a witch idol known to everyone on the battlefield of the planes.

This mobilization meeting was simpler and rougher than the previous performance venues. Its purpose was no longer to celebrate. Everyone knew that the Astral Consortium was responsible for the preparation of nearly one-third of the Wings of Freedom Legion, sparing no expense in key areas.

This did not prevent the audience from enjoying the exhilarating dance music brought by the world-destroying witch; they only regretted their lack of strength to follow the Messiah and fight to protect their homeland.

Although he was only passing by from a distance, the Crimson Lotus King caught a glimpse of this shocking scene and was filled with emotion.

The Free People are united as one, willingly charging into battle even knowing the enemy is a ferocious monster, while the humans of the Holy Alliance are a disorganized mess.

The seven nobles fought for power on their own, and the rift between the nobles and commoners had reached an irreparable point, making the path to change extremely difficult.

As for the outcome of seeking help from the Federation, Heloise already knew before she came, but now she could only do her best to help His Highness win the trust of the Wings of Freedom Council.

.......

As the song ended, Messiah bowed deeply, panting as he bid farewell to the stage, handing over the mobilization meeting to the quartermaster.

Backstage, the world-destroying songstress, drenched in sweat, plopped down on a box, while her former adorable assistant, now a lowly attendant, handed her a glass of ice water.

Messiah gazed at the sea of ​​people waiting to register, chin in hand, and looked up at the sky with satisfaction. In just one year, she had gone from being an idol to a student, and then from school to the battlefield.

From a humble prayer who initially held everyone back to an indispensable leader of the dragon-slaying legion, Messiah hasn't touched a soft bed in a long time and can now fall asleep almost anywhere.

She had her delicate feet blistered and her hair tangled with blood cut. She had secretly cried more than once, but the pampered young lady endured it all.

Because this is a must. What Wings of Freedom needs most right now is a brave and fearless role model who takes the lead. And his wife would never want to see a weak and incompetent version of herself.

The difficult circumstances made him grow rapidly. Now, even without activating the Messiah Mark, he has the strength of a Quasi-Saint and may reach the threshold of the Saint Realm at any time.

Messiah sadly clutched the little skirt, unable to help but miss that mysterious girl again; she had always been the most special person in the world.

"Why haven't you heard a word? You could at least write me a letter..."

Who could have imagined that the four girls from St. Lenza Academy would never be able to return to their dormitory?

Under the same starry sky, more than one girl is trying to shorten the distance between herself and Nolan, even though she doesn't know where she is.

With the Messiah's heavy responsibility on her shoulders, Zenora bears the mission of revitalizing the Seven Kingdoms, while Catherine is also exploring the depths of the Void to find the cause of the upheaval in the Valley of the Glory.

They are no longer students.

A year is neither a long nor a short time; to the gods, it is but a blink of an eye, yet it causes countless concerns in the mortal world.

The vanished beautiful goddess-king severed all communication, returned to her primordial will, and observed the world as an outsider, driving her immortal divine body to travel through the realms in an attempt to find that answer.

The more Nolan wandered, the more confused she became. By the time she reached the Holy Alliance, she was no longer sure if it was truly in Asteria's hands.

Nolan had to admit that the Seven Stars Goddess didn't care about winning or losing or the stakes. Her schemes had other purposes, but they weren't necessarily hostile. If she just wanted chaos to engulf the world, she wouldn't have gone to such lengths.

Once again, Chaos descended upon the plane of Avalon. The weary adventurers glanced up at the Septian Cathedral high above and discreetly entered the city.

It was still as noisy and crowded as ever, with a clear distinction between nobles and commoners. Street vendors were being harassed by guards, while noble servants on carriages were arrogant and haughty, as if the tense atmosphere outside the city was completely irrelevant to them.

From a neutral perspective, the Holy Alliance's position is precarious. The barbarians in the northern polar snowfields are launching a fierce offensive, and the Alliance forces are suffering repeated defeats. Huangyan Province has completely fallen into the hands of the Abyss, like letting wolves into the house, and it is also subject to dragon invasions from time to time.

Beset by internal and external troubles, the Holy Alliance could be utterly destroyed if it is not handled carefully, and the human race has no allies left to help it.

The shame of the Rock Dynasty plane is being forgotten, just like the betrayed Holy Marshal. He only put up a symbolic resistance at the beginning, and then quietly lay down to accept the brilliance. The people of the Holy Alliance have no sense of cohesion or identity whatsoever.

