Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

Everyone fell silent, watching the projection and beginning to pray for Curtis, the woman known as the strongest on Earth.

958. Court Hearing

The blood ring descending from the dark clouds fiercely clashed with the tranquil stance, its crimson color unable to break through the holy light. Nolan gazed tenderly at the figure of the Lightbringer kneeling on the earth, embracing the world, lost in thought.

Lynn will not hurt Joanna, nor will she hurt anyone. Perhaps she herself does not realize that she is gradually surpassing the Holy Mother of Light, trying to create a conceptual world where no one can be harmed.

Turning the impossible into the possible—that is the meaning of truth, and also the infinite possibilities that mortals possess. Their unwavering will always amazes the observations of the Lord of Chaos.

Boom!

The battlefield on the flanks trembled with thunder. Serantia glanced sideways, her face growing even more gloomy. Although Curtis had been repelled by Sion time and time again, his momentum had not diminished in the slightest. He was like a cockroach, utterly repulsive.

First, an "unknown nobody" blocked the Demon King's proud spear, and then the Lightbringer ascended to demigod status by his own power, forcibly suspending the war. When the Holy Mother was resurrected and the Radiant Bird descended, the situation was not very optimistic.

Enveloped in a serene aura, no one could surpass the holy light. The demon girls had no choice but to focus their attention on the only man who could possibly kill Lin. However, that dangerous area was exceptionally terrifying. The cratered wasteland was torn open with hundreds of wounds, and each giant pit looked as if it had been bombarded by a series of forbidden spells.

The Demon Lord's offensive repeatedly eroded the space of the Supreme Dimension. The dragon spear danced across the marks of obliteration, but the Berserker Princess not only withstood it completely but also always managed to avoid fatal wounds.

Yero and Panini, who were watching from the sidelines, clutched their chests, sweating bullets for Curtis. Sometimes she could anticipate Sion's movements, and sometimes she couldn't, just like now.

Curtis was caught off guard and swept away by the tail of the Cataclysmic Spear, falling into the deep rocks. The next second, the naked female warrior returned, but a fist-sized hole in her abdomen was extremely horrifying. Through the wound, it could be seen that her internal organs and muscles had been completely shredded.

She is arguably the strongest woman on Earth, expressionless. Her resolute personality has long been overshadowed by divinity during the fierce battles. What supports her return to the battlefield is her indomitable will that has been tested by the truth.

A hazy storm swirled around, slowly filling the void left by its master. The heavy earth elements began to reveal the initial manifestation of divine power, and the wasteland was helping the invaders from another dimension fight against the dark people.

The same evolution also appeared on his opponent. Sion's eyes shone with a strong dark light, and he became increasingly ferocious and aggressive. Even if the price of killing Curtis was to pierce the abyss, he would not stop!

“What are you waiting for? He is shaping a godhood, and so is she. We must not allow that to happen.”

A delicate laugh echoed from the sky. The red-clad demon guiding the Blood Ring was greedy and thirsty, eager to summon the true god to appear in the world.

Serantia hesitated. She could see that Chon and Curtis were frantically knocking on the door to the end of the path to advancement, as were the ants who had managed to glimpse the spark of truth ahead. If Lin succeeded, the dark creatures would lose all their advantage.

Truth evolves from concepts into weapons, and eventually into divinity. The only difference between these mortals and true gods is the concentration of divine power.

"If anyone harbors ill intentions this time, I swear... I will destroy every inch of their flesh and soul!"

Serantia gritted her teeth and bit her wrist first. Her pure black demon blood poured into the abyss wasteland like fuel, seeping into the dust and mud. Several sparks appeared on her tall and delicate body, and the curses of the Bone Twins and the Sorrowful Demon God came to her aid.

Cynthia and Julia realized the gravity of the situation and decisively released the curse to sacrifice divine power. A crimson blood ring descended, unleashing a foul waterfall that tainted the earth and defiled the barrier of holy light.

Mei Ruo was the last demon girl to be sacrificed. When she offered the cursed blood of the Instantaneous Demon God to the abyss, the earth trembled violently.

At the same time, a dark force erupted from the direction of Demon Castle, blasting away the liches who were chanting around the Great Tomb of the Eight Demon Gods. The filthy demon blood filled the six-pointed star magic circle, and a huge shadow revealed its brutal true face from behind the darkness.

The judge's pupils contracted sharply, and his hands gripping the cross sword trembled slightly. The Abyss Demon King and the Red Lich had vanished, following the flow of black blood as a curse that merged into the demon god's body, leaving only their alluring clothes lying on the ground.

The first to grow was the blood ring in the dark clouds, the blood curse expanding dozens of times. The stench of the torrent instantly overwhelmed the tranquility, and the monstrous beasts and ogres knelt down in worship, chanting unknown demonic words, filled with awe and fear.

boom!

Two enormous hands burst from the ground, the demonic arms representing malevolent and vengeful runes slamming into the tranquil ground with overwhelming force, shattering the peace!

