Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

"Aru! You're alright, that's great!"

Valentine suddenly exclaimed and struggled to get up from Alicia's arms. He looked with surprise at a Saint-level warrior covered in blood on the snow. There was a survivor who had gotten up. He was the adjutant of the Beloved Divine Envoy.

"Don't go there, he no longer belongs to the world of the living."

The witch's whisper made the graceful white fox stop in her tracks. Valentine looked over in surprise and saw that Aru was stiff all over, his throat had been cut by a sharp blade. Although it was not stained with poisonous blood, it was still a fatal wound. He didn't know why he could still move.

"An evil spirit!?"

The beloved divine messenger turned back in shock and horror. The divine servants who had died in battle all rose up in contorted positions. It was not just one person who had been defiled by evil spirits. More fallen soldiers emerged from the jungle, dragging their broken bodies as they slowly approached.

Something's not right.

The hunting party huddled together, their hair standing on end. They hadn't been entangled by the tailed monster, but they were surrounded by a group of resurrected corpses.

Brington ruffled Victoria's hair, then noticed something. He looked up at the sky and saw an armored knight shrouded in darkness who had appeared there at some point, riding a skeletal unicorn and looking down at everyone, showing no fear of the alien patrol.

"Oh ho? You're Mr. Sion, you're not quite what I imagined."

The appearance of the Demon Lord plunged everyone's spirits to rock bottom. Accompanying him were several powerful evil spirits. The terrifying fluctuations of their souls seemed familiar, yet they exuded a sinister aura.

Byron and the others were on edge. That man was probably the enemy the Lawful Order least wanted to encounter. Running away would always be a joke in front of Sion.

A deathly silence enveloped everything until the Evil Lord Commander raised his dragon spear, and a hoarse, rough voice came from beneath his helmet.

"The dead...are not truly dead."

A green, ghostly light enveloped the battlefield of the Temple of Love and Wisdom, the power of the soul ferryman. A large number of fallen soldiers crossed the fortress and slowly assembled into an army, many of them still bleeding dark red blood.

The half-dragon girl gripped her weapon tightly, her fighting spirit ignited, but the army of the dead brushed past the hunting party without any hostility. Saya trembled slightly, feeling both relieved and apprehensive.

The silent knights gazed at the demon overlord, seemingly asking about their next destination, while the man muttered to himself, "To White Mountain. The souls of the fallen empire are calling me. More dragon knights will fall in the south; they are lost and will never return to their warm homes."

Roland stroked the neighing skeletal warhorse, his lifeless eyes gazing at the sky, sensing the place where every powerful soul had vanished.

"It's coming soon, very soon. No one can escape the execution of fate, but who can say that it's not a new beginning? When the dragon's rebellion ends, I will have enough power to call back your master, who is the indispensable spear to pierce the prophecy."

With each resurrected evil spirit, his power increases, and to bring back a powerful being like Sion, more contracts need to be offered to the Grim Reaper. Fortunately, there are many people here who can help.

805. The ocean will eventually engulf the world.

The Demon Lord didn't even glance at the other living people, pulled on the reins, turned around, and drove away. This bizarre scene made Rodriguez's hands and feet go cold, but Alicia couldn't help but ride her unicorn and chase after him.

"Father!"

Silence filled the sky; no one responded. The dead have no feelings.

A Ghost Rider riding a griffin turned and swung a Storm Hammer as a warning, but the lovely Lycia remained resolute and ignored it. However, the rainbow light barrier that followed blocked the path of the Sagittarius Star Envoy, and the heavy earth rose up from beneath her feet, obstructing the girl's view.

"The Rainbow Archbishop?"

Valentine was even more astonished; that was the sacred law of the Septim Church, and there was no way he could have mistaken it.

Fernail nodded to Nolan, indicating that Emperor William was among them, and that the evil spirit army was growing stronger, its threat probably surpassing that of the abyssal demons.

When Alicia broke free of the light barrier and shattered the stubborn rock, the army of the dead had vanished, their whereabouts unknown, leaving only the frustrated leader roaring at the sky.

Byron and Rodriguez looked on in astonishment. If they hadn't misheard, Ellie had just called the Demon Lord... Father?

The witch's expression shifted between light and shadow, and the hunting party fell silent, seemingly having escaped another calamity.

"The situation has worsened. We must return to the Star Wars Zone to warn Lord Vesalius that if there is more than one such creature, it poses a threat to everyone, and we are completely unprepared."

Byron's suggestion was approved by Eva and Rodriguez. What they had seen and heard on this trip was beyond their comprehension and far exceeded their capabilities. The Ark was simply too dangerous.

Valentine, overwhelmed with shock and rage, fainted. He suffered a severe blow to both his mind and body, and the Temple of Love and Wisdom was completely eliminated from the Ark competition after this battle.

