Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

The Legion's sorcerer began channeling spatial incantations to stabilize the makeshift passage. On the star map, the other side appeared to be a remote subplane owned by an unknown orc lord, but the map hadn't been updated in a long time, and it was unclear whether it was applicable to the Chaotic Era.

Julia's adult black dragon was strong and took the lead in stepping out of the Obsidian Land. After circling twice in the dim sunset to confirm that there was nothing amiss, it summoned the guards on the left and right wings to escort it.

"What's the next step? If we go through Zofia Airport, we'll need a Federation pass. With the Void Route, it's easy to go anywhere, but it might cause military conflict."

Julia probed, still unsure whether their destination was the Seven Kingdoms, the Free Federation, or a journey west to Huangyan Province to plunge into the abyss.

After all, they led an elite dragon cavalry force, a powerful army capable of conquering most of the main plane's city-states, and not every power dared to receive them.

"No need to go any further, let's greet the guests first."

Nolan suddenly looked up at the sky. Following her gaze, Serantia's pupils contracted slightly. Two suns had appeared in the sky.

At the same time, the surrounding air gradually became hot and dry, and the temperature soared. The sky was as bright as day at dusk, when the curtain should have fallen, and the blazing light drove away the darkness.

The light of divine fire is probably what demons hate most. The Demon King put on his cloak and cursed under his breath, "It's the Radiant Bird! Damn it, we were so careful!"

"All troops, prepare for alert!"

Julia reacted quickly, spitting out viscous fluid and weaving a black curtain with her eight arms. She knew very well that what followed was a rain of burning flames. The divine fire from the Supreme Divine Court was different from the dragon's breath. What they felt was not the heat on their skin, but the scorching of their souls.

Cynthia tilted her head and sneered, "Oh dear, even if Mother is faking her death, Father God wouldn't let you summon the Eight Pillars so easily."

"Chirp-------!"

The next second, a piercing cry rang out from above, angry and shrill, burning the heart and lungs. Burning feathers fell from the sky, and if anyone accidentally touched one, their fragile soul would not be able to withstand it and would spontaneously combust and fall.

The light grew stronger, enveloping everything, but Julia was not idle. Even though her opponent was not made of flesh and blood, she calmly commanded the troops. The dragon riders' formation spread out like a spider web, and the legion-level aura formed a black defensive matrix that blocked the burning feathers.

"Success?"

"Do not."

Serantia's cold voice shattered Julia's illusions. Sure enough, the falling, condensed fiery feathers began to tremble, burning even more fiercely, before exploding into a ball of sparks.

One roar after another, sharp beams of light exploded like arrows, instantly blinding many dragon knights. The blazing impact also knocked down hundreds of dragons, and many soldiers fell to the ground with cries of agony, turning into ashes.

"brute!"

Julia clenched her fists and roared angrily, but even with her divine power restored, Truth was no match for the Radiant Bird. Under the sunlight, no trap could escape its sight.

The Radiant Bird seemed to have seen through the Demon God's weakness. It simply hovered in the sky, scorching the earth and scattering its fiery feathers, without getting close, as if it wanted to wear down their life force little by little.

930. The Arrow Chasing Time

The vicious dragon rider commander had never encountered such a formidable enemy. When the sky, on which they depended for survival, became a forbidden zone, it was tantamount to severing the dragon riders' wings. Ordinary dragons had no way to avoid the blazing feathers approaching the heatwave. If this continued, the legion would be wiped out sooner or later, and even the immortal divine bodies would be in danger.

Cynthia looked at Nolan, and a cursed flower bloomed in her hand, floating in the air.

"Let me go, I can help!"

"You? Your delicate flower would probably have been dried out before it even sprouted from the soil."

Serantia expressed strong doubt, preferring to believe that Cynthia wanted to find an opportunity to escape. Among them, only the ability of the Instantaneous Demon God could threaten the Father's little pet, but unfortunately, Meru was far inferior to Sion.

"Who says the seeds of darkness can only grow in the soil?"

"Shut up! Whoever it is, shoot that stinky bird down right now!"

"I'm trying to figure out a solution, aren't I!?"

"Don't be nervous, girls, it's not your turn to step in yet."

The powerful common enemy forced the demon girls to work together, but the three of them did not show the tacit understanding they should have. Nolan clapped her hands, signaling the bad girls to be quiet. She reached into the rift and took out a purple dead tree from the void, which looked like the charred trunk of some kind of tree.

That was the Branch of Purgatory, a common sight and hardly a handy weapon, but extremely tough. Even the Annihilation Flame couldn't completely destroy it—a remnant of the Divine Court. Mortal weapons couldn't get close to the Radiant Bird, but it might.