The barrier of light collapsed and shattered, protecting the Templars and their Revolutionary allies. Millions of soldiers of the Lawful Order had already assembled, awaiting Marvin's command. As the light dimmed and died out, they once again organized their battle formation.

"No... let's not continue like this! We weren't born into this world for this kind of thing!"

Lin did not open her eyes, but golden tears of blood slid down her cheeks. She remained kneeling with the fire in her hands, sobbing and bowing her head. Her bent back was already pressed down by the power of the eight pillars, making it hard for her to breathe, but she was still unwilling to give up her unrealistic fantasies.

However, reality dealt this kind woman a heavy blow. The giant arms of the demon god emerged from the earth one after another, dragging out the eight demonic pillars. The cursed fist continued to shrink until that beam of pure light completely disappeared, and the figure of the messenger of light could no longer be found.

"Kill all these scum!"

The angelic judge roared in fury, sounding the horn of the Holy Temple's counterattack. The demon army followed the ancient demon god and once again rushed towards the delicious feast that had been delivered to their doorstep.

The tranquil stance only briefly awakened mortals. When both sides awoke from their illusions, they were still in the midst of a battlefield of carnage, letting their killing instincts dominate their bodies.

A fleeting moment of glory doesn't mean it's meaningless; at the very least, it leaves a lasting impression.

"You've already tried your best."

The silver-haired girl appeared on the other side of the void, carrying the battered and bruised Lin. She had appeared out of nowhere and saved the messenger of light. Only then did the witches of the Sunlit Royal Court realize that someone was missing.

Perhaps this lovely yet foolish woman is the true saint. Nolan saw in her the potential to rule the pantheon. The former Night Mother had also impressed the Lord of Chaos. But time eventually eroded their original intentions, even though they had become immortal.

A thousand years, or ten thousand years, how long can Lin hold onto this ridiculous obsession?

"You too can become light, and be even purer than the Father. So don't give up, don't disappoint me like they have, because truth has the power to make dreams come true, and that is the power to change the world, even if the dream is ridiculous."

"Hmm..."

Lin curled up into a ball and hugged Nolan's neck tightly, as if she understood, yet also as if she didn't.

959. No matter what method is used

Nolan gazed at the abyss, a slight smirk playing on his lips. The light would not vanish; when it reappeared, it would bring with it a Valkyrie wielding divine fire, turning night into day, the light of dawn piercing through the gloom.

"Who gave you the audacity to face me again?!"

With a melodious growl, a great light shone forth, a divine miracle unfolded, and a stream of fire pierced through the blood ring, finally descending upon this evil-filled Lost Wasteland.

The Holy Mother of Light raised her right hand, and the Radiant Bird on her shoulder spun around with a clear cry, transforming into a divine fire musket aimed at the eight demonic statues. Hollymaia's appearance gave the believers strong confidence, which was the worst possible outcome in Serantia's mind.

Hollymaya's face remained as beautiful, loving, and tempting as ever, and the timing of her appearance as the Lightforged Beauty destined her to be a competent player.

It can't be any earlier, because that would save believers who have the potential to replace you in the future. A tool is a tool; once it's used up, it should be discarded, not used to usurp your authority.

It shouldn't be too late either. A reversal in dire straits is more conducive to building momentum for the Holy Light and solidifying faith. The selfless sacrifice of the messengers of light is the sweetest catalyst.

The Father has trained this loyal dog very well, which is why Nolan feels that Lynn is more like the Virgin Mary than HollyMaya.

"Too bad you won't be so arrogant for long this time... Go ahead, I won't stop you today."

The witch spoke softly, seemingly to herself, yet received a strange response from the depths of the void.

"Hmph, you shouldn't have interfered in this game in the first place. Just because no one dares to criticize the referee for a foul doesn't mean I need to thank him."

Whispers and chuckles echoed in the darkness, a mixture of hatred and helplessness. The shadow of the Night Mother seemed to be everywhere. A strand of black hair playfully brushed against Nolan's cheek, slightly provocative. The wicked woman decided to teach her despicable ex-husband a lesson.

Nolan's eyes grew cold, seemingly threatening Ye Liliu but actually ordering that mad dog, "I don't care about others, but the martyr judge must die. I don't care what method Wan Gu uses, not a single divine spark or divine body will be spared."

The eerie night sounds paused for a moment, as if recalling the three rebellious young daughters. They did not intend to follow either of their violently separated parents, and were therefore destined not to share in the fruits of victory in the chaotic era.

"Oh? I'm going to be jealous! If Catherine and Fimis knew how much you care about them, they might not have gone and tried to kill themselves. But since you've said that, the child will definitely do her best..."

"I care about you too, I care about when you die."

"Heh, what I'm saying is, are you willing to do that? Your toughest thing is your mouth."

.......

boom!

Hollymaia fired the shot. Standing at the pinnacle of the Lawful Order, on the moral high ground, victory was assured.

The Radiant Bird's divine bullets were aimed first at the Arm of Necrosis. Without its leader, the Eight Pillars of Golems were on the verge of falling apart. The fire trails trailed crimson light, creating heat waves in the air of the Supreme Dimension, and spatial ripples affected everyone.

