Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

The Dream God finally sensed a forbidden and violent power emanating from the girl, but it was too late. His lifeline, like that of the pitiful Naya, was already entangled in black threads and would eventually dissipate. It made no difference whether it was sooner or later.

At the same time, a commotion arose from the lower levels, growing ever closer. King Bruru shouted, "What's going on down there? What are these lowly people up to now?!"

An orc soldier scrambled into the greenhouse, covered in blood and having just survived a fierce battle. He knelt on the ground, trembling, and cried out in terror, "Your Majesty, a group of headless horsemen broke through the gate! They...they..."

896. Their voices were too weak.

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!"

Brulu slapped the deserter into a pulp, then shouted at his other men to stop the group of audacious thugs. He was then carried back to the circular elevator by four strongmen. At this point, he couldn't care less about entertaining his distinguished guests and hurried back to the top floor to guard his treasure.

Wars in secondary planes always take a more brutal turn. Poor equipment and outdated systems make it difficult for kingdoms to prosper. A few new kings may be born with just a gust of wind, while the names of the defeated are unknown. It has only been two short years since Bru snatched this dung ball from the previous king.

As Skadi circled in the sky, looking down, the lower levels of the city were engulfed in flames. Headless knights, wielding decapitation swords, breached the city gates, burning, killing, and looting. Tens of thousands of men easily conquered the capital of the Kingdom of Salu, while Bruru's soldiers couldn't even muster a proper square formation, let alone fight back.

Although she was mentally prepared, Skadi still sighed, and roughly understood what Nolan had said earlier. She couldn't save Naya, nor could she save the other innocent people, because human life here was cheaper than grass.

Keller Tiffany clung tightly to Nolan's neck, panting heavily. She was terrified. The witch and chaos were ushering in a new era of destruction, and Phimius was still missing, possibly to be executed by the Father at any moment.

What should we do now?

Skadi rubbed her forehead, thinking that even if that goddess was stupid, she should have run away by now. Where could they find her? Then she looked around and saw that the Dream Messenger had already disappeared without a trace, and the Kingdom of Saru could not protect him.

Matt didn't know if he could escape the Headless Horseman's pursuit. That decapitated evil god seemed to be the overlord of the Gordon plane, not allowing any god to share faith with him.

Nolan was no longer in a hurry. She placed Caleb Tiffany on the grass, as if she could already see the inevitable ending on her face.

"Are you disappointed with the so-called gods?"

Skuld nodded and summoned his magical armor to prepare for any battle that might come at any moment, but not against the group of headless knights.

Even a complete idiot like the headmaster began to realize just how terrible the witch had done. She had ushered in a new era, tearing off a fig leaf called the Gods' Prohibitions, forcing the high and mighty gods to reveal their true faces to the world and fall to earth.

Everyone will see that the gods are not unapproachable; they are just a group of charlatans who think they possess the truth and therefore can act recklessly forever. When gods can be defeated, trampled on, and replaced, mythology will cease to exist.

The sounds of fighting below grew closer, but Nolan ignored them. She slowly lowered her head and glanced at the soft soil of the greenhouse. An ant crawled across her shoe. It was a native life form of the plane, a fire ant. If you were accidentally bitten by it, you would feel a burning pain on your skin.

These vibrant lives around her were no different from the ants beneath her feet. Nolan showed no contempt for them. In the eyes of the Destroyer of All Realms, they were not lowly, but rather insignificant. Even as she tried to get close to the ground, she could hardly hear the true voices deep within their hearts.

because.......

Their voices were too weak.

The silver-haired girl murmured to herself.

That's the truth, and no one can change that. What can help them is never a miracle, but themselves.

Skuld shook her head, puzzled. "What are you talking about?"

There is only one way to make your voice heard by everyone: embark on the path of advancement, no matter how difficult or painful the journey may be, to reach the pinnacle of the mortal world, to transcend those ancient myths and legends, to step on their corpses, and to shout out your anger with all your might.

