Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

Yelu's face turned pale, and she suddenly realized something.

The giant pit they jumped into was like another gaping maw of blood, starving and hungry!

Lin Dichen exclaimed, "How could this be? It's like the island is...feeding?"

The island seemed to possess a life of its own; both the forest of trees that seemed to devour people and the eerie red desert sent chills down the spines of the three.

Nolan continued to walk forward fearlessly, his eyes fixed on the dark, gloomy area at the very bottom of the giant pit.

Something there blocked her divine senses.

As they ventured deeper into the desert, the place became deathly silent. The absence of alien monsters only added to the fear. The surrounding red mist grew thicker and thicker, which seemed to be the origin of the mutation.

"Look!"

Lin Dichen squinted and noticed something in the distance.

Upon closer inspection, the mystery was revealed: an ancient altar built on quicksand appeared before them.

The broken stone slabs and exquisite sculptures bear the marks of time, but Catherine and Lin Dichen knew nothing about them or what kind of faith they belonged to.

Yero snapped her fingers, lighting a spark in the darkness. She bent down to brush the sand off the stone slab, uttered a few syllables with difficulty, then shook her head and said helplessly, "It sounds like Elvish. I can't understand it. If Mach were here, that would be great."

“That’s right, it’s the ancient Elven language. To this day, only the Sun Elf royal family of Highgarden still has people who can learn it.”

Mo's sudden interruption startled the three of them.

Ekaterina's five fingers crystallized, ready for battle, but she saw several familiar figures in the light on the other side of the altar.

A short dwarf and three students in different poses—this was none other than the Saxon Academy's expedition team.

Enemies meeting are bound to be furious. The boxer, whose hand was still broken, looked at the disheveled Saint Lenza and his two companions with a mocking gaze and let out a cold snort. The tall, thin assassin squatted on the stone pillar and chuckled strangely.

75. Stone coffin

The Saxon students appeared unharmed and had not experienced any fierce battle.

Perhaps they were lucky, reaching deep into the forest before nightfall and discovering the giant pit before the red fog spread, thus missing the encounter with the mutated giant and the herd of beasts.

The one who spoke just now was the dwarf instructor. A white crystal light was flashing above his head. This time, he didn't dare to reveal any malice. His expression was solemn as he watched the taciturn black knight.

While the three arrogant brats were oblivious, how could he possibly overlook a Chaos Apostle comparable to the World Serpent?

I never expected that his advisor and mentor in Saint Lenza would be him...

Some plans to destroy evidence and monopolize the altar were instantly abandoned, which was extremely regrettable.

Yero frowned slightly, noticing that the other survivors, who should have put down their vine staffs, became even more wary.

"Is it you?"

The Earth Assassin waved his hand and said jokingly, "Hey there, I didn't expect Saint Lenza to survive to the end. Not bad."

"What do you mean?"

"Since you were able to get here, it means you must have witnessed the Great Escape. I've also encountered many people from other academies being entangled by terrifying monsters."

The tall, thin young man fiddled with a small knife, his eyes filled with reminiscence.

"Out of kindness, I made a great suggestion: we'd help them if they handed over the spatial ring. Alas, they hesitated for too long and were caught up by other monsters. So I have no choice but to continue fighting with their last wishes!"

Lin Dichen noticed the rings of other academies on the other person's five fingers, such as Ceylon, Caribbean, etc., which seemed to have made a lot of money by taking advantage of the chaos.

His hand slowly rested on the hilt of the sword, remaining constantly vigilant.

"So, in this fateful showdown, only we remain in the end; the weak will all be annihilated!"

The assassin clapped his hands, staring defiantly at the three weakened individuals.

"Pooh!"

Suppressing her anger and brimming with a sense of justice, Yero couldn't help but sneer, "The outside world is now surrounded by a sea of ​​trees. It's not like you can easily return to the portal!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, don't confuse us with you. We're here to uncover the secrets of Paradise Island, while you're just desperate refugees. With Professor Ghosn here, we can return anytime, understand, you piece of trash?"

The Saxon sorcerer, whose presence was barely noticeable, retorted smugly, seemingly showing off something.

Or rather, what did it reveal?

Oh wow, a high-level spatial magician...

Nolan, who had been staring at the strange patterns on the altar pillars, tilted his head slightly upon hearing this and stared intently at the dwarf, as if he were looking at a convenient teleportation portal.

Ghosn felt a chill run down his spine from those black, hole-like eyes and roared in anger.

