Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

Lula couldn't help but interject, saying that in the eyes of the ancient dragon race, other lower races that came into existence later were actually outcasts.

Brington stroked his chin, sighing, "It's an unprecedented life system, capable of infiltrating any living organism and taking control. Have you ever seen a tree as tall as a mountain uprooted and crushing a person?"

"That sounds interesting."

Nolan wasn't too keen on it, but judging from Caliban and Ingvar's expressions, he knew things weren't so simple. If they wanted to seize the High Plane, they'd have to ask its original master first.

The Black Dragon King shrugged and said nonchalantly, "No rush, there will be a chance to see it. The Black Prince will immediately follow Harrison to the Ark. Whoever can conquer the Ark will be the new Obsidian Emperor. However, I bet none of them will succeed."

778. Racing against time

"Oh?"

“The Star Apostles won’t do, Antonio won’t do either, even Harrison died twice in there. I was faking my death when that kid set off. If you insist on coming along, I can go with you, but you’d better think it over.”

The grumpy boy stuck out his tongue. He was not only timid but also cunning, and he hoped that someone could dispel his curiosity.

If even Emperor Obsidian died twice inside, then the Ark aliens could already threaten demigods. Nolan was not deterred; instead, he revealed a charmingly wicked smile.

"I didn't ask you to come with me."

"No, go... fine, I'll go, but you have to protect me."

The little boy collapsed onto the table, wailing. He seemed genuinely unwilling to return to that treasure-filled land that everyone was so eager to visit, and his words were utterly devoid of any dignity befitting a dragon king.

To see his daughter, Bullington must stay close to Nolan.

With the main event revealed, Madam Miao's mission was complete. She subtly exchanged glances with Caliban, intending to retreat, when a pleasant voice suddenly reached her ears.

“We’ll stay here tonight and let Pompey come to me alone. If a third person finds out, neither Caliban nor Pompey can save you.”

The proprietress's hands and feet were ice-cold, but she saw that the silver-haired girl's lips and teeth did not move. She did not know what kind of high-level secret technique she had used, and only she could hear her voice.

Lady Miao felt a chill run down her spine, and her legs trembled uncontrollably. The king she served had no hostility towards the Chaotic Throne, so she had no idea where she had offended the witch.

“If you obey, nothing will happen tonight. I will not interfere with the Black Prince’s feast, and Pompey will not know who you serve.”

Madam Miao bit her lip and nodded silently, then quietly withdrew, not daring to show anything unusual in front of others.

She certainly had reason to be afraid, because she hadn't bet her chips on the witch, and while outwardly serving the Cataclysmic Dragon Riders, she secretly had high hopes for the Iron Dragon Rider Commander.

If the cruel master finds out, the proprietress of Sakura Street and her lowly clansmen will die a horrible death.

But what common ground could a Black Knight and a Dragon Hunter possibly have?

This curiosity was quickly suppressed by Lady Miao, who dared not delve deeper. Her status was even lower than that of Olivia and Little Mist Princess, so she could not affect the overall situation, but she could be abandoned by the king at any time.

The sudden turn of events threw the Black Princes into disarray. Ingvar and Caliban, unable to win over the witches, rode their dragons back to their territory. Needless to say, the order they would give was to reorganize the entire army and prepare for departure.

Heloise and Lorena didn't linger either, giving Nolan a "be careful" look before following Caliban away. Selene, worried about her companions, was also dragged away by Curtis. The Revolutionary Army's last hope rested on the commander of the Iron Dragon Riders, but Pompey's move disrupted everyone's plans.

The Obsidian Empire must now race against time and set off immediately to gain a foothold on the Ark before other factions do!

The courtyard in Sakura Street was deserted and instantly became quiet. Presumably, they will soon receive solid intelligence, at which point the big news from Ark will spread to every corner of the world, and all the lords will get involved while overjoyed.

They had no idea what dangers awaited greedy outsiders in the higher planes...

The Black Dragon King, however, was only concerned with the delicious meal that was about to be his, and couldn't wait to summon his cat servants to serve the distinguished guest, treating him as if he were in his own home.

Soon, the little angel, now spotless, was led to Blington by chains. She was dressed in an exquisite white dress, and her minor injuries were completely healed. She looked like a blonde, blue-eyed doll.

