Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

Locke Ryan breathed a sigh of relief, took two steps back and rubbed his wrist, and said softly, "The Three Phases of the Eternal Future will handle things, and the Key to the Eight Pillars is in your hands. You don't need me to teach you how to play, do you? Here's a piece of advice: stay away from the Abyss, stay away from the Sanctuary, stay away from the main battlefield of the Father and the Night Mother, focus on your own chessboard and pieces, and you will find that all your troubles will be resolved without you even realizing it."

By extending the battle lines and taking a long-term view, the Chaos Throne doesn't need to fight against the boundless darkness here. When the time is right, the Triad God Court will grow strong and invincible. That's the thinking of a normal player.

It's a pity that if the Lord of Chaos were a normal player, she wouldn't have turned into a grumpy pretty girl~

Do you think I'll listen?

The silver-haired girl lowered her head and grinned maliciously. With a slight pull of her fingers, she forced Serantia and the other two to walk towards her. She didn't have the patience to wait for the shameless old couple to settle their score before taking revenge.

"will not."

"Then what is the meaning of this statement?"

Lockrean squinted and raised his hand to call to the attendant not far away; it was time for him to leave.

"Because I'm cutting off your escape route, sweetheart. Once you choose a wiser tactic, won't I have an excuse to say you've succumbed to my will?"

"Cunning **".

Locke Ryan feigned surprise, shaking his head and sighing, "Pretty girls shouldn't swear, it will ruin the beautiful image you have in my heart."

Nolan caught a glimpse of the Crimson Lotus King approaching out of the corner of his eye, ending this conversation that mortals could never understand, but not forgetting to continue blaspheming the goddess a couple more times.

"Your image in my mind is becoming more and more blurred. It's been so long since I've seen those exaggeratedly big breasts, it's really making me nostalgic. That's all you have left to be good at, but they'll soon belong to me too."

"That's really... thank you for the compliment!"

Locke Ryan's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth. Even the best self-control could not withstand such blatant humiliation.

"When did you two become so close?"

Heloise hugged Nolan from behind, glanced at Locke Ryan's grim face, then at the child's father, and seemed to understand something.

"Okay?"

Lockrean stopped exchanging pleasantries and left with Curtis. Unbeknownst to him, the back of his divine robes was completely soaked with sweat. Perhaps it was a mistake to taint the Destroyer of All Realms with mortality.

"What's up with him?"

Celimone frowned slightly as she watched Lockrean leave in a disarray. So many allies had come for His Highness the Holy Son; they alone couldn't handle it. The other Holy Maidens also looked puzzled.

Nolan pinched Yero's cheek and smiled, "He's scared."

"What are you afraid of? Could it be those strong imperial noblewomen?"

Panini swallowed hard. She was just a tiny little thing who had been looking up the whole time, and her neck was getting sore. A group of hungry female giants was indeed terrifying.

“Ignorant people always think they have plenty of time, but they don’t realize that death is imminent.”

As the grand feast came to an end, the Heavenly Pillar Hall, devoid of the Obsidian Emperor and His Highness the Holy Son, paled in comparison. Nolan, having lost interest, declined several lords' invitations and went to the terrace, where he ordered Julia to reorganize the Vicious Dragon Rider Legion and prepare for battle. Three demon goddess girls fell from the sky and disappeared into the night.

From the moment someone appeared, Celimoni's body was tense. Although nothing unexpected happened at the venue, she was still very nervous, or rather, she became extremely sensitive when she saw the resurrected evil spirit in the Azure Palace.

"I'm not seeing things, am I? The woman next to you just now was Serantia. This kind of connection with the Abyss means you're determined to oppose the Holy Temple?"

928. A swift and decisive victory.

Ignoring the loud conversation between the Sandalwood King and the Garuda King beside her, Celimoni gripped her Dragon Eye Staff tightly, pointing it at only one person, her golden mask concealing the serious expression on her face.

"Huh?! The Demon King! Where is he?!"

Panini, with half a cake still in her mouth, jumped off the magic carpet into Yero's arms upon hearing this. The few naive girls had no idea that danger was lurking everywhere.

"So what if it is? Is the noble archbishop about to start lecturing again?"

Seeing Nolan shrug indifferently, Celimoni's face darkened with anger. She grabbed Nolan by the collar and rebuked her, "Whether in the past or the future, demons are our mortal enemies. Countless brave comrades have died on the battlefield against the Abyss, including your father. We have already committed a grave crime by cooperating with demons to eliminate the White Demon God traitor. Do you want to suffer the same fate as Tafus?!"

"Where is the warrior you spoke of now?"

"them......."

With just one sentence, the Rainbow Archbishop, who adhered to ancient teachings, was speechless. She instinctively regarded the girl as a member of the Holy Alliance, but she did not realize that everything around her had deviated from common sense with the chaotic new era.

