Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

This aloof and unapproachable demeanor, which the Crimson Lotus King had only ever seen in His Holiness the Pope, who, before even uttering a word, had already shown utter contempt for the world, looking down upon all living beings from a superior position.

"I kind of don't recognize you anymore..."

From the moment Invincible and Nolan became one, the divine authority was once again enshrined in the immortal divine body, no longer a mortal walking the world in flesh and blood.

"Yeah."

Nolan flexed his slender fingers, then slapped the plump, firmest part of the fruit with a "smack," making it feel incredibly bouncy.

Heroines sprang up as if electrocuted, rolled her eyes, and the complex emotions in her heart vanished instantly.

"Save that excuse to fool other believers. I've said it before, as long as you grant my request, you are my god."

Nolan glanced at Her Majesty the Empress's flat stomach, which was free of any excess fat. The Seed of Chaos was growing vigorously, albeit very slowly.

"The reasons are very good."

"So what are we waiting for?"

Heloise licked her lips, her long-held longing transforming into a fierce outburst of possessiveness. This alluring pose was a sight no one else could ever witness.

Mortals should serve the gods.

.......

To Alinda's surprise, Lockrean asked to borrow the portal the very next day, showing no intention of joining forces with the Dragon Slayer Alliance.

The elves had no reason to refuse an ally who offered help, and no one knew how the revolutionary army, far from their homeland, would save its people.

755. The most savage place in the world

Even in the afternoon, the air in this tranquil place was still damp and misty.

Are you really sure you want to go there?

Arlinda stood beside the magic crystal tower, making a final check. The expressions on Lockrean and Nolan's faces gave her a positive answer; their next targets were surprisingly similar.

Dozens of Privy Council Archmages were chanting spatial spells on the lake below the floating city, stabilizing the soon-to-be-formed teleportation gate and sending this pack of stray dogs to another country.

The revolutionary army's destination was extremely far from the seven royal courts, so the teleportation array was constructed very slowly and consumed a huge amount of souls, even the Elf King had to join in.

"Thank you for your generosity. Hopefully, the dragon tide will not return."

His Highness bowed deeply to the Elf City Lord, somewhat absent-minded, his subtle gaze drifting between the Crimson Lotus King and the Chaos Witch who appeared at the same time.

Arlinda smiled and said, "Don't worry, if nothing unexpected happens, Lord Reinhardt's army will arrive tomorrow, accompanied by a few of your old friends. So I don't quite understand why you're in such a hurry to leave. The Obsidian Empire is no less dangerous than the Splendid Valley."

No one could guess what the revolutionary leader, who had just fled the White Front, was thinking. Instead of returning to the Holy Alliance to clear his name, Lockrean headed further and further north.

It wasn't just the high elves who were puzzled; Selene and the five saintesses were also uneasy about this unknown journey, even though the human race was already in a very dangerous situation.

Ripples spread across the lake, and a blurry vortex gradually took shape, opening a path to another dimension.

Alinda slowly exhaled. The farthest spatial coordinates they knew could only be reached in Steelbone Town, a neutral zone at the border between the Savage Beast Territory and the Obsidian Empire.

"Good luck to you."

After all, they were bringing such a large force with them, and if they were not careful, they could easily be besieged by local forces, or even besieged by orcs and giants.

Lockrean nodded and immediately gave the order, leading Curtis through the portal first without any hesitation.

The revolutionary army withdrew from the tranquil place in an orderly manner, and the silver-haired girl was not in a hurry, admiring the pair of terrified eyes under the black knight's helmet.

Beside Nolan, Heloise stretched, her beautiful face radiant with energy, as if she had received a great deal of nourishment.

Arlinda glanced at the flirtatious Empress, then leaned close to Nolan's ear and whispered, "Please be careful. Dealing with Nash the Giant rarely ends well, and I don't trust Lockrean. If he's not a sage, he's definitely a vicious thug."