The witch took a step back, bent her arm to gather strength, and with her gaze fixed on the target, she threw her five fingers, striking with all her might towards the distant halo above her head!

Whoosh!

The purple branch, carrying the flames of annihilation, shot out of his hand, ignoring the heat wave and piercing the air. The immense power stirred up layers of spatial ripples, but the sharp whistling stopped in an instant. The whistling white light twisted and shrank, first shrinking, then splitting into two balls of light. The fiery feathers unleashed a surge of heat.

"......"

Nolan scratched his head and fell into deep thought.

"Huh? That's great, we have another sun now."

Julia, her face flushed, yanked her collar open, revealing her muscular chest. Sweat evaporated as soon as it seeped from her skin, and the black spiderweb she had woven was slowly melting away, leaving less and less space for the dragon riders. "Damn it, is this all? Aren't you supposed to be the spokesperson for the Destroyer of All Realms? Think of something quick, my little bastards can't hold out much longer!"

The intense heat erupted from their bodies, and Cynthia and Serantia were in no better condition. Their panting and gasping were incredibly alluring. Even though their immortal divine bodies could withstand the bursting feathers, they could not avoid the loss of divine power. The ultimate end of their souls being scorched was to commit suicide by self-immolation.

Serantia pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "I understand. It is not in this plane, nor in the Void Outer Realm. It is just a phantom projected here by the Sanctuary. The spatial barrier is its mirror."

"Wouldn't that make you invincible?"

There was no doubt that there was only one enemy and their location was still unknown, so they were helpless.

Cynthia scoffed, staring at Nolan and saying, "How could that be? I told you I'd deal with it. Since you won't let me go, then just destroy this plane!"

Serantia nodded, then shook her head. It was indeed a solution. For Nolan now, tearing apart a subplane would be much easier than with Cynthia. However, it was hard to say whether the gods could survive or others could. That might be the sinister intention of the Sanctuary.

"no!"

Julia grabbed the red lich by the neck with her strong arm and threatened, "You won't live if you abandon my men!"

"Ha, if I didn't know you, I might actually be moved. Is there anything in this world that you can't give up?"

Nolan picked at his ears, his head aching from the noise, and frowned as he retorted, "We can't just keep destroying planes as we run. Even if it proves that we are indeed the Destroyers of All Realms, it would be too shameful."

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

The three demon girls, wearing invisible shackles, spoke in unison, all looking at the hateful witch. If it weren't for Nolan, they wouldn't have ended up in this situation, being pecked by a small bird without any chance to fight back.

Just as things were getting tense, the sky suddenly darkened, and even the heatwave subsided. Cynthia, who had been abandoned, suddenly brightened up, thinking that her mother had changed her mind. But when she looked up, she saw a magnificent starry sky, with thousands of stars dotting the void, even outshining the blazing sun.

"what?"

A beam of starlight hurtled towards her. Serantia became alert, only to find that the spiraling cone of light meandered through several stars, like an arrow with eyes, chasing after the blazing sun. The Radiant Bird mirror image, which had just been shrieking mournfully, fled in terror, leaping from one mirror of a spatial barrier to another.

The divine bird was preoccupied with its own problems, and the crisis was resolved in an instant. However, Julia was a little curious: since the phantom was not the real bird, why did the Radiant Bird run away?

"That is... the Arrow that chases time!?"

Serantia's gaze was shocked and somewhat incredulous as she stared intently at the beautiful lines of the spiral light cone. Each time the beam of light passed through a plane, it drew power from it and grew stronger. After passing through multiple planes, its scale became so enormous that it resembled a stellar cannon, firmly locking onto the Radiant Bird.

"No wonder it was scared!"

Cynthia was also stunned. That was one of the most famous artifacts of the Supreme God Court. The three giants of the Supreme God Court were not just empty titles. The vast amount of faith power accumulated by the Time Guardian and the Seven Luminaries Goddess in the previous era was unimaginable to the lower gods. When the Loli Dragon held the Twelve Star Disc and shot the Arrow of Time Chasing, the past, present and future would be connected, telling a predetermined fact. This arrow would surely hit the enemy's heart, passing through the illusion and reaching the real body!

Buzz-------!

At the moment Seiya struck, the day of his escape vanished into oblivion. When the last spark died out in the sky, the shining stars also disappeared, returning to darkness.

"Well done! Is that beast dead?"

Julia was completely bewildered, and her voice was uncertain. All she knew was that she had escaped a disaster, and she patted her chest in relief before ordering the vicious dragon riders to regroup and set off again.

"The Radiant Bird is immortal and indestructible. Even if it perishes once, it can be reborn from the divine fire altar of the Pantheon. Only the Truth of Instant Prison can bury it completely. The question is... why are the Guardians of Time helping us?"