"Shut up, you idiot!"

The Saxon student looked bewildered and confused when he heard his instructor softly say to the fourth tall, armored man from Saint Lenza, "Sir, there may be some danger lurking here. The strong friendship between Saxony and Saint Lenza is well-known. We should work together to leave this place. What do you think?"

"Hmm, that's a good suggestion."

Nolan stroked her chin, deciding it was better to avoid trouble; she was more curious about what was buried here.

How pathetic!

what's the situation?

The assassin and the boxer were stunned. They were both ready to slaughter this fat sheep that had come to their doorstep, but they never expected that the usually cunning and treacherous old man would be so unusually kind!

He chickened out! He chickened out!

Lin Dichen and Yelu exchanged a glance, then made faces at each other with proud smiles.

Saxon Academy is notorious for bullying the weak and fearing the strong, but any normal person would know what to do when faced with an invincible teacher.

"You just spoke Ancient Elvish?"

Lin Dichen's eyes lit up, and he said, "So, this is an ancient ruin!"

This was a major discovery! If she could bring back something, she could earn a lot of credits and rewards. Yero's spirits lifted.

It is unclear whether the altar is dedicated to an old or new god, or even whether they still exist. However, as pioneers, they should be the first to discover the unusual ecology of Paradise Island.

No, it might not be the first batch; it's just that none of the people who reached this place made it out alive?

Ekaterina looked on with suspicion. At this point, such decisions were no longer their concern; it was entirely up to their mentor to make the judgment.

Nolan walked to the center of the altar, placed his hand on the floor tiles, and sensed something.

thump!

A heartbeat echoed in everyone's ears, the trembling of the entire island intensified, and the red desert shook violently, with quicksand swirling across the sky.

"what happened?"

Everyone looked around nervously, and to their surprise, they discovered that something was slowly rising from the center of the altar.

The others carefully stepped back, and as the sand scattered, a huge rectangular rock was revealed.

The ancient patterns carved on it exude mystery, but upon closer inspection, it turns out that it is not a stone pillar, but a coffin!

Ghosn floated into the air, looking at the coffin with surprise, and said, "There's no mistake, such amazing fluctuations must be a gift left by some god!"

At this point, the unusual secret hidden on Paradise Island seems to be quite clear.

An altar of an ancient god, or a deity served by ancient elves.

Nolan vaguely grasped something, but wasn't quite sure. Even she was shocked by it, which showed how special this deity's identity was.

"Is there a dead person inside?"

Lin Dichen blinked.

Yero covered her mouth. Even if there were, it wouldn't be a person, but... a fallen god?

Ghosn opened his arms wide, his eyes greedy.

"It turns out that this fault plane is a tomb chosen by a god for himself. These are all created by the power leaked from the god's body. No wonder the surrounding turbulence is so strong. How can such a small island give birth to countless rare treasures?"

The mere aura emanating from the remains of a deity can instantly transform ordinary beasts into ferocious and extraordinary magical creatures. If such a mutation were to occur in mortals, could countless high-level warriors be created overnight?

No one could imagine the terror of the red mist; this discovery would surely shock all planes of existence.

The hidden value of Paradise Island is immeasurable; they must have been the first people to enter the heart of the island alive!

"wrong."

Ekaterina frowned slightly.

The same thought arose in Nolan's mind: this place should not be a tomb.

On the contrary, it is very likely to be a cradle for new life.

"Seven days of daylight, seven days of darkness... Could it be her?"

Nolan murmured to herself, feeling a powerful force, but she had not yet fully awakened from her long slumber.

This unknown god is not dead yet; they are merely a constant stream of greedy adventurers who come to its door, its nourishment just like that horde of mutated behemoths.

In that case, the red mist is the blood essence of the gods, which drives all native creatures mad, allowing them to easily advance and become berserk puppets.

In this sense, the island is its body, and the roots and trees are its blood vessels and veins.

Once the god regains enough power, he will reshape his body!

So, inside the coffin...

By the time Nolan realized what was happening, Ghosn had already impatiently moved the sarcophagus away by maneuvering the space.

76. The Lion of the Rhine Holy Warrior

Glah!

The coffin lid fell heavily to the ground. Everyone crowded around curiously to look, but instead of finding the expected corpse, they saw something else.

A huge...heart?

It was an eerie heart radiating an emerald green light, and it was still slowly beating!

"This is... the heart of a god!?"