Victoria was in a state of rage and resentment, hating Selene and Curtis, but on the surface she appeared pitiful and confused, trying to find a way out.

"Hiss, a saintess serving the Seven Luminaries Goddess, not even worth a second glance..."

Brington nodded in satisfaction, his gaze burning and his body restless. Victoria immediately saw what the boy was up to and couldn't help but gasp.

Despite the pain, Victoria broke free from the cat owner's grasp and scrambled to the witch's side, kissing the girl's feet without any dignity.

"Save me, Miss Nolan, no, Invincible Lady! I still possess many secrets of the Holy See, the Pope's elemental magic, Dalton and Tavers' schemes, and the weaknesses of my other sisters. I will tell you and Her Majesty Serantia everything, please!"

Victoria didn't know why Nolan was involved with the imperial forces, but the girl was her only chance to escape.

Nolan remained silent for a while, then extended his index finger and lifted the little angel's chin. Her pretty face was innocent and beautiful, with an alluring charm.

pity......

"So, the Azure King is no match for the Polar Snowfield?"

Mentioning that good-for-nothing, Cangya War Princess's eyes were also filled with resentment. If it weren't for Dalton's incompetence, how could she have fallen into the enemy's hands? She gritted her teeth and said, "The Holy Alliance lost its first battle in the defense of the Blue Shield border. The commander-in-chief actually abandoned the city and fled first. The remaining officers and soldiers naturally suffered a complete rout and lost three sub-planes and one primary plane in succession."

Dalton's defeat was not surprising. The Snowmen were so powerful that even the Rainbow Archbishop and the Berserker Princess could not withstand them. They had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

"Is that so...? Then you're no use to me."

Nolan nodded, his eyes cold, and slowly stood up.

Most of the Saint War Maidens possess qualities that are difficult for ordinary people to match. The blindly loyal Fenrir is both laughable and adorable, and the stubborn Curtis is reckless and brave. However, this child is rotten to the core, and even touching him is disgusting.

"No!"

As the strange boy approached step by step, the immense pressure emanating from his frail body gradually dissipated. Victoria trembled uncontrollably, struggling to cling to the witch's leg, but she could no longer muster any strength.

Brington licked his lips, a surge of lust rising within him. When he looked up again, the silver-haired girl was gone, leaving only his helpless sister hiding in a corner, terrified of being dragged into it.

"ah-----!"

The girl's desperate screams came from behind Nolan, and the next second the room was sealed off by a barrier. It was unknown how long Victoria could hold out.

Sooner or later, people will always have to pay the price for the crimes they commit.

As the Imperial Scale vanished into darkness, the dazzling lights of Sakura Street gradually went out. The idle customers and dancers quietly disappeared, and even the proprietress kept her distance, leaving only a few special guests.

A dark figure slid into the courtyard from outside the door, coalescing into a human shape under the moonlight. Standing behind Nolan, it was a burly half-giant.

"Master, as you wished, the spatial coordinates of the Ark have been shared with the Splendid Valley. Once confirmed, they will soon summon the spring to launch an invasion."

"Okay, hard work."

Nolan smiled and praised them, saying that Bai Lu and Hei Man's infiltration deep into the empire was extremely dangerous, but it also gave the Chaotic Throne an advantage.

"It is our honor to serve you!"

Pompey gave a shy smile, his voice respectful. The Night Elves were able to return to the Seven Kingdoms thanks entirely to this lord who saved the World Tree.

779. The Focus of the World

Since the Star Festival, all the elves have only worshipped the Chaos Knight. Their unwavering faith in Chaos has allowed the beautiful goddess-king's immortal body to gradually shed its immaturity and mature in many ways.

Especially the amount of R!

"How wonderful!"

The beautiful goddess's legs trembled slightly. At this moment, her mood was not much different from that little lecher. It was the taste of happiness. She had rediscovered that supreme pleasure.

The Ark was already in chaos enough with the three factions and the local aliens fighting each other, but now the dragons, the sea creatures, and the ignorant and fearless adventurers have joined the fray.

The existence of witches is to plunge the world into chaos.

Is the disguise convincing?

Nolan patted Bai Lu on the shoulder, and her portrayal of Pompeii couldn't help but feel smug.