Nolan blinked, took out two black envelopes engraved with chaotic runes, and entrusted them to the Elf King.

"I won't give her to anyone else. Take these to Zenora and Messiah respectively, and don't you dare peek!"

Alinda chuckled and shook her head, silently agreeing.

Her Majesty the Queen is busy with official duties, but she will come in person no matter how far away the child is, as long as there is news of him. As for the young lady of the Star Realm Consortium, she is probably almost here, just a little late.

Hearing this in front of the prisoners, Lula was stunned for a moment, then breathed a slight sigh of relief, her eyes showing even more confusion.

Nolan leaped from the suspended city and plummeted toward the center of the lake, followed closely by the Black Knight and the Crimson Lotus King, who passed through the portal one after the other.

The jarring feeling of spatial distortion had little effect on the saints. A few seconds later, they leaped to the other extreme of the middle realms, a place known as the most barbaric place in the world.

Nolan stood on the hard, black earth, and looking around, he saw no life forms. This was good news; if someone had come to "greet" him, things would have been terrible.

Black dust filled the sky, free elements were scarce, and there was toxic smog everywhere caused by the magic crystal industry. The soldiers, who had just left the comfort of the main plane, suddenly felt difficulty breathing.

Bella took out a simple large map filled with void routes and pointed to a small black stone, which was where they were. The stone was marked with danger symbols for the Savage Beast Territory and the Obsidian Empire on the left and right, respectively.

This is the transit point between two colossal entities, Steel Town, ruled by a neutral halfling lord, a primitive plane with an exceptionally harsh environment and abundant metal resources.

By this time, the leaders of Steel Town should have noticed the abnormal spatial fluctuations and realized that continuing forward would be dangerous.

Unlike a single saint breaking through the spatial barrier, a legion-level leap is too obvious to go unnoticed, while a large-scale invasion by external forces is always associated with a threat.

Locke Ryan pondered for a moment, then came up with a plan. He turned to Nolan and smiled, "If you don't want to help me, why are you following me?"

The girl made a face, patted the invincible, bulky armor, and retorted disdainfully, "On the contrary, the prisoner is mine, you won't get anything out of it, so what are you doing following me?"

Locke Ryan shook his head and smiled wryly, not wanting to dwell on such a trivial matter. His plans would not change whether the witch came or not.

"Everything is proceeding as planned, let's go."

His Highness donned a long robe and used a cloak to conceal his appearance, seemingly not intending to scare away the local inhabitants with a large group of soldiers.

Sariel pressed on, "And what about us?"

"You all stay here and keep watch. Don't worry, with Curtis with me, nothing will happen to me."

Although the saintesses were unwilling to remain idle, they had no choice but to await instructions. Both Yero and Halena needed some time to recover their strength.

Lockrean set off discreetly with only the Rainbow Archbishop and the valiant Berserker Maiden, following the arcane signals to find the indigenous settlement.

Nolan and his two companions followed behind, neither too far nor too close. Even His Highness the Holy Son could not command the Crimson Lotus King.

"Even you don't know what he's planning?"

"Of course, that kid is wicked. I don't know how he tricked the Blue Shield King into willingly giving up his territory. The Platinum Palace must be in chaos now. The Snow People will not let this go."

Heloise smiled broadly, seemingly unconcerned about the potential repercussions for the Red Lotus Dynasty. She was overjoyed as long as she could make the Azure King and his son cough up blood.

Nolan watched Lockrean's retreating figure, his gaze shifting between light and shadow. That bitch never did anything without certainty.

“Miss Lula, if you were Iev, would you let Bianca appear on the battlefield?”

"......"

The Moonstone Dragon Mother remained silent, her pretty face haggard and frail, no longer arrogant, and having lost the strength to retaliate.

The witch continued to mutter to herself, "Orotanbe is dead, no one can control Bianca, and the Tidespring remains in the hands of Neptune."

