Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

"You'd better keep your promise!"

"Otherwise, what would you do? Run into your father's arms and cry? Both Bullington and Harrison are in dire straits!"

Lilio's expression was mocking. After the dragon tide, there would be no other creatures left on the Ark. The Obsidian Dragon Clan should have been wiped out long ago.

The power of the dragon tide is beyond human imagination. If anyone thinks that the mutated dragons and sea warriors are all there is, they are sorely mistaken. The power of the three phases is indispensable. The Qilin totem of the Eastern Boundless Land has already emerged.

But they didn't know that pairs of eyes were watching these intruders, and ghostly beams of light flickered, lurking deep in the sky.

.......

White Mountain is a forbidden land for life. The assembled legion of dragon-slaying warriors was about to set off for the Star Wars Zone when a salty sea breeze blew in from the north, carrying a humidity that made the free people nauseous.

Messiah touched his nose, a layer of mist appearing on it. He looked up alertly and saw that not far away, the blue sky seemed to have been pierced with a hole, and water poured down from it. A white line was advancing from the edge of his vision.

"Look!"

Skuld clenched his fist, silencing the clamor of the soldiers, and sneered, "Well, the original plan wasn't like this, even though we were prepared long ago."

"They really came."

Too early, too fast. Zinora raised an eyebrow and whispered an order for Commander Maria to mobilize the royal elves. She hadn't expected to run into the enemy so soon.

The Leo envoy's eyes turned bloodshot, and without hesitation, he unleashed a battle roar, signaling the entire army to prepare for battle.

"We've waited so long for this day! Dragon slayers, heed my command!"

Reinhardt's weapon was his vengeful fury, but also a fog of confusion that clouded judgment. Before anyone else could react, he led the Wings of Freedom toward the sea, leaving Skuld to follow with a strange cry.

A fierce battle was about to break out, and few could remain as calm as the Elf Queen. The dragon tide had already taken over the battlefield, and recklessly entering the sea would only pointlessly deplete their own fighting strength. But the Lord of Rhine City had left them with no other choice.

"Damn it! Nolan, where are you...?"

Chinara glanced at the Unicorn Knights Commander-in-Chief, and Michelle immediately understood. Thousands of Sky Island riders leaped off the airship, and the brave winged girls rode unicorns across the sky.

"Left-wing warships attack, right-wing wind knights observe, the seven royal courts... Purgatory Formation!"

The Flame Court and Sun Court guards marched out in unison, spearheading the charge to cleave the waves. The Water Spirit Court would use the tides to arm the Earth Shield Guard, and the High Elves would become the staunch support for the dragon-slaying warriors.

Whoosh!

A golden firework shot into the sky, exploding into a radiant sun, its intense light eclipsing daylight and visible throughout the entire plane. All allies will respond to Her Majesty the Queen's call.

The beasts roared to the sky, the Star Cluster Lords mobilized urgently, and even the Faith Kingdom and independent adventure groups sensed the threat. No one would miss this feast, even if they were just taking advantage of the chaos. The course of this war would determine the ownership of the Ark.

807. Will to Survive

A grand feast is about to begin, but a lone figure wanders the wilderness of the Ark, weary and wounded, his obsidian armor cracked and broken. Every step he takes is slow and weak, yet he is infinitely close to the mystery of the Ark.

This man spent his entire life seeking liberation, not understanding the value of life, nor the meaning of death. Every heartbeat and breath he took was merely a means to make the next killing more intense. He was curious about the end of the battle, yet he could not find an opponent who could truly kill him.

The Ark is a magical place, filled with strange creatures, both strange and familiar. From the moment Harrison first entered, he adapted to the game. He enjoyed the feeling of endless challenges, or perhaps it was his innate evolutionary instincts fermenting.

He felt that he belonged here, and gradually he developed the feeling that as long as he kept moving forward, he would eventually find the end.

"You've traveled all over the world, but you've finally come back."

In a daze, the exhausted man seemed to hear whispers in his ear. He stopped and looked around, but couldn't find a single person. Unknowingly, he had crossed the desolation and entered an unknown territory he had never been before. Under his feet, smooth white stone slabs stretched into the distance, and the pure white sky above him seemed to have no end.

This is not a primordial plane, but a paradise created by someone. Harrison was quite certain that person was probably the life form mentioned by others.

Despite their similar characteristics, Harrison knew in his heart that he was different from those creatures—humans, elves, giants, dragons—none of them could escape the Grim Reaper's scythe.

His path was littered with corpses and unseen, tenacious creatures, resilient and powerful, but they couldn't kill him; they only made him stronger.

Harrison took a deep breath and asked, "Who are you?"

"You barged into my room, destroyed my creations, and then you ask me who I am?"

"If you are the master of this place, then you are the one who created those toys, the slime with scorpion tails, the heartless elemental beings, the Frankenstein's monster of angels and demons."

"Yes, you must have a lot of questions right now, but none of them matter. What I want to know is, what do you want to do back here?"

"Back here? You mean, I'm also your creation, I... I don't know."

Harrison fell into deep thought. He had no past; he was already deep in the wilderness when he had memories, until he climbed step by step to the throne of God. Had he really ever been here?