William, Bowen, Roland, and even the highly respected Archbishop Barbour... they crawled out of their graves and returned to their homeland, becoming heretics more terrifying than demons, because the ancient oath could not save humanity.

"Be grateful. They sold their souls for a second chance, shielding you from traitors and enemies. I respect such determination. So, sometimes we have to take special measures for the sake of the overall situation."

"Excuse!"

Selene remained unmoved and quietly exposed the witch's scheme; her intuition was always accurate.

"You are nothing but another madman, delusional enough to use demons to sweep away all heretics who refuse to submit to the throne of chaos and rule the five kingdoms of faith."

"Oh?"

Nolan looked at her with admiration, somewhat impressed, while Celimoni was extremely disappointed in her sister. From Heloise's composed expression, she could clearly see that the two had been conspiring for a long time, and she was not surprised at all, which made the Archbishop even angrier and more confused.

Has the Holy Alliance truly risen from the ashes, or has it been engulfed by evil and plunged into another abyss...?

Nolan reached out and touched Selene's collarbone. The touch of the void instantly made her hands and feet goosebumps.

“I love your shape, which is why I will find you first when war breaks out, crush you, shatter you, and ravage you until you become my witch.”

"Come on, I'll be waiting for you."

Selene slapped away the cold little hand, completely unfazed by Nolan's fearful declaration, and strode away after speaking.

Lord Crimson sighed softly as he watched his sister's retreating figure, and teased, "Could you please stop bullying her? I've always regretted not taking good care of Nini since she was little. I really envy the deep bond between you, Alicia, and Joanna."

Unfortunately, the complex relationships between the three Joestar sisters are not as simple as the Empress imagined.

"No, Lockrean is still my rival. After I deal with those troublemakers, it will be his turn. I hope that by then, Selene and Curtis will not have embarked on their path to advancement, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

"No matter what, she is one of my few relatives, and I'm counting on her to be our child's godmother."

Heloise stood on the Dark Empire's watchtower, feeling the faint throbbing in her womb. Her eyes, however, gazed upon the future blooming amidst the crimson lotus flames. Though the marks on her slender waist were not obvious, her gentle maternal instincts grew stronger with each passing day. The seed of chaos buried within her could give birth to the new life she had longed for at any moment.

That night, Longmian Mountain City remained awake all night. The aroma of Dragon Breath liquor wafted from Flower Street to Tianzhu, and everyone joined in the feast to celebrate the young Black King's continuation of glory.

Not everyone can adapt to the noise, but some have gotten used to staying up all night. At the Holy Alliance's private residence on the eastern wall of the empire, the lights in His Highness the Holy Son's office are still on, and the Berserker Curtis and the Valkyrie Bella are always faithfully waiting outside the door.

This magnificent gem mansion once belonged to the Cataclysmic Dragon Riders Commander. It was filled with rare treasures plundered by Pompey, heavily guarded, and extremely luxurious. Even the maids were all beautiful orc slaves. At least, Lord Garlu, who was used to a comfortable life, was quite satisfied, and his initial displeasure at traveling to the wilderness was swept away.

The turquoise coffin is a place for ladies, and men are forbidden from entering. Fortunately, the saintesses of the Seven Luminaries Church are all war maidens who go to war with the army. Even the roar of dragons in their ears does not disturb the legion commanders' rest. Most of them did not miss this rare opportunity and entered meditation in advance to absorb the elements of the higher plane.

While Panini was fast asleep in the next room, Celimoni had just finished washing up. She took off her gold mask, changed into her pajamas, and looked slightly tired. She sat on the edge of the bed and combed her beautiful red hair in front of the mirror.

Since the battle at the Azure Palace, Celimoni has had difficulty falling asleep. In her half-awake state, she often sees Archbishop Barbor's pale face, a scene that completely overturns everything she has learned from the divine scriptures.

"Why......."

Unaware of the truth, the mortal murmured, praying for some revelation from the goddess, though she did not consider herself as wise as Pope Cohen.

Just then, a silver shadow flashed across the night sky. Knowing that someone was about to disappear again, Her Majesty the Empress was unwilling to miss a moment of tenderness. At the banquet, she issued a strict order that a door would be left open for someone in the Turquoise Pavilion in the latter half of the night.

An obedient and sensible queen would naturally win the king's favor and be showered with divine blessings. However, Nolan had not walked through the main gate for a long time. Through the glass window, she suddenly saw a familiar profile. Without thinking much, she directly disappeared into the crack and sneaked into the room. If she had focused even a little more, she would have discovered that the tall, mature woman who looked similar in the real world was not the same as the soul of the Crimson Lotus King.