These words, though unclear, deeply pierced Lula's heart. She knew better than anyone what had happened on the battlefield: cracks had clearly appeared within Neptune's Throne and the Valley of Splendor, and someone wanted to use others to destroy Lula and Bianca.

756. Halflings are the best.

Lula sighed softly, finally showing weakness.

"Say whatever you want. I can't fight back anyway. I deserve this punishment for being in this state. I just ask that you give me a final end and don't let Ekaterina see me in this wretched state."

"What I'm trying to say is, if Bianca dies, the dragons she gave birth to will have no master, but they will also be unable to create loyal mutant soldiers. Why would the sea creatures abandon you without hesitation?"

Lula bit her lip, tears welling in her eyes, in great pain, and finally managed to say something useful.

"Because there are far more dragon eggs in the Sea King's Cave than you can imagine. Without Orotanbe, the changes happening to Bianca are becoming more and more terrifying. She has lost control and can't stop at all. She has become a monster that does nothing but mate and eat."

"What!?"

Heloise's delicate body trembled violently, and she gasped. Could the dragon beast legion they were seeing be just a small part of this terrifying conspiracy?

Nolan pursed her lips and remained silent. The death of Orotenbe seemed to have worsened the situation, and her impulsive act might have the whole world to pay the price.

The ferocious beasts encountered during the attack on the Sea King's Cave were indeed far stronger than these inferior casualties sent to their deaths on the battlefield. In other words, the real tide of dragons was yet to come.

“I don’t want to hurt Bianca anymore, but nothing but death can stop her.”

Lula murmured to herself, her eyes filled with confusion.

Heloise asked curiously, "Since the Lord of the Tides intends to abandon the Valley of the Spectacular, why did he save Bianca? Wasn't she released by the sea creatures?"

"Isn't it obvious? Because... she's here."

Lula glanced at the silver-haired girl, lamenting the low intelligence of the human queen's descendants. Anyone else would have killed the Agate Dragon Princess without hesitation that day, but Nolan was still hesitating.

If the Aberrant Mother were to be controlled by the Chaos Throne, the most powerful weapon would fall into the enemy's hands, and the situation would instantly reverse.

The tranquil land should have sunk, and Bianca would have been unable to escape the pursuit of the allied dragon-slaying warriors who came to her aid. This would have been a double win for Neptune, but the appearance of the Revolutionary Army seemed to have disrupted the plans of those lazy bums.

Nolan said nothing more, quietly following behind Lockrean. Only she knew that it wasn't the Lord of the Tides who saved Bianca; he didn't have that ability.

This was also the first time the Chaos God King had seen one of the traitor's true forms since his descent into the world: a steed with surging hooves, galloping across the oceans of countless worlds and riding the raging waves.

The weakest member of the group was His Highness the Holy Son, who was extremely fast on his feet. After walking for several tens of minutes, Curtis, who was leading the group, suddenly raised his hand, signaling everyone to stop. A faint spiritual fluctuation came from the other side, full of hostility.

Visibility was extremely low in the sandstorm. Selene squinted and looked up to find a steel gate tens of meters high.

The towering, all-metal-reinforced city walls extend along both sides of the mountain. Even when released, they still collapse at an endless length, demonstrating the vast size of this settlement.

"Steel Town?"

Heloise found it somewhat amusing; such a defensive barrier was difficult to define as a town, and even some of the powerful duchies under the Red Lotus Dynasty did not have such a scale.

But when they thought about the giants and orcs that the natives had been fighting against, the others felt relieved; this was a dangerous borderland.

"stop!"

A large head peeked out from above the steel gate, a thick beard covering almost half of his face, goggles obscuring the other half, and a gold-plated safety helmet on his head.

"Humans? Where did they come from! What are they doing here!"

It was a dark-skinned dwarf whose soul fluctuations hovered around the twelfth level. Upon discovering that the person standing outside the door was a rare human, he switched to speaking in the Alliance language, and his speech was surprisingly fluent.

"We are adventurers passing through to resupply."