"Why? I don't understand. How can he be so heartless? How can he bear to abandon us like this?"

Alicia returned to her companions, dejected, shaking her sister's shoulder with tears in her eyes. The unicorn sensed its master's feelings and lowered its head, whimpering.

Human joys and sorrows are not shared, and the pain that the beautiful goddess king cannot comprehend is even more profound. Nolan's gaze was complex as he gently stroked Alicia and said softly, "That's because you can't see the whole truth. He was just a mortal who would only protect his family in the way he thought was right, even if the final result was wrong, he would still do it without hesitation, because that's just the kind of stubborn guy he is."

Nolan is not incapable of understanding Roland. From the night of the prophecy, everyone connected to him will become a member of the Kingdom of the Dead, and severing ties with the past is the best farewell.

"Well."

A wisp of tranquil energy flowed from the witch's palm into Alicia's body, causing her to go limp and fall into a deep sleep. Nolan picked Alicia up, placed her on the unicorn, and patted the horse's rump.

“Take them away. If possible, I hope I won’t see you here again, but that seems unlikely. Ellie never listens to me.”

"how about you?"

Byron looked tense, guessing something but not quite sure; even a witch couldn't possibly fight so many monsters at the same time.

"A magnificent show is about to begin. Whether we like it or not, we will all play our respective roles until the end of the world. We will either be reborn in chaos or perish in chaos. Only chaos is eternal."

The Chaos Gospel, spoken in a witch's sweet voice, is chilling. It's not hard to tell that this is the scene the girl longs for. She is a chaotic storm without any faction or stance, turning everything she touches into an entropy domain.

Rodriguez picked up his beloved messenger and retreated into the jungle with Byron. Looking back, Nolan was still standing in the same spot, with several spatial rifts appearing around him, and more blurry outlines appearing one after another.

The Six Entropy Demons, lurking in the Void, cut into the Ark. The Giant Bride, lifting her skirt, stepped out of the fault line, her towering figure reaching the sky. Encircled by her arm was a giant serpent of the mortal world that spewed lightning. The fashionable clown played cards on the head of the evil dwarf. The pyromaniac sharpened his flaming blade. The wild roar of the fallen angel was deafening.

A terrifying aura spread around them, and the hunting team felt a chill run down their spines. If they didn't turn back now, something terrible was about to happen. Staying away from the Ark was the witch's final advice.

"I smell traitors. Let's guess who they'll target first?"

Nolan took a deep breath, his immense mental power capturing the movements of all living beings on the Ark. The dense water element was a sign that this tide would far surpass that of Rhine City.

The six entropy demons bowed their arrogant heads to the supreme will, eager and excited. The desolate entropy grinned coldly, picked up a handful of soil and chewed it. They finally had the chance to truly fight and let the world witness the destructive mysteries bestowed upon the entropy demons by the destroyers of all realms.

"Are you sure you still want to come with me? Even if the road ahead is chaotic and life and death are hanging by a thread."

Nolan's upturned lips and ecstatic expression sent chills down Brington's spine, yet his heart raced. He had to admit that he had been hopelessly infatuated with Ivy, which had given her the opportunity.

But who can resist a bad woman?

Now, an even more terrifying witch is wreaking havoc on the world and turning all living beings upside down.

"Why not? I must see Ievil weeping with my own eyes, and if possible, I must take back what she took from me!"

The puppet armor wielding the Void Blade approached the witch step by step, tearing a rift in its chest and swallowing the silver-haired girl. The two merged once more, becoming the Black Knight who once again ruled the Throne of Chaos.

“Very well, then I’ll take this as your new oath of allegiance. Release her, my beloved sister, the devil’s puppet. She’s so hungry and so thirsty. How can I be stingy with the blood of a traitor?”

Saya's legs trembled, she gritted her teeth and raised her hand, her sharp nails digging into her abdomen. From the hideous flesh, a vortex of a blood-dissolving altar was revealed, and a sweet, childlike laugh, like the sound of silver bells, came from it, greedy and thirsty, ready to drink the delicious dragon blood at any moment.

Oath of allegiance?

New?

The Obsidian Dragon King shook its head, unable to understand, and protested, "No, no, no, I will never trust women again, unless you smash Iev and throw it in front of me!"

"Ha, Princess Longji will not agree, but you will become the new master of the Splendid Valley, and you can deal with the rebellious clansmen as you see fit."

"Really? Lula, Geraldton, none of those bastards will get away. That sounds pretty good, but it's a pity Orotenbe is dead... Still no good, you're too beautiful, I don't trust you!"

Chaos Knight leaped up and landed on Razer's head, his greatsword pointing south, already announcing the traitor's fate.

.......

At the same time, an enormous spring suddenly descended upon the Ark, of unprecedented scale, tearing open the spatial barrier of the higher plane and sending the chaotic tide to the battlefield, where mutated dragons surged forward one after another.

