Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

A huge rock suddenly crashed into the wall, scattering a large number of soldiers and causing the entire city to shake violently.

The falling rocks came suddenly and so fast that many saints didn't even have time to react. The barrier was immediately torn open, and many Templars took the opportunity to rush into the barrier and try to climb the city wall. The temple guards hurriedly filled the gap amidst the commander's curses.

Valentine squinted and instantly spotted the instigator of the battle on the hillside: a Lightforged Knight riding a Warhammer Dragon. He held his helmet and stretched his wrists. He had a thin face and an arrogant expression. The boulder he had just thrown was from his hand, seemingly just a casual toss as a greeting.

"Marvin!"

Valentine gritted his teeth, took the large bow from his back, drew the string to its full extent, and pure energy laws gradually condensed in his palm. Pink rays burst forth like aurora borealis as a form of retaliation!

The aurora was powerful, and the layers of energy wreaths amplified the impact, instantly reaching the Lightforged Knight. The blast of energy even pushed aside the Templars in its path, but the Arbiter still did not put on his helmet. He stretched out his right arm, his muscles bulging, and actually met the light with his bare hands!

Zzz.....

As the aurora dissipated, Marvin's right arm armor shattered completely, and blood splattered from his palm, but it was only a minor injury. The Lightforged Knight and his powerful mount were knocked back several meters.

"My God!"

The lords of love were shocked. Before this, no one had ever dared to catch Valentine's beloved arrow like this. Even the once invincible chief of the Temple of War was blinded by an arrow!

The divine messenger shook the blood off his hands, his cruel face showing a hint of contempt. Upon closer inspection, he saw that the thick, pitted city walls of Saibanzhang were riddled with large holes, clearly his handiwork.

936. The Song of Eros

This arrow was incredibly powerful, but it demoralized the Temple of Love and Wisdom. The God of Compassion died at the hands of the Judgement Messenger, and now even the God of Devotion is unable to pose a fatal threat to Marvin.

"Damn it! Not enough, not enough at all. If only I could also become a demigod like Capricorn Envoy..."

For Valentine, even in the worst-case scenario, she could escape the battlefield with the help of the Dream Salon before the Temple of Love's destruction, seek the protection of the Chaotic Throne, and avoid becoming a war slave of the Templar Lords and suffering endless humiliation.

But that also meant a complete exit from the historical stage, with no more chances to compete with the strong of this era, and the queen, having lost her value, could no longer win the king's favor.

She is not reconciled!

As time went on, the battlefield remained fierce. With the sun blazing high in the sky even past midday, the battle continued. The defending troops, running out of manpower, gradually retreated into the fortress, and the city walls and gates were about to fall.

The golden sun shower was everywhere, and the believers bathed in it were unstoppable. Brave temple soldiers fell in despair, while wounded Templars were reborn in the holy rain.

The reason the judge did not rush forward was to protect the vital Lightbringer so that he could continue chanting and no one could get close. Therefore, Lin's beautiful incantation became a nightmare for every believer of the God of Love. She closed her eyes, unwilling to look at the tragic scene of blood flowing like a river, and unknowingly tears streamed down her face.

"It's no use! The Magic Crystal Tower's reserves are depleted, the barrier is about to collapse, and all the arrays can't hold on any longer. Lord Valentine, we should go!"

The wounded high-ranking officer rushed up the city wall, shouting at his beloved divine messenger who was fighting valiantly. The situation had deteriorated to the point that he could no longer afford to shake the morale of his troops.

"Retreat to the next main city, and continue to be passively attacked until the temple is destroyed? We still have magic crystal towers to exploit? How many soldiers can we sacrifice? Absolutely not! Saipan is their final destination; we must fight to the death here!"

The beloved messenger spoke resolutely, his blood staining several beautiful fox tails red. The powerful bow between his fingers continuously fired powerful shots, slaying all the Templars who approached him. He had already reaped countless lives, and his courage was astonishing, but it was all in vain.