"To be precise, I did not create you. I merely preserved you from another era. Your original world has vanished. Your loved ones, your home, your civilization—everything has disappeared without a trace."

Therefore, those aliens all left their own history somewhere, just like me. Indeed, they were just invaders of this world, not belonging to any race.

Harrison wasn't surprised, and was even a little curious about his past. He just clenched his fists and said, "I don't understand, and I don't want to understand. Since your toys aren't fun, why don't you do it?"

Are you sure?

The ethereal voice seemed to mock him. The next second, his vision suddenly contracted, as if space had folded, and a black-haired man wrapped in heavy chains appeared. He was dragged to Harrison by the room's owner.

Obsidian Emperor's pupils contracted slightly, and his ugly face gradually became serious. This guy was shirtless like a prisoner, and his strong body, which had been through countless battles, was covered with scars. His chest originally had some kind of mysterious totem from the Far East, but it was brutally erased by a violent mark. Now, a tattooed ferocious beast was coiled on his back.

The Far Eastern clans were remote and isolated, never interacting with the outside world, yet they had several conflicts with the Imperial Dragon Riders. If I remember correctly, the dragons were the supreme divine symbols of the Boundless Land, and the ferocious Qilin was lifelike.

“Kill him, and you will become my best toy again. But I have my doubts. After all, you are just a discarded defective product. Without the three-phase body, you are no match for even Perish. You are lucky to have escaped the pursuit of the God Hunter Clan. You could have lived for a very long time outside. So I am very curious, who gave you the courage to come back and beg for mercy from me?”

Harrison ignored the provocation of the unfamiliar voice, his eyes fixed on the terrifying prisoner. The black-haired man's eyes were bloodshot, devoid of reason, and he was breathing heavily like a wild beast, emanating an unprecedentedly powerful aura.

This was the most terrifying creature the Obsidian Emperor had ever seen since arriving at the Ark, far surpassing even the ancient demon king guarding White Mountain. Harrison felt every cell in his body trembling and shaking. He took a step forward and launched a powerful attack, but the golden chains snapped first.

boom!

The dark-haired man acted recklessly, punching Harrison and sending him flying. The immense impact shattered every bone in Harrison's body, and instead of being blasted through the spatial barrier, he was bounced back by a soft wall.

Harrison convulsed slightly, like a blood bag riddled with holes. His vision gradually blurred with blood, and even the slightest movement of a finger caused excruciating pain that spread throughout his body, as if his body had been torn into hundreds of pieces.

In contrast, the freed prisoner moved his limbs, and his whole body crackled and popped. As the chaotic mark on his chest was ignited and activated, the annihilation flames surrounded his entire body, and a phantom image of a Qilin appeared behind him, roaring wildly. The power of the totem was infused with the essence of the void, forming waves of dark gold.

"Ha...interesting, another...Chaos...Envoy..."

Harrison's lips trembled slightly, the light in his eyes gradually faded, and with just one blow, his exhausted body was on the verge of collapse, trapped in a desperate situation.

Batian felt the unparalleled power within him, roared and slammed his fists into the ground. He didn't care whether his enemy was standing or lying down; he only wanted to tear everything in front of him apart and charge forward again.

But a new cycle has begun. A twisted giant hand strikes with lightning speed, grabbing Zhang Tiange's head and slamming it to the ground, creating a huge crater in the white bricks.

Life was rekindled, and blood flowed back into Harrison's body. He opened his eyes, and his immortal body was restored to its peak strength once again, launching a fierce attack on a formidable enemy rarely seen in the world.

Several ghostly spirits circled the sky, observing the contest at the top of the Ark, completely oblivious to the external conflicts. A powerful shockwave stirred up spatial turbulence within the white space as two powerful beings, forbidden by the gods of different realms, clashed violently, locked in a deadly battle. Obsidian Emperor rarely found himself at a disadvantage in direct confrontation, but this time, he was infinitely weak from every angle.

click!

Another punch landed, without any special power mixed in. Harrison's arms were broken. Under repeated blows, he was once again put on the defensive. First, his bones were broken, then his legs were broken, and he was on the verge of death. The long-lost prisoner did not realize that he had become the Qilin Venerable, and he was violently venting this strange power.

After two fatal encounters, Harrison's eyes sharpened, and the images in his mind kept changing, seemingly stirring up some fragmented memories. For the first time in his life, his will to survive ignited, and he let out a deafening roar, calling out for something.

"Harrison!"

At the same time, the bystander, Blington, suddenly sensed something, looked up into the distance, his innocent little face suddenly turned fierce, and his tiny body swelled up in the black flames, transforming into a destructive dragon king that blotted out the sky, and soared into the sky.

The Obsidian Dragon King left without saying goodbye, even neglecting his beloved slaves, and flew away from the Chaos Army to an unknown land.

808. A Powerful Showdown

The raging tide submerged everything. The Wings of Liberty rushed to the front lines, standing atop an unknown mountain, only to find giant corpses floating on the water. The Ice Blade Dragon Riders, who were the first to encounter the dragon tide, were wiped out before they could put up any decent resistance.