As Nolan said, there is no place for clowns in the chaotic era. Only the strong can stay on this stage to create new epics, just like the kind girl Naya. Pity and redemption have no meaning for her. Sooner or later, they will all become dust in history.

"ah------!"

Suddenly, Keller Tiffany clutched her chest and screamed in heart-wrenching pain, as if she had lost something very important in that instant, and her soon-to-disappear transparent divine body became even more blurred.

Nolan frowned and looked up, also sensing the exposed power above. She had a bad feeling; they were still a step too late.

Boom!

A series of booming sounds came from the upper space, as if something was falling rapidly, smashing through more than a dozen levels. To Skadi's astonishment, a crimson energy body radiating dazzling light crashed into the greenhouse level and landed in front of the three of them, raising a cloud of dust.

"That is!?"

Skuld's heart raced as she gripped her lance tightly. The creature before her showed no signs of spiritual energy, but the powerful energy surge was clearly visible, causing the surrounding vegetation to wither and die.

The crimson energy entity was carrying a person, or rather a corpse, in its hands. It was a black-haired witch dressed as a diviner, with blood dripping from her robes onto the ground. Her heart had been completely pierced by a hand, and her dim eyes had long since lost their luster.

A true god!

Skadi's hands trembled slightly, but she already had the answer in her heart. Faced with a sudden and powerful enemy, she was momentarily at a loss as to how to retaliate. Should she use her usual Sun Strike or summon a solar flare? All her superb combat skills were only applicable to mortals, and her current opponent was clearly not one of them.

It would be unwise to confuse Matt with this guy. The lower gods who mingle in the lesser planes are just clowns who have the truth but no real power, using all sorts of clumsy means to absorb the power of faith to fool the world. But the creature in front of you is an executioner from the Supreme Court.

It was only then that the crimson energy being noticed the three spectators he had encountered by fate. He paused, pulled his hand out of the bloody hole in the witch's chest, and casually tossed the corpse aside. His numb golden eyes only showed a slight ripple when they swept over the silver-haired girl.

"Ah, Lord Nolan, it is an honor to have your great witness to such a small court hearing."

The other party did not speak, but the divine sound of runes lingered in the greenhouse. The strange melody alone made Skadi's soul tremble. Her understanding of runes was still limited to enhancing martial arts skills.

Nolan's slender fingers traced across the air, creating shallow ripples in space. She tugged at the corners of her mouth, and the chaotic runes conveyed her sneer.

"Trial? You've already issued a verdict without authorization, haven't you?"

"Execution completed, just now."

A crimson energy entity floated in the air, a halo appearing above its head. It stretched out its hands, and a small gap in its palms slowly opened, revealing two crimson eyes, bloodshot and glaring angrily. It quickly fixed its gaze on the weakened Goddess of Fortune.

The Eye of Wrath seemed to possess a strange magic; Skadi felt an unbearable burning pain all over her body after just one glance, as if she were in a golden sea of ​​fire with no way to escape.

897. Divine Fire Court

Keller Tiffany paid no attention to any of this, not even to the martyr judge. She crawled laboriously, using both hands and feet, to Fimies' side, gently embracing her warm body. There was no sadness, no despair, but a single golden tear slowly rolled down her cheek.

"Yet another disqualified one. It seems fate has led you to my presence. The end of betraying the gods! My pitiful sister, Catherine, the moment you fled the court, you abandoned forgiveness. You showed no remorse for indulging Phimius. She chose to rot as a lowly mortal, so you shall bear the full responsibility for the calamities and disasters that befall the world. I hereby pronounce your sentence: you are condemned to endless cycles of punishment!"

The runic divine voice of the martyr judge was cold and calm, like an emotionless machine. Abusing divine authority to fuel chaos, prying into the future and blaspheming destiny, Keller Tiffany had committed far too many sins, but the most important was disobeying the will of the Father God. The halo above the energy body's head swirled and radiated, echoing the supreme divine power on the distant other side.

