Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

The hook did not attack; it simply bound the willful Agate Dragon Princess tightly, dragging her away from the gravitational waves and pulling her toward the wormhole.

His Highness the Holy Son and the Water Spirit King's expressions changed drastically. This was a golden opportunity. As long as they could kill Bianca, they could destroy the Dragon Tide in one fell swoop. The sea creatures might be able to withstand endless losses, but the dragons, with their low reproductive capacity, absolutely could not.

"Ha! Dare to face me now?"

Nolan smiled instead of getting angry, and beckoned with his finger. The Black Knight suddenly sprang into pursuit, like a chimney spewing out a large amount of annihilation flames.

Only the Gatekeeper of Purgatory, the most powerful and loyal hound of the Destroyer of All Realms, can ignore black holes and shatter the void.

Following the blessing of the dragon of the Colorful Valley, the shadow of the Sea Throne has finally surfaced, and of the three traitors, only the Dharma form of the Venerable Qilin remains missing.

The Black Knight tore through space and leaped several times to catch up with the flying grappling hook. He held a fierce greatsword that seemed to have its own consciousness, and his terrifying figure inspired awe.

Buzz------!

The divine weapon, shimmering with purple light, slashed down on the fishbone. The violent shockwave and the metallic hum of metal scraping together made the soldiers' blood boil and their hearts race.

Even with such power, the fishbone chains did not break. They only split open a gap, trembled slightly, and then cowered and shuddered, as if afraid of something, shrinking back and fleeing at an even faster speed.

750. The Cute Side

Nolan was equally stunned, frozen in place, while the puppet doppelganger, now without orders, carried the giant sword and watched helplessly as Bianca was dragged further and further away.

Arlinda hurriedly shouted, "Seal off the dimension!"

The Privy Council Grand Master and the surviving sorcerers quickly chanted chaotic spells, frequently disrupting spatial beacons in an attempt to destabilize the wormhole, but their haste made little progress.

"Roar!"

The dragon's roar echoed across the plains. Lula spread her giant wings and, ignoring the attacks of the Crimson Lotus King and the Rainbow Archbishop, forcefully seized the opportunity.

The Dragon Queen's enormous body stood before them, her crystalline form radiating a blinding white light. With each flap of her wings and swish of her tail, she absorbed most of the attacks, willing to sacrifice her last hope of escape to ensure Bianca's safe departure.

The crazed dragon princess let out a furious roar of defiance, was dragged into the wormhole by the hook, and the next second, the spring completely disappeared.

As the tide receded, there were no longer any fully formed enemy troops on the main battlefield. Most of the dragon beasts had been swallowed by the black hole, and the human soldiers of the Revolutionary Army were also exhausted, slowly surrounding and killing the few remaining aberrations.

As the battle drew to a close, the survivors couldn't help but cheer with joy. The Holy Alliance's support had brought a devastating victory to the Tranquil Lands, stopping the dragon tide's attack before the arrival of the Dragon Slayer Legion.

Lula breathed a sigh of relief and did not continue to resist. She simply raised her long neck, gracefully transformed into human form, and extended her hand.

"According to the general rules of the dimensional battlefield, I am now a prisoner, right?"

A light-binding shackle bound the Moonstone Dragon Mother's hands and feet. Selene snorted coldly, the enemy who had surrendered was no challenge at all.

Heroine was furious but helpless. Although she couldn't stop Bianca, a dragon king was still quite valuable.

The pure waters of the royal court were now tainted with blood and plague, becoming murky and polluted. The silver-haired girl, revered by the soldiers, stood alone on the lake, surrounded by floating limbs and corpses.

Nolan was lost in thought, his overly calm expression making him seem somewhat dazed.

"Thank you."

The elven scholars breathed a sigh of relief; without human help, they would never have survived until the Free Federation's support arrived.

If that monster had been allowed into the city, the weak citizens of the Water Spirit Royal Court would likely have suffered heavy casualties. Arlinda also bowed slightly, expressing her sincere gratitude to the Crimson Lotus King and His Highness the Holy Son.