A colossal sea monster, crowned with a trident, swept across the land atop the waves, accompanied by the surging sea king's soldiers, and the roar of the Tidewalker echoed through the sky.

"Tremble, weep, you pathetic reptiles, for the sea will eventually engulf the world!"

806. The improvisation ends here.

The Black Prince's war ended in a brutal defeat, with no one emerging victorious. The Ice Blade Dragon Riders were routed from the north and fled into the tundra, far from the White Mountains.

The giant commander cursed and swore at the wicked Pompey along the way. Fortunately, he did not come away empty-handed. The losses of the Iron Dragon Riders were no less than those of the Ice Dragon Riders. The Molten Dragon Riders and Cataclysmic Dragon Riders had already withdrawn from the battle. All that remained was to be wary of the Vicious Dragon Riders.

Simon ordered the team to stop and rest, spread out the sand table map, and speculated on the possible retreat locations of the Caliban. Suddenly, a chill ran down his spine, and the thick moisture caused a layer of water droplets to adhere to his armor.

Simon froze, looked up in horror, and saw a spring appear out of nowhere above his head, like a weeping eye.

"A tide of dragons!?"

Pompey's plan was undoubtedly a success, disrupting the plans of all his competitors. However, his greatest asset was not the Cataclysmic Dragoon, but rather the Icefang Dragoon he had chosen next.

"Enemy attack!"

Simon roared in alarm, but the remaining Iceblade Dragon Riders were already exhausted. Before they could regroup, a sea-shaped monster came riding the waves. The giant whale's tail slammed down, and the Imperial Dragon Riders were instantly routed.

The waters of Neptune were everywhere, swallowing the tundra in the blink of an eye and spreading in all directions. The torrents scattered the War Dragon Riders and plunged the Ice Blade Dragon Riders into despair.

"A witch!"

Simon was forced to ride the black dragon into the air, smashing a clueless sea creature to death with his chain hammer, and then sought help from allies.

The north wind howled, and the blizzard arrived as expected, freezing thousands of miles and restricting the swimming sea creatures. It also froze the soldiers in the water, but the situation did not improve. The tide became more and more turbulent, gathering into giant waves as the Lord of the Tides broke through the ice and charged forward. Countless mutated dragon beasts roared and advanced, biting to death all the dragon riders caught in the vortex.

Matilda gazed at the endless sea creatures and dragons with a complex expression. The Snowfoxes were fearless of the waves, but they could not withstand the army of the Splendid Valley. The surging tide of dragons was beyond her ability to stop alone. The girl stretched out her hands and inscribed runes to create a huge ice boat, which carried the Demon Bear Knights and drifted with the waves.

"No! You can't! The Ice Goddess promised me..."

"I will not be buried with you. Good luck, Prince Simon."

The Snow Woman's cold voice, filled with ruthlessness, faded into the distance. Matilda had no choice but to find another way to reclaim Sariel; there was no need for them to waste time in the perilous situation on the Ark.

The betrayal of their allies chilled Simon's heart even more. The dragon knights took to the skies to try to rescue their comrades, but before they could even regroup, they were scattered by a blue beam of light. Hidden beneath the sea were incredibly powerful cycloid weapons, leaving the Ice Blade Dragon Knights with few options left.

"You can't escape, you bug!"

A giant, surging hand reached out from the vortex, attempting to grab the ice boat, but was shattered by a punch from the raging snowman. The Lord of the Tides roared in fury and had no choice but to let the snowman go, turning instead to attack the flies in the sky.

When there was no place left to stand in the world, a blue steed galloped through the spring into the highest plane. The neighing of the Abyss Tidewalker led the sea creature soldiers to control the ark. It had a horse's head and four hooves, and its back was covered with large tentacles like an octopus. Its golden dragon-fish tail stirred up layers of tsunamis.

Don't think the sky is safe. The Variegated Valley Dragon Clan followed the Abyss Hoof and surrounded the Ice Edge Dragon Riders. The enormous figure of the Sunstone Dragon King made the Black Dragon Clan tremble. Geraldton's anger had nowhere to go, and he tried to follow the scent of his lover.

Pompey was still watching from afar, riding a strong black dragon with a gloomy face. Beside him was a tall and voluptuous dragon woman whose orange-yellow crystal scales shimmered with arc light.

"This is not what we agreed on; you are late."

"Dragon Hunter, do you still have the right to argue? Without the Cataclysmic Dragon Riders, you are nothing as a commander!"

The Orange Glowstone Dragon Mother's tone was unfriendly, and even Pompey's harsh title sounded particularly sharp. The Imperials and the Variegated Valley had always been on opposite sides, and now their cooperative relationship was very fragile and could break down at any time.

Pompey's eyes flickered as he spurred the dragon away from the spring, his intuition telling him he could no longer stay there.