Sizzle!

Disaster struck suddenly. Rays of sunlight, like burning arrows, pierced through the city walls, riddling the kingdom in the dunes with holes. Caught completely off guard, countless innocent civilians were instantly vaporized in the light. Golden divine fire from the High Court burned the entire city. In an instant, the spherical barrier collapsed step by step, burying even the insignificant disputes of the secondary plane. The entire dune fell into silence.

Crimson flames were everywhere, the solemn court of the martyr judge descended to earth, and the sacred realm woven from power was filled with scorching holy fire, breathing heat waves on all sinners who dared to overstep their bounds. If it weren't for the annihilation flames emanating from Nolan's side that protected the three of them, they would have been buried with the city long ago.

"judgment!"

The martyr judge hovered in the center of the court of divine fire, wielding a burning spiral halberd and hurling it at Catherine. The sin of betraying the gods could not be easily resolved by death. Phimes had relinquished his divine authority and died humbly as a mortal, but the punishment left for Catherine was not so merciful.

Endless reincarnation is eternal torment. The goddess of fortune will be stripped of her divinity and thrown into divine fire, where her remaining will will be burned away bit by bit. Her immortal body will be nailed to the Court of Sin to warn the gods. Her body and soul will suffer torment until the day the Father allows her to fall.

This may be the end of Lady Luck's long escape, but it will certainly not end as the martyr judge imagined. Fate has its own answer, and Catherine Tiffany has already seen it. Holding Phimis's body, she turned back with difficulty and smiled slightly.

"Thank you for bringing me here."

Nolan did not respond, but only looked up at the burning halberd rushing towards him. The spiraling edge gradually slowed down, as if it was being dragged and pulled by an invisible force, and then trembled and shattered, turning into a ball of sparks.

"Whose crime was it, and whose verdict was it?"

The silver-haired girl crossed her arms over her chest, her posture unchanged. Behind her, collapsing black holes tore at the boundary between the void and the real world. The raging divine fire that had been baring its fangs and claws just a second ago retreated in terror, avoiding being devoured and invaded.

The martyr judge remained unmoved, raising his hand to condense another cluster of burning divine fire into a spiraling halberd. This was his court, his divine domain of judgment, where no sinful god had ever escaped his judgment, and never would.

“If Father says she is guilty, then she is guilty. And you are the only exception outside the bounds of the divine law, because you are the master of the void and should not exist in the mortal world. Tell me, are you trying to stop me, Lord of Chaos?”

"No, this isn't called stopping, this is called...destruction."

Nolan stomped his foot, and countless void tentacles emerged from the deathly black hole. They wriggled and split, like a group of silent thugs sweeping through the divine realm. In contrast, the crimson-gold divine fire that radiated power suddenly became a frail and delicate girl. Once it touched the flames of annihilation, its brilliant outer garment was easily stripped off, swallowed into the void, and became part of nothingness, powerless to resist.

“I’ll tell you what’s going to happen next. I’ll count to three, and if you’re still in my sight when the countdown ends, I’ll make you understand the true meaning of martyrdom in this world.”

Nolan swept her bangs aside, her captivating eyes now deathly still. The release of divine power gave her immortal body an eerie hue, with the essence of the void flowing beneath her crystalline skin. She became a chaotic energy entity, ready to unleash world-destroying authority at any moment.

The martyr judge remained expressionless, but his voice hesitated, as if he did not yet understand the meaning of the so-called threat from the lower realm. The Guardian Law was the only task given to him by the Father God; everything else was blank. He stated it, then carried it out—it was that rigid.

"Does this mean... you've chosen to stand on your mother's side? Why? Even someone as special as you can be defiled by them? I don't understand, but you can't stop the disqualified from atoning for their sins, just as you can't interrupt the evolutionary blueprint. The gods' prohibitions were meant to protect mortals, but now they're all going to die."