Lockrean's expression was not good. He disregarded the friendship of the high elves and, supported by Bella, stepped into the battlefield, treading over the corpses of countless dragon beasts to reach Nolan.

Lockrean shook the girl's thin shoulders and asked in a deep voice, "Why did you let her go? We could have ended the war here!"

Even before the hook appeared, Nolan had already taken control of the battle and could annihilate an adult dragon at any time.

"War never ends, it just spreads from one corner to another."

Nolan casually slapped Locke Ryan's hand away, his response intriguing.

Lockrean clenched his fists, unable to hide his regret. Even if he couldn't end the dragon tide, Bianca's death would greatly weaken the Valley of the Dragons.

If we could capture the Agate Dragon Princess or even control the dragon beast army through her, that would be a completely different story.

What a pity... what a real pity!

"I didn't expect you to have a vulnerable side."

Perhaps because of Ekaterina, or perhaps because of Manun, whatever the reason, Nolan seemed reluctant to hurt Bianca.

Are you lecturing me?

Nolan narrowed his eyes, his crimson pupils flashing with a dangerous light—a description not befitting the destroyer of all realms.

Locke Ryan rubbed his face and apologized softly, "Of course not. I am delighted to discover your adorable side, but I need a cruel witch right now."

"Heh, no matter how much you praise me, it won't change the stance of the Chaos Throne. I'm not taking action for you, so please understand your place."

Nolan rolled his eyes, almost gritting his teeth. Beating up the bitch goddess was second only to destroying the traitor in terms of priority.

What Lockrean found infinitely arrogant, Bella heard more like flirting. The special relationship between the two was so complex that it was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. The most subtle thing was that neither of them had ever broken through that barrier.

.......

The waters of Neptune lingered over the tranquil land, submerging much of the land. The cleanup work took a considerable amount of time, and the city and its surroundings remained on high alert.

The elves are both proud and courteous, and they are never stingy with their friends who fight alongside them, generously offering all their treasures to their allies.

The soldiers enjoyed the best healing spells and restored their energy at the military camp outside the city, while the officers and lords were invited to a banquet in the inner city palace, with the Crimson Lotus King and His Highness the Holy Son naturally being the most honored guests.

Most of the allied forces were wounded, including several saintesses. Halenaar's injuries were so severe that she could not attend. Both sides were disheartened after the battle.

The Water Spirit Royal Court and the Holy Alliance suffered heavy losses, and the singing, dancing, and string music were clearly unsuitable for this occasion; the quiet hall was unusually deserted.

The two sides exchanged polite words in the common language of the Federation. The elven royal family was still worried about the enemy threat, while the human officers, who had resolved the immediate crisis, were more concerned about the lost Blue Shield Province and the hostile stance of the Platinum Palace. Everyone was distracted.

Yero had a bandage on her face, had little appetite, and her big eyes kept darting between the Empress and the Archbishop.

The two faces were incredibly lifelike, and their figures were exactly the same, with curves that were perfectly proportioned. However, their expressions were completely different; one was passionate and fiery, while the other was cold and resolute.

"Lady Celimone is actually the elder sister of the Crimson Lotus King? How come I've never heard of her before?"

Panini chewed on a flower petal, looking distressed. "Even I am seeing Lady Celimoni's true face for the first time, so of course you wouldn't know."

The elves' offerings to their guests consisted mainly of fruits and flowers, exquisite and beautiful, but not enough to satisfy their hunger. A group of rude officers actually preferred a feast of meat.

"This is the first time I've heard of this either."

Curtis sighed, munching on his fruit, his gaze unable to leave the sweet and invincible lady.

That being said, Celimoni was not very close to Heloise. The two sisters of the Crimson Royal Family sat on either side of the silver-haired girl, directly squeezing the Holy Prince next to the Elf King, a rather awkward position.