Most of the royal nobles were too foolish to see the truth and blindly indulged in their own world of pleasure. Perhaps only the descendants of the emperor at that round table would be so nervous that they couldn't sleep.

Seeing that this city of sin was still beyond redemption, Nolan felt relieved and leisurely searched for a place to stay.

Her former student (classmate) is now the seventh Holy War Maiden. Other Holy Maidens and even Holy Sons are all intricately connected with Invincible and Nolan. Her unmarried pregnant wife is the infamous and stunningly beautiful Empress. There is also a little prince in the same boat who is crying for milk. Logically speaking, the two Qiaos have no shortage of important friends.

Walking through the crowded streets, the down-on-his-luck adventurer wouldn't even be bothered by thieves, and Nolan had absolutely no intention of catching up with anyone.

In other words, Lockray failed?

Not entirely. The civilian districts surrounding the city, while not exactly prosperous, are at least no longer the dirty and chaotic slums of the past, existing only to please a small group of powerful and wealthy people.

The Holy Alliance is terminally ill, having persisted for millennia. Change cannot be achieved overnight, and it is difficult to reverse the situation by one person alone.

As I said before, unless a miracle occurs.

It is obvious that such a human race is not worthy of competing with other factions, and will not survive the Chaos Era.

The question is whether Asteria wants her followers to wither away and their faith to die out, or whether she wants to preserve her position as the God-King forever.

725. Traitor

The atmosphere at Dawn Tavern was relaxed at midday, with adventurers chatting and clinking glasses in small groups, complaining about the unreasonable allies and how difficult it was to complete their quests.

The Avalon branch was rather deserted compared to other adventurers' guilds. During the tense war, all factions were strictly checking for foreign races entering and leaving the country, so only adventurers who had nothing better to do would come to the Holy Alliance.

A slender figure walked into the tavern at this moment, handed the quest items from her backpack to the lady, and after confirming that everything was correct, took her payment and sat down at the bar.

Even the Holy Alliance of Water and Bread is more expensive than elsewhere. The unfamiliar outsider took off his cloak and hood, revealing beautiful short hair that reached his ears. The rare bright silver luster made the others pause for a moment.

The foreign adventurer turned out to be a girl with a small face painted with jungle camouflage. Her facial features were quite attractive, but what made men unable to look away was the devilish figure hidden under her cloak.

The deal with the Temple of Love and Wisdom brought great rewards to the beautiful young goddess king. Her faith power increased day by day, and her alluring body gradually shed its immaturity, growing closer and closer to the leader.

The middle-aged bartender swallowed hard as he looked at the girl's well-developed breasts. He then caught a glimpse of the chain badge hanging on her chest, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Followers of the Chaotic Throne are not common in Avalon. Lately, the Holy Alliance has been recruiting new soldiers everywhere and sending them north. The planes outside the capital are in chaos. It's easy to get in but hard to get out, especially for a girl wandering alone."

Nolan nodded and thanked the other party for the kind reminder.

The fall of the Rhine not only sparked a war, but also exposed the true nature of the Chaos Knight. The image of the witch Nolan single-handedly fighting against the Lord of the Tides and the Amethyst Dragon Mother, turning the tide of battle, is deeply etched in everyone's hearts.

To be honest, Nolan really had no reason to be angry. The news of Valhalla's destruction had just shocked the world when the Chaos Knights amazed everyone at the All-Star Tournament.

Overnight, the Throne of Chaos became the most sought-after ruler in the middle world, officially replacing the Temple of War as one of the five major divine kingdoms. Many powerful factions extended olive branches, and diplomatic envoys flocked to visit Bandari.

Under the leadership of the Dragon Princess, the Chaos Throne has now spread the gospel of chaos throughout the world, attracting more and more powerful individuals to guide their followers in seeking a foothold through the chaos of order.

Although the Six Paths of Entropy Demons have vanished, the Fallen War Maiden Fenrir and the Evil Commander Saya continue to spread the gospel, and witch idols wreak havoc on the world.

The stable relationship between the Chaos Throne and the seven High Elf courts and the Astral Consortium has made the Chaos Apostles no longer as insignificant as before. The surrounding adventurers instantly withdrew their frivolous gazes and dared not provoke the girl.