"But we have no reinforcements! What are you waiting for!?"

"some."

Valentine's voice was resolute, her profile was poignant, and her bright eyes never gave up hope.

"She promised me she would come, leading an invincible army of world-destroying demons, to tell the world that light is not the only divine law of the chaotic era, and that the cowardly gods are just waiting for an opportunity. They never dare to stand on the front line and lead the clamor. At this time, only one person can lead us to end the Father God's dictatorial rule!"

"You mean...?"

Ding... Dong...

The Beloved God was momentarily dazed, shook his head to confirm that he was not hallucinating. At this moment, all the temple soldiers looked up blankly, and the Templars also retreated in confusion, becoming wary.

"What...what is that sound?"

The blazing sun scorched the earth, yet the clear, melodious chimes of wind chimes mingled in the rain. The wondrous tunes, imbued with truth, awakened the fire in the hearts of those who worshipped the god of love. They laid down their weapons and joined in the singing, chanting the hymns of love together.

Countless petals danced in the wind, dividing the battlefield, while a soft beam of light blocked out the sunlight, beginning to absorb the rain of light.

Such a bizarre scene unfolded before their eyes, and the Templars lost all will to fight. Some stretched out their hands and saw the Star Songstress Messiah, while others embraced the air and found their long-lost brothers. They all saw the person they had been longing for in the pillar of light.

Lin frowned and looked at Marvin, surprised to find that the Judgement Messenger had also fallen into a trance. She pulled hard on the tail of her mount, and the next second Marvin's figure transformed into a tall knight in black armor. Invincible held the Star Diamond Ring and knelt on one knee, while her gorgeous divine robe had somehow turned into a pure white wedding dress.

"No, this isn't true, because she isn't... How could this be? It shouldn't be like this."

Lin murmured to herself, knowing full well that everything happening before her eyes was an illusion, yet she couldn't break free from Wudi's grasp, only wanting to linger for a little longer.

The gentle touch from her ring finger felt so real. The two of them walked hand in hand into the Holy Light Hall, receiving the blessings of the gods and thus beginning their bond. That was her deepest desire, humble and insignificant.

"Turn back now. I'm warning you one last time: we've all lost."

An unknown, mysterious sigh echoed from the sky, awakening the intoxicated Holy Temple Legion. Lin rubbed her eyes, as if she had just woken from a daydream, returning to the brutal battlefield filled with the smell of blood. Is this really the world the believers want?

Marvin looked down and saw no trace of the person in his heart. He felt lost and disappointed. The other soldiers were equally puzzled. If this was the enemy's mental spell, why were they not injured and still so attached to her?

"Don't get distracted, this is the enemy's trick. The scales of victory have already tipped, attack with all your might!"

The scales of victory have indeed tipped, but not toward the sanctuary. The beloved messenger smiled, and one could tell she had arrived from the sound of the Love Song.

click!

A piercing shattering sound exploded across the sky, which suddenly split in two. Turbulent void currents surged from the crack, followed by a dark storm that swept across the battlefield.

"Abyssal Demon!"

A high priest pointed at the rift in the sky and cried out in alarm. He saw countless black dots emerging from the black mist, and countless great demons waving their hideous fleshy wings as they rushed toward the battlefield like a swarm of bloodthirsty bats, sending chills down one's spine.

Darkness enveloped everything, and thick smoke, impenetrable even to holy light, swept across the plains, instantly shattering the tight formation of the Templars. Yet, the worshippers inside and outside the city walls seemed oblivious, still lost in the beautiful music of the god of love.

The anthem of rebellion echoed across the sky, praising the extraordinary comrades lurking underground. In the chaotic era, there are no absolute enemies or friends. Even cold-blooded demons can now be allies who share a common hatred. This war has long since transcended the distinction between justice and evil. As for how the future history of gods will be defined, only the victors can decide.