"After that, I flew into a rage, accusing them of attacking the Free Federation without my consent, unilaterally breaking the alliance, and spending a lot of time testing each other until I was at a disadvantage in the struggle for the throne and had no choice but to re-ally with the Orange Fluorite Dragon Mother."

Nolan nodded in understanding. The Night Dancer's grasp of human nature was so good that Banlan Valley had no reason to doubt her.

That's right. It's not easy to perfectly portray Pompey in this desperate situation. Orotenbe is dead, and the betrayed dragon hunter is isolated and helpless, with no choice but to gamble everything.

Without the aid of the Dragon Tide, the Cataclysmic Dragoons would be no match for the Iron Dragoons, but Pompeii is determined to obtain the throne and must take risks to prevent the Vale and Neptune from suspecting his motives and thus falling into his trap.

"very good."

"This time, Pompey went all out, not only giving up most of the benefits to the Ice Dragon Riders, but also reaching a cooperation agreement with the Molten Dragon Riders, which facilitated this conspiracy against the Iron Dragon Riders. Once Caliban shows even the slightest weakness on the Ark, he will be attacked by three parties and eliminated first."

Bai Lu grinned coldly, her expression ruthless, much like that man's, yet she spoke of her entire plan from an outsider's perspective.

No one could have imagined that the true trump card of the Cataclysmic Dragon Riders was the Dragon Tide, and that the real purpose of the Splendid Valley was to destroy the Dark Empire in one fell swoop while the five Dragon Rider commanders were fighting for the throne. Everyone was using each other, but no one knew who would win.

Nolan touched his nose and smiled knowingly. Then the Revolutionary Army's situation was just as dangerous, but that was something His Highness needed to worry about.

"Master, there's one more thing..."

Bai Lu hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help feeling a slight flutter in her heart.

"explain."

“I think my father… no, Emperor Harrison has already seen through my Shadow Veil, but he just didn’t care.”

Nolan wasn't surprised. "He won't care. Since you have the ability to kill Pompey and take his place, you are qualified to become the commander of the Cataclysmic Dragon Riders and the adopted son of Emperor Obsidian. How do you think the Black Prince gained his trust?"

Every Black Prince is a bloodthirsty butcher, whose methods of ascending to power are extremely cruel, unlike the Holy Alliance which relies on fragile blood ties to maintain its rule from generation to generation, inevitably producing incompetent successors like Dalton.

"Yes."

Bai Lu blushed slightly. She had no ability to scheme against the dragon hunters; she was only able to play the role of a powerful dragon rider commander thanks to her master.

Darkness enveloped the Imperial Night. The secret mission that would determine the future of the barbarian overlord was not yet over when suddenly a great fire blazed in the distance. A beam of light burst forth from the spire of the molten tower, reaching straight to the sky. The dazzling firelight opened a path to another world.

Countless dragons took flight, forming a massive army that traversed the path of light, not even waiting a single night.

Pompey raised an eyebrow and said dismissively, "Ha! Ingvar is in a hurry to establish a war zone before others. Such a reckless man is nothing to fear, but I am also interested in becoming the next Obsidian Emperor."

In contrast, the commander of the Iron Dragon Riders remained calm, knowing that the High Plane was extremely dangerous, and even though the Caliban's side was the strongest, they still had to be fully prepared.

"Did Harrison intend for the coordinates of the Ark to be revealed?"

"Yes, but not to make things more difficult for us. It's because I received intelligence that the Free Federation has allied with the beasts through Princess Olivia, and Lion King Antonio could launch a counterattack against the Empire at any time."

"Wonderful!"

Nolan gave a slight sigh of admiration; it turned out that the Obsidian Emperor wasn't as slow-witted as he seemed.

This was also Pompey's method for dealing with the Caliban, but Harrison's decisiveness easily thwarted it. Now, all three factions have to be wary of the new Trailblazers joining the game, and they don't have time to scheme against each other.

"Master, is it really a good idea to lure the Valley of Splendor and the Sea King's Throne here? At that time, there will be constant conflicts and powerful people running rampant. No place will be safe."

Bai Lu whispered a warning, somewhat frightened, that soon the Ark would become the most dangerous place in the world, and the tragedy of Rhine City would be repeated.

The Night Dancer, lurking deep within the empire, is fully aware of the Dragon Rider Legion's strength. A few experts in the extraordinary realms are simply no match for a million strong, not even the Demon Overlord.