Unlike last time when they were careless, the Eight Pillar Demons curled up their arms, plunging their four fists into the wasteland to stabilize their massive bodies. The Spider Demon Hands wove a giant web, which, together with the Blood Ring, blocked the oncoming holy flames, greatly reducing the power of the Divine Fire Gun. The whistling bullets hissed and smoked.

"In vain!"

The second bullet exploded instantly, and the divine power of the Holy Mother of Light seemed inexhaustible, able to freely control the divine artifacts bestowed upon her by the Father.

The divine fire rushed forward, piercing through the blood-soaked giant arm. The demonic runes dimmed and trembled, the giant hand drooped limply, and large sections of the decaying torso burned. It could not rise again for a short time. The difference in strength between the incomplete Eight Pillars and Holimaa was still enormous.

Shh...

Unlike Lin's gentleness, the Holy Flame of the Holy Spirit Mother's Judgment was extremely aggressive, causing the demon army to howl and scream in agony, their dark skin spontaneously combusting and making it difficult to organize an offensive. The Templars seized the opportunity to launch a fierce counterattack.

But just then, black rain suddenly fell from the sky, instantly extinguishing the divine fire on the Eight Pillars. The starry sky was obscured, and the daytime turned into night, spreading like ink into darkness in the abyss.

Revolutionary soldiers screamed and pounded on their armor as the black rain corroded their protective aura and even their flesh and bones. In contrast, the disheveled demons rose again, thoroughly enjoying themselves, and charged into the forces of light once more under the command of the Nightmare Commander.

Serantia breathed a sigh of relief. This time, her mother hadn't stood idly by, so they still had a chance to turn the tide!

The black rain accumulated and flowed, instantly gathering into a surging pool of ink at the feet of the golem. The eight runes bathing in it shone with an eerie light, and strands of black hair emerged from it, wrapping around the golem's giant arm and infusing the golem with immense divine power.

Black silk tightly bound the demon god's eight arms, lifting its revitalized demonic body from the ink pool and suspending it in the sky, like a marionette.

At this moment, the divine power of the eight demon gods surged, and their withered tree trunks grew wildly, displaying the wasteland in an even more ferocious form, not far from the evil incarnation described in the divine scriptures.

"Praise be to the Holy Light, grant me the strength to overcome the root of evil!"

Hollymaia squinted, her breathing rapid. The unusual pressure reminded her of the terrifying scene of the Triads battling the Eternal. She knew she was about to face a supreme god.

But the Holy Mother of Light was not unprepared. With her burning left hand waving a battle flag, the Radiant Bird returned to its original form and circled in the air, using its fire feathers to demarcate a safe zone for believers, as if guiding the direction of the divine fire altar of the Supreme Divine Court.

Facing the strongest supreme god of the past alone would be the most arrogant and foolish act. Hollymaia decisively planted the battle flag in the wasteland, and with a flick of her wrist, she spat out a line of divine fire that connected with the sky, tearing a rift in the starry sky.

"The moment of trial has arrived; the guilty shall stand trial!"

The dark storm abruptly stopped. Marvin's eyes darted around, and he was horrified to find himself suspended in mid-air, frozen in a leaping, slashing pose, unable to control his body. The others on the battlefield were also frozen in place, including Curtis and Sion, who were locked in fierce combat.

The embodied supreme truth is the absolute rule of this world, beyond question. Only the eight demon gods twisted their bodies, emitting piercing low gasps, their gaping maws seemingly laughing.

The Holy War Maidens of the Seven Luminaries Church remained motionless, but this did not stop their tense minds from thinking about the current situation. Panini clearly felt the surrounding air rapidly heating up, the soft down on Yero's arms slowly curling, and even her favorite amplification robe was about to catch fire!

When time and space resumed their normal operation, the wasteland disappeared, replaced by a burning temple suspended in the air, and through the floating clouds, one could even see the statues of the gods standing in the Pantheon in the distance.

The next second, the divine messenger was propelled forward by inertia, staggered to the ground, and turned around to see many of his subordinates lying on the ground, both demons and humans looking around in confusion.

Everyone found themselves in an ancient court, surrounded by pillars of judgment fire. On these pillars, numerous crystalline divine remains were nailed to the dragon's spine, each radiating subtle ripples of truth. Some were already dead, while others were still suffering torment. The divine fire scorched the souls of the sinners day and night!

960.Nizi

"Divine Fire...Court?"

Marvin knelt on one knee, looking terrified, and paid his respects towards the Pantheon. Meanwhile, the demon soldiers shrouded in divine domain burned on the ground, suffering immense pain simply from breathing the scorching air of the Court of Divine Fire.

"quiet!"

A cold snort came from the high platform at the top. A heroic and otherworldly figure in fiery red struck down with a heavy hammer, declaring the execution by divine fire. A powerful pillar of fire burst forth from the floor.

The Templars then discovered that the ancient monster had been imprisoned in a cage and hung on the central execution platform. Accompanying the Altar Judge was the Holy Mother of Light, whose Radiant Birds transformed into chains of fire, firmly binding the golem's arms.