"Fearless Holy Light, help me repel the enemy!"

The roar of the Arbiter echoed from the hill. Marvin raised his arms high, and a huge sword light formed holy flames that slashed forward, instantly splitting a calamity beast in two and burning it to ashes!

However, there were simply too many demons. The Throne of Chaos opened a void path to the abyss, allowing the demon legions of the Great Tomb to continuously pour into the Kingdom of Love and Wisdom.

Marvin gritted his teeth, vowing to annihilate all enemies of light. He tightened the reins and charged into the enemy ranks. His double-edged sword spun and cut, unstoppable. He was like a chariot of light, mercilessly crushing the demon army.

The Templars followed in the footsteps of the Inquisitor to confront the Abyss. At that moment, a gray curtain began to fall from the sky, and in an instant, spider web traps covered the ground. Once trapped, one could not move. What was terrifying was that scorching dragon breath followed one after another.

937. The Demon of the Eight Pillars

The vanguard of the Evil Slayer Army charged forward, the Evil Fallen Army advanced on both flanks, and the Nightmare Army provided suppressive fire. The demons' attack was extremely powerful, but another mobile force was mixed in among the three legions of the Abyss: the Vicious Dragon Rider Legion raided the rear of the Sanctuary's lines, firmly holding back the arcane mage formation, and the light energy barrage came to a halt.

Screams filled the air. Marvin turned around in fury and immediately tried to defend himself when he saw the scene. Just then, the howling evil unicorn, carrying its master, stood in front of the Judgement Messenger. The man, covered in deathly aura, appeared almost instantly.

Dragonlance, Deathsteed, the so-called strongest demonic apostle in the Abyss, makes his appearance here.

"Demon Overlord!"

Marvin's heart skipped a beat, and his powerful aura coalesced into a pillar of light on his armor. With such a formidable enemy before him, he could no longer concern himself with the bigger picture.

The Abyss army mobilized in full force, and the renowned Demon Warriors were naturally present on the front lines. The surrounding demons retreated, leaving ample space for the Evil Ruler Commander, whose character was well-known.

"I sold my soul for a second chance so that I could fight against the strongest in the world and fulfill the wish I had not fulfilled in this life. Come, Judgement Messenger."

"It's an honor to be your opponent..."

Even as a demon, Sion is an admirable enemy. Marvin took a deep breath, gently patted the Warhammer Dragon's head, cleared his mind of all distractions, focused on the law of judgment, and saw only the most powerful enemy he had ever encountered.

The blinding holy light and the Void Thrust collided violently, and the powerful soul fluctuations drained the air from the center of the field, leaving the vacuum battlefield barren. The battle between the two commanders ignited a new wave of war frenzy!

Cataclysmic behemoths, exploding worms, ogres... all sorts of monstrous abyssal demons emerged from the dark mist, and the intermittent sunlight could no longer completely cover the Templars.

Lin gripped her magic crystal staff tightly, her heart pounding with tension and unease. She also sensed the unusual visitor—the witch she least wanted to be her enemy.

"Fear is the darkness before dawn, courage is the perseverance to wait for the sunrise. The dark night will eventually fade away, only the holy light will endure. The candlelight of the Pantheon grants you immortality. Divine fire, dispel the gloom!"

A ray of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds and shone upon the messenger of light. A burst of piercing cries suddenly appeared above his head, followed by a shower of fiery feathers and sparks that fell upon the world.

The reborn Radiant Bird descended to the mortal world, its fiery figure circling in the sky. A heat wave swept across the battlefield, causing the clamoring demons to spontaneously combust, while the others retreated into the shadows under Sion's command.

The fiery feathers of the Radiant Bird and the dark storm created by the void rift formed a boundary where light and darkness clashed. Abyssal demons and Templars fought fiercely here, resisting to the death, neither willing to yield this boundary.