Her charm stemmed from her formidable strength and outstanding appearance. Although the guests kept their eyes hidden, the focus of the entire event was clearly on the mysterious witch who believed in Chaos. This was the first time the Chaos Knight had appeared in the public eye since the Star Festival.

Arlinda noticed Lockrean's worries, and when she thought of Her Majesty the Queen, whose scandals with her roommate were rampant, she couldn't help but chuckle.

"Are those two on bad terms?"

"It's not that they're bad; as we've seen, they're completely incompatible. If it weren't for special circumstances, they probably would never have met in their lives."

751. The Prisoner of Arrogance

Lockrean smiled and lightly clinked glasses with the scholar lord and the beautiful elven king. Even in the eyes of the high elves, his perfect etiquette and manners were impeccable.

"Is it that serious?"

Arlinda laughed too. The Crimson Queen was known for her ruthless methods and romantic affairs, and of course she would not show mercy to any member of the royal family during her rise to power.

Although it was a grand feast for the Elf King, the main character sat on the side, and Nolan's every move attracted everyone's attention.

As for the little things that happen under the table, not everyone can see them...

Heroine hadn't even had time to take off her Red Lotus military uniform; the tight uniform couldn't contain her voluptuous figure, but it only enhanced her allure and added to her sexiness.

The flirtatious empress kicked off her boot with one foot, revealing her long legs encased in black stockings, which restlessly rubbed against the legs of her nominal "husband."

"What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking... the boots probably aren't very breathable."

Nolan rested her chin on her hand and yawned; she had never liked these kinds of social occasions.

"what!"

On the other side, Selene twitched the corners of her mouth and laughed out loud without any restraint. Of course, Heloise's little actions did not escape her notice, but she did not expect the two to be so close.

After a long separation, is this the greeting that God sends to his faithful believers?

Heloise raised an eyebrow, her face slightly flushed, and reached out to pinch the girl's slender waist, but unexpectedly, Celimoni had already hooked her arm around Nolan's neck and pulled her under her arm.

The archbishop's rude behavior was like that of a thug, not at all like that of a qualified clergyman. Selene didn't even look at Heloise, and said with a playful tone, "I heard that you are the strongest apostle. Neither Orowuff nor Curtis are your match. I want to try. You are not allowed to activate your soul circuits and magic armor."

Priests who enjoy competing in strength with others are quite rare.

"You win."

Nolan grunted, offering no resistance, and quietly buried himself in thought about the various anomalies on the battlefield.

Selene's chest was also enormous, soft and elastic beneath her divine robes, making one completely unwilling to struggle.

"Let go, don't make me say it a second time."

Heloise's voice was cold, suppressing her anger.

Selene hugged Nolan even tighter, sneering as she played with her smooth face: "You think you can still order me around, Your Majesty? If you're so capable, come and take it yourself, just like you stole all my beloved things."

"......"

Heroise took a sip of tobacco, stretched her wrists, and a crimson flame quietly rose.

A rainbow of light burst forth from Serimone's body, and the two waves collided violently in the air, startling those around them who hurriedly hid to the side.

The Water Spirit King and the Lord of Tranquil City were both troubled. Humans were indeed the most controversial race. No wonder they were plagued by irreconcilable internal and external troubles. It was hard to imagine how these two powerful beings managed to suppress the Moonstone Dragon Mother.

Sariel hesitated, but Locke Ryan held her hand to indicate that it was alright. The cold-blooded snowman from the frozen tundra suddenly felt her face burning.

Suddenly, the noisy banquet hall fell silent; for some unknown reason, everyone stopped talking at the same time.

A tall figure was escorted into the Azure Palace by imperial guards. The two women, who had been at odds, instantly turned on each other, and the temperature in the room plummeted.

She was a tall woman in white, beautiful and dignified, but not comparable to a high elf. Her most distinctive features were not her appearance, but her enormous crystal tail and moonstone horns.

Even though they were bound by rune shackles, no one dared to let their guard down. The Berserker Princess instinctively stood up and stood behind Lula.