The waves submerged the horses' bellies, and soon the area would be submerged. The next operation would be extremely difficult, but this time the dragon-slaying warriors were well-prepared, and the sea could not sway any of the free people.

"Form ranks!"

Reinhardt donned his helmet, spread his wings, and his body radiated an aura that parted the surging waves. His rage dried up vast ocean currents, and even the waters of the Sea King's Throne could not extinguish the fury of Rhine City.

The Wings of Freedom soldiers activated their souls one after another, and the Wave-Treading Magic Crystal charging device allowed their warhorses and shield guards to rise to the surface of the water as if walking on flat ground. This method of combat was very costly, but worthwhile, and gave them the ability to contend with the Dragon Beast Legion.

The Orange Fluorite Dragon Mother noticed the unusual visitors. Her face showed surprise, but she remained calm. The sea creature army and the mutated dragon beasts had mobilized in full force, completely invading the Ark's territory. Even if all the forces combined, they would be far inferior.

However, the enemy arrived too quickly. It's very likely that Pompey leaked the intelligence. But even if they had planned it in advance, it only added a little trouble. No one can stop the future of the dragon race.

Waaah!

The black whale, crowned with a crown, leaped out of the water, and a sea-shaped clone materialized on its back. A tall, slender sea creature laughed arrogantly, a frozen corpse hanging from its trident. The Ice Blade Dragon Riders' commander, Simon, had already perished.

"You didn't expect to be waiting for you here, Your Majesty Tyclovellen, did you?"

The Leo Star Lord's eyes were bloodshot, his laws were ablaze, and his light-forged wings, like heavy cannons, were aimed at the Lord of the Tides, one of the masterminds behind the disaster of the Star Festival.

"Ha! I thought the next opponent would be His Majesty the Lion King. Those orcs have never been very bright, you know that. But I didn't expect there would be someone even more eager to die. Alright, alright, I admit your courage!"

"It's still hard to say who will be sent to their death, but I do know that after today, the heads of all the rotten fish and shrimps of Neptune and Iyefu will be hung on the White Tower of the Milky Way!"

Skuld's voice echoed across the heavens, and a flare bloomed atop the giant whale's head, only to be struck down by a golden bolt of lightning.

Lilio spread her arms wide, with the Spectacular Valley Dragon Clan poised to attack and dominating the sky behind her. She sneered, "It seems you still haven't learned your lesson. Without land, you lowly ants are nothing. The crushing defeat at Rhine City is the best proof of that!"

"The sky does not belong solely to dragons."

Commander Michelle brought a response from Skyfall Island, a rebuttal that was both forceful and powerful. The fearless young women of the Unicorn Knights arrived on the battlefield, their bows drawn and their voices sharp and forceful, their presence no less imposing than that of the roaring dragons.

Meanwhile, one after another, giant elven ships carrying the will of the seven royal courts sailed into the battlefield from the left flank. The fully armed Queen of Victory hovered in the air to oversee the battle, and the powerful Chinara, dressed in a radiant liquid divine robe, was surrounded by the Wheel of Eclipse.

"The ocean is not for mermaids to command."

The Dragon Slayer Alliance is stronger than ever before, with the High Elves and Sky Island both standing with the Free Federation, rebuilding the glory of the former Light and Lawful faction.

"Very well, let me see what a bunch of defeated trash thinks they can call themselves dragon slayers. The ocean will swallow all realms, and the era of landlubbers is long gone!"

Tycolovellen slammed his right hand onto the sea, the powerful waves signaling the start of battle. A massive horde of dragons and their frenzied mothers swarmed in, while the sea creatures lurking in the eddies followed the surging waves.

The hysterical, shrill laughter of the Agate Dragon Princess Bianca sent chills down everyone's spines, and the Abyss Tide Hoof was an unknown monster never before heard of. The Dragon Slayer Warriors immediately mobilized their formations, using the mountain fortifications of the Earth Kingdom as a defensive line to resist the first wave of the tsunami attack.

boom!

The tsunami struck, giant waves crashing against the yellow light screen, causing the shield of mountains to tremble and shake. It instantly overturned many of the Water Spirit Royal Court's fleets. The Wings of Freedom Legion charged bravely, fighting against the sea creatures and dragon beasts in the tide.

The combined firepower of the Unicorn Knight and the Sunlit Royal Court suppressed the few remaining dragons until wisps of purple dust descended from the sky, and a deafening dragon roar resounded through the heavens.

"Roar!"

A colossal dragon emerged from the spring and soared into the sky, its massive wings almost tearing the heavens apart. The Amethyst Dragon Mother, Iyef, was not absent; her presence was the greatest obstacle to the allied forces of dragon slayers.

The amethyst dust greatly weakened the magic crystal heavy weapons. Zenora's heart sank, and she handed over command to Maria. She lifted her skirt and jumped onto Catherine's back, ready to call on the Elf King to use the artifact to suppress Iev.

Messiah finally could no longer endure it. The annihilation flames were activated by the brand, forming a dazzling magical armor. A magnificent war song played out the notes, providing allies with a berserk aura.