Lin's chest heaved and her legs trembled slightly as she gradually became weak. The continuous channeling of the Rain of Light was extremely taxing, and even standing in the center of the arcane mage formation, enjoying the constant recharging from the believers, was barely enough. The cost of summoning the divine bird was even more outrageous.

On the other side, the battle between the Arbiter and the Demon Overlord was not optimistic either. The laws of space granted Sion the ultimate ability to fight alone. Marvin had a lot of destructive power but nowhere to use it. His clumsy figure was always a step behind in the face of speed. In his fear, he realized that the demon who jumped through space had already embarked on the path of advancement, and had promoted the law to fragments of truth.

Under the pressure of the skeletal pegasus, the warhammer dragon retreated continuously, and its lightforged armor was torn apart bit by bit by the ghostly attack. Another cold glint appeared in the blind spot, and Sion quietly appeared in the collapsing spatial rift, his dragon spear aimed at Marvin's ribs.

"Instant Hell!"

With a flash of green light, Xi Weng reined in his horse at the front of the battle, swung his spear, and ended the fight. He then turned to look at the firebird in the sky.

Marvin raised his heavy sword to counterattack but found his body incredibly heavy. At that moment, a piercing pain erupted from his body, and the extreme speed delayed his senses.

The judge spat out a mouthful of blood, his palms filled with fragments of internal organs. His vision went black and white, his ribs were a bloody mess, and he could no longer lift his arms. His powerful body and demonic armor were twisted and shattered by the Instant Prison.

"My...Holy Light..."

"This is... the power of the Demon Lord..."

This scene chilled the Templars and Temple Soldiers to the bone, extinguishing their fighting spirit. Such a powerful Arbiter, who had personally slain the Arbiter of the God of Benevolence, was so ruthlessly defeated. Before the battle was over, they couldn't even catch a glimpse of Sion.

"no!"

Lin gritted her teeth, her eyes gleaming with runes, and a soft halo of light quickly enveloped Marvin, unleashing a divine spell before the holy light faded, nearly suffocating her nearly dried-up soul.

The holy light runes in the hands of the Lightbringer symbolized immortal divine power. An astonishing scene unfolded: the Judgement Messenger's body was visibly repaired and healed, his damaged heart resumed beating in the blink of an eye, and his dazed eyes regained focus.

Ponytail gripped her heavy sword and stood up, brandishing a massive holy flame as she charged toward the Demon Lord, her roaring hymn boosting morale.

"It's not over yet, you demon! You'll only defeat the Holy Temple by stepping over my dead body!"

"Oh?"

Sion's eyes widened in surprise. The dragon spear spun several times between his fingertips, and his icy death gaze once again aimed at Marvin. A month ago, it would have taken a lot of effort to kill a heavily armored paladin like Marvin, but now he was no longer a superhuman.

The Lightbringer's immense power rekindled the Templars' confidence, and the warriors charged forward against the demons as if they possessed infinite life. However, no one knew that Lin's soul was on the verge of exhaustion, and they were no match for the Abyss.

The beloved divine messenger would certainly not let such a good opportunity pass by. When he caught a glimpse of the pink rays dividing the battlefield, Lin felt a chill on her back. A powerful arrow pierced through the fragile light energy barrier!

puff!

A fearless saint stood in front of Lin with a shield, then convulsed and collapsed. An arrow pierced her heart easily, burying itself deep in flesh before stopping its momentum. The fanatical believers guarding the messenger of light were all saints, willing to sacrifice their lives without hesitation for the Holy Mother of Light.

More enemies discovered that the Lightbringers were the focus of this war and began to charge towards the sorcerer's formation. The powerful calamity beasts rampaged and broke through the defenses with flying night demons, tearing through the Sanctuary's defenses despite the scorching heat of the blazing feathers.

Lin, pale-faced, had no choice but to reach out to the sky. The Radiant Bird, suspended high in the air, answered the call, swooping down on the battle formation and burning the swarming demons to ashes.

Boom!