Humans will eventually die. If living is only for breathing, then we might as well perish together.

“You regard the cage as a form of mercy.”

"At least they can't see the real sky, so they won't bring about their own destruction."

Nolan picked at his ear, then lightly poked Skadi's chest, imbuing the new witch with runes to resist the heatwave of the divine fire.

"I am chaos. There is nothing in this world that I cannot do. I will always stand on my own side. Run, kid, before I get angry, run home crying and hug your dad's leg. Tell him that someone is bullying your son. If you have the guts, come find me yourself."

"......"

The Martyr Judge remained silent for a moment, then waved his hand to gather the rays of light into his palm and eyes. The divine fire extinguished, and the Divine Fire Court disappeared with it. Even if he could not understand it, it did not prevent him from judging the current situation. The light of martyrdom was no match for the chaotic void. This was a fact, even if it was his brother.

Having escaped the Divine Realm of Judgment, the three returned to the Dunes. The capital of the Kingdom of Salu was now nothing but a pile of ruins burning with golden flames. Skadi's expression was complicated as she warily watched the crimson energy body floating in the sky.

"The scales of fate have tipped out of balance. Beware, Chaos God-King, Purgatory is empty, the gods are hunting..."

At this moment, a strange fluctuation interrupted the martyr's admonition. Nolan instantly appeared in front of the crimson energy body. At this moment, only pure power remained in her body. Her pretty face was twisted and ferocious. Her purple flame body was completely immersed in the void, shrouded in an aura of annihilation.

The fanatical divine fire spontaneously gathered into sixteen barriers of truth, but it could not stop the void from eroding it. The burning pages of the codex melted away rapidly. Nolan waved his hands and interlaced his fingers, tearing open the concrete image of truth. The claws of the void fiercely pierced the hypocritical face of the martyr judge, tearing off half of his face!

898. The End of Fate

"Stop talking nonsense. You don't really think I'm going to give you a countdown, do you?"

The Lord of Chaos crushed the divine fire avatar, stuffed the scalding divine power in his hand into his mouth, and chewed it brutally.

The crimson energy body convulsed and swayed precariously before dissipating into the horizon, following the convergence of the divine court's light. The true form of the martyr judge would not descend to earth easily; if he lost his immortal divine body, his demise would not be far off.

"Hey, what happened? Are you okay?"

The Father's executioner was blasted out of the subplane, but Skadi could see nothing. Her heart pounded violently, and after a long time without a response, her eyelids twitched, and she cautiously opened them a crack, only to break out in a cold sweat.

"how so?"

The kingdom in the dunes was razed to the ground, leaving only scorched, bottomless craters, as if it had been attacked by a meteorite swarm and had been baptized by divine fire, leaving not a trace.

That golden dung ball, which looked utterly repulsive, evaporated along with its owner and subjects. The headless knight who beheaded the evil god was not spared either. Only the three of them survived in the desolate desert. Compared to the judgment of the divine fire, the religious disputes in the secondary plane were insignificant. Getting caught up in this trial was their greatest misfortune.

As the principles of chaos vanished and divinity returned, the essence of the void on Nolan's body gradually faded. She looked at the transparent body of the goddess of fortune, her right pupil flickering slightly, and a golden tear also flowed down her cheek. That was the Eye of Claudia. Keller Tiffany's immortal divine body had become as illusory as a thin veil.

"The story ends here. I must go now. Thank you for personally seeing me off, dear Chaos God-King. Let me alleviate the pain that Phimes has brought to the mortal world."

Keller Tiffany smiled playfully, her face serene, as if she had long been prepared to embrace her future, the string of destiny finally closing here.

Nolan remained silent for a moment, then walked step by step toward Keller Tiffany, releasing a powerful aura of nothingness from his fingertips.

"If this is your decision."