The Vicious Dragon Rider Legion has completed its reorganization and is about to follow Julia on her expedition to foreign lands. The silent watch of the Black Flame Fortress suggests tacit approval. It would be a real headache for Caliban if his scheming stepsister stayed here.

At this moment, Nolan's mind was filled with Lockrean's riddles, and he was absent-minded yet relaxed. Meanwhile, Selene saw the alluring silver-haired girl through the mirror. She turned around in surprise but did not offer the usual passionate kiss as the girl had imagined. Instead, she looked at her with a bewildered gaze.

Because the witch changed into the gift given to her by the Crimson Lotus King when they first met, and her sexy posture was like that of a lover's rendezvous, she immediately ruled out the possibility of assassination. So, Celimonie, who couldn't figure out what had happened, was stunned and somewhat confused.

"I need to finish this quickly. I don't have time to waste. I also need to save my energy to deal with those three wicked women and their despicable old mother."

Nolan licked his lips, pushed Selene down, grabbed her hands, and kissed her.

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Raw yet sweet, the alluring thin lips didn't match the passionate Empress Nolan remembered. A hint of doubt arose in Nolan, but it was quickly washed away by desire and overwhelmed by sensuality.

"Well!?"

Her first kiss was gone just like that, and the other person was a girl. Celimoni's eyes were filled with question marks.

No battle had ever taught the Archbishop of Rainbow how to deal with the enemy before him. His pure body trembled with tension, unsure how to retaliate. Even his lips and teeth were gagged, preventing him from chanting. His proud and powerful physique was also mercilessly suppressed.

Symbolic resistance only works initially; the witch's sometimes savage, sometimes elegant provocations eventually awaken the flames of impulse buried deep within mortal nature, which intensify and ultimately lead to a return to instinct.

Although both gradually became aware of the accident, they could no longer stop the growing confusion and decided to go with the flow, thus sinking into depravity...

The birdsong at dawn awakened the sleeping empire. Selene opened her eyes in a daze, seemingly having had a rare good night's sleep, but her aching body felt as if she had just finished a great battle.

"Dream?"

The archbishop, clutching her down comforter, slowly lowered her head, her face flushed, then turned pale, and finally became completely ashen. Unable to lift her head, she looked out the window at her sister cursing in the courtyard. It seemed that it wasn't some evil hallucinogenic magic, but real.

"Oh dear, how could this happen?"

As for the uninvited guests, they had already set off, traveling with the army through the portal. The Vicious Dragon Rider Legion had entered the western border of the Empire after a night's journey and was about to leave the wilderness.

Legion-level armed forces are not suitable for large-scale relocation. Fluctuating spatial coordinates can easily become the focus of attention for various forces, and every demon girl does not want her movements to be detected by the enemy.

Hundreds of thousands of imperial dragon riders swept across the sky like a vast, dark cloud, drawing terrified stares from the people of the border towns below. The spider demons on the dragons' backs wore uncertain expressions, wondering what the witch would do next.

Whether they return to the abyss or vanish into the void, the lives of the three demon gods are now in Nolan's hands.

"I advise you to be honest. It's better for everyone this way. If we had the chance, the two of us would have run away long ago. You definitely wouldn't have a chance."

Cynthias's well-intentioned reminder was delivered in an unfriendly tone, and the powerless demon girl could only derive a tiny bit of pleasure from their mutual sarcasm, since someone else was in a worse situation than her.

Although it was their first meeting, the two seemed like sworn enemies, mutually repelling each other. The wicked demon glanced at the curse demon and sneered, "Does a pig who lost to Serantia have the right to speak? Your mother, who has high hopes for you, will be furious."

"I didn't lose!"

Cynthia's eyes blazed with fury as she repeatedly reiterated that if her mother truly believed in her, she shouldn't have let the Abyss be given to a good-for-nothing!

"On the condition that we can still see Mother."

Serantia had had enough of the endless bickering, like a country bumpkin. She lay back on the dragon's spine with her legs crossed. She didn't want to become a puppet in that white-masked man's hands like Beheading. After all, what was that guy anyway, that he could break through the unique runes and steal divine power from the god's essence?

"Don't worry, she would never dare to show her face in front of me."

Nolan's voice was unusually gentle. The little incident last night wasn't entirely fruitless; Locke Ryan helped her sort out her thoughts.

Cynthia and Julia fell silent, glancing fearfully at the witch's expressionless profile. They had to admit it was true; their mother dared not face the wrath of the Destroyer of All Realms, at least not now.

"Prepare for space jump."

Julie Linen gave the order, directing the entire army to descend and dive towards the Blurred Barrier. They had reached the border of the Obsidian Empire, the boundary between two planes. Once they broke through the threshold, they could enter another world.