Cynthia rested her chin on her hand, her expression not optimistic. The forces involved were too complex; a slight misstep could plunge her into the cycle of reincarnation, with no chance of ever turning back.

At this moment, Serantia glanced at Nolan and muttered to herself, "Don't get me wrong, it's not helping us, it's helping her. As far as I know, Perentit has always maintained absolute neutrality. What reason could she possibly have to suppress the Father?"

"Who cares? We'll settle accounts with the Holy Temple later. At least we can have some peace and quiet for now. Let's go, men!"

At Julia's command, the surviving dragon riders took to the skies. The Abyss Lord and the Red Lich remained silent, lost in thought. They had no idea that if they had been a second later, this plane might have ceased to exist.

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931. Big News

This arrow saved the vicious dragon rider legion, but Nolan's gaze remained calm, seemingly ungrateful. She only cared about who had leaked the information to the Temple of Light.

Is it an internal spy for the Obsidian Empire, or even the Obsidian Emperor himself? Caliban has every reason to weaken Julia and the Chaos Throne, while the Holy Alliance may continue to align itself with the Lawful Light faction. This seems very much like the kind of shady business that little bitch Lokryn might be up to behind the scenes.

Regardless, they successfully delayed the witch's advance. Some tried to stop her multiple times, while others offered assistance. As for whether Perentit truly wanted to help Nolan or Ye Liliu, only she herself knew...

There was no time to bury the corpses, and the vicious dragon rider legion continued its journey toward the unknown shore, fearing that the Radiant Bird would catch up and that the next encounter between the two sides might be a decisive battle between light and darkness.

The lifting of the gods' prohibition accelerated the game's progress. Mortals embarked on the path of ascension, forging immortal divine bodies and awaiting the summons of the Pantheon. Unfortunately, the Supreme Divine Court had not opened its doors to the mortal world for a thousand years, and the horns of war had already sounded, with the flames of war spreading across all realms.

Meanwhile, in some leisurely corner of the world, there is a seemingly insignificant team of slackers who are also preparing to set off for the Void Continent.

The story begins a few days ago. The Holy Alliance's reforms have come to an end, and now Itheran is one of the few peaceful planes that can stay away from the conflicts. Meanwhile, in the empty and desolate campus, a group of female hooligans facing unemployment are huddled in their mentor's apartment, just lounging around.

As the greatest principal in the history of St. Lenza Academy (self-proclaimed), Skadi not only owes a mountain of debt but also signed a contract of servitude. Yet, this shameless and silly angel can still laugh all day long, making everyone else's laziness seem perfectly justifiable.

However, the most renowned melancholy beauty of Skyfall Island (or so she calls herself) is actually quite troubled. She only regrets that the dragon tide didn't cause more trouble. Skadi misses the bloody smell of the planar battlefield. She has finally recovered her true form but has no stage to unleash her full power.

I can't very well go back to Michelle and ask her for help finding a job!

When troubled, one should act coquettishly, so Skadi, with her little wings fluttering, sneaked into the creditor's room. The mark of chaos always drives the apostles to seek divine favor.

"Little lazybones, I'm coming in...wait, what?!"

The room was pitch black. The secretary, dressed in light clothing, sat on the edge of the bed, glancing sideways at the furtive-looking Skoti.

What is certain is that the fresh and delicious silver-haired sweet girl is gone, replaced by a pile of broken copper and scrap iron. The broken black knight is trying to piece together his broken body, having been beaten to a pulp by someone else.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on?!"

Skuld's screams echoed throughout the apartment, attracting more resentful and lustful female hooligans who vanished once again before they could even taste the divine blessing of Nolan.

"As you can see, the challenges of the Chaotic Era are everywhere, and the master's substitute can no longer continue to fight."

Janna rubbed the bridge of her nose and took off her glasses. She had been helping the puppet adjust its armor, and it was only then that everyone noticed the fiery red fluid floating in the succubus's palm, completely absorbed in her work.

The fluid was unpredictable, like a mass of molten lava, but without any elemental aura emanating from it. Curious, Skuld stepped forward and his five fingers passed through the fluid, unable to grasp its physical form.

"She's gone out to play by herself again, without taking me with her! Wait, what's this thing? A phantom, or an elemental spirit? No, it's not right!"

The others were also seeing this thing for the first time. It seemed to have its own life and was wriggling, but there was no soul fluctuation or spiritual power.

"My master calls it... the Heart of the Crimson Tide, though I don't know what it is."

Janna murmured to herself, following Nolan's instructions to inhale and exhale chaotic runes, controlling the fiery red fluid to float above the Black Knight's head.