Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

Messiah was overjoyed and followed her instincts, leaping into the rift without hesitation. However, she was gently caught by the void currents and transported to the other side. This time, time could not stop her steps, and the path of nothingness led her straight to her lover.

A flash of light enveloped the girl, and she was surrounded by strange spots of light. The brand on her chest spread, and a purplish-black aura instantly spread throughout her body. Pure divine power wove a world-destroying robe, and powerful truth was sublimated and refined from the inside out.

"Huh? What's this? I think I can...see it!"

Messiah was momentarily dazed, experiencing a wonderful sense of disorientation before looking down in surprise. What was clearly just a moment felt like an eternity to her. Her hands remained unchanged, yet her vision revealed a leap in soul and a transformation in body. What she could see was merely a vague description; what she truly grasped were the remnants of truth around her, as well as the supreme concepts of runes and divinity that restricted the High God Court. She had joined this game as an ascendant.

The goddess in the void merely beckoned with her finger, and a new god of chaos appeared in the world. The Messiah, who was just a minor saint a moment ago, now possessed an aura as terrifying as that of the Capricorn Star Envoy, and this was only a small part of her great power.

Only here is Nolan the true destroyer of all realms, freely seizing and arbitrarily bestowing fragments of truth from the heavens; divine power is nothing more than readily available "trash" to her.

"It's that simple!?"

Those who witnessed everything firsthand inevitably broke down and found it hard not to have thoughts of defecting to the enemy. Even the twelve Star Envoys with their strong will were no exception, as if all their past efforts and perseverance had lost their meaning.

Vivian's other god-king could only curse and grumble. Truth was not a treasure in this game, but it was the best way for the gods to manipulate their followers. When a bad player who never followed the rules appeared and arbitrarily bestowed blessings, the rules of the game were completely changed.

Vessalius sighed slightly, seeing the scene he had expected. His gaze became even more profound. Even though he possessed divinity, he never showed the slightest joy. But others did not think so. Truth was something they longed for, yet the girl before them had created a new god so casually, as easily as breathing.

This scene completely shattered mortals' understanding of the heavens and exposed the world's biggest lie: the power of faith. It's like a carrot on a stick, attracting countless donkeys to follow suit. The truth is just that cruel.

The half-dragon girl's expression shifted, perhaps recalling the tragedy of the Temple of War. If all of this was meaningless, then what was the meaning of their existence? Were they the source of the gods' power, or livestock kept in the name of faith?

Only Alicia remained unmoved, showing no envy or despair. Gazing at her sister's figure, her eyes were filled with deep longing, but she had an even more important duty to fulfill.

Really, it's that simple...

Nolan put Lin down, waved his hand, and the star chart above everyone's head rotated. All things withered, and the Supreme Divine Court instantly swept through the four seasons. This move directly cut a crack in the top of the sky, revealing a shining new sun behind it. It was so dazzling and so hot that the plants and trees of the Divine Court withered.

The surging divine power seemed to have awakened something. Nolan did it on purpose; otherwise, what would be the point?

The same thing happened to the other witches. Zinora clenched her fists, and the Wheel of Eclipse rose slowly from behind her. The Light of Truth caused the ancient elven artifacts to emit brilliant rays. They knew the truth from the beginning, so they would never consider themselves goddesses.

The most excited were the Six Paths Entropy Demons. Their god had given them a clear signal that they might not join the carnival of revenge in the dark night, but it gave the thugs the confidence to fight against the gods.

970. Day by Day

Unlike the hopeful ascensioners, Ye Liliu was presented with a different scene. After a thousand years, when she stepped into the Supreme Divine Court once again and faced the Pantheon, she was invited to land in the heart of the Divine Court and be embraced by the sunlight, which made her particularly unhappy.

At the edge of the divine realm lies a golden plain, bathed in gentle, warm sunlight that is neither glaring nor scorching, even as the overwhelming celestial light, symbolizing absolute divine law, is almost within reach. Here, the sky and the earth are not opposed, but seamlessly connected, with iridescent ripples flowing through the air, and the aura of divine power is even more intense. It is as if every blade of grass is an unknown truth, and without exception, they all grow towards the light source in the center of the plain.

Ye Liliu hooked her toes and gently stepped on the soil. The sunflowers immediately turned black, and the fantastical realm in her vision seemed to be the interior of some kind of sphere, forming a divine domain on its own.

Compared to the Golden Plains of the Divine Fire Court, which were far too narrow to accommodate the army of the night, Ye Liliu was surrounded by a crowd of disoriented puppets. Looking up, one could see a dense array of demons appearing on the other side of the plain. Fortunately, they were no longer in the mind to think about these bizarre scenes.

"We're locked inside!?"

The eight golems brandished their necrotic arms, and Serantia's voice echoed. The demon girls realized their predicament: the golden plains had no entrance and no exit, like a cage, and they had suddenly become rats running wildly in a wheel.

"He actually let me in..."

The girl of the night had a dazed look in her eyes, and though she was moved, she was not afraid. This was the place where she had fallen from her pedestal, and it would also be the stage where she would regain her divine status. She had thought that the army of the night would be filled with kings and gods, and countless gods who would roar and invade with the power of truth. But now, all she had in front of her was another good-for-nothing son.

Joanna's snickering made Cynthia extremely uneasy. The Blood Arm and the Cursed Arm rubbed together with a creaking sound. Julia suddenly screamed and began to realize that this was the top of the sky. Damn it, could this be the depths of the sun?

It was not space that was distorted, but the concept. The top of the sky was the Pantheon, and the gods could only look up at the blazing sun that hung there. The army of night reached the throne of the highest god court without any effort. The foolish and vicious dragon rider commander still did not notice anything amiss, but the Abyss Demon King stared intently at the soft light in the center of the plain and released a thick electric thorn from his palm.

It's sizzling!

The black light of the gangrene lashed at the core of the blazing sun like a whip, but it bounced like jelly and remained still, unaffected by the curse or external influences.

That soft, egg-yolk-like light source had no physical form; it expanded and contracted as if it had a heartbeat. It lay quietly asleep in the middle of the plain, with golden ocean currents surging overhead, the sky rising and falling with the breath of the heliocentric, completely non-aggressive.

"Fast forward to the point where the winner is decided, fine. You're always the most considerate one. Even if I hate you to the core, I have to admit that. But don't think you can deal with me first and then go after the little cutie!"

Ye Lili licked her lower lip with her tongue, then suddenly bent over and supported herself on the ground. Her face was ferocious, and thick black liquid spewed from her eyes, nose, and mouth. The ink seemed to have a life force, surging with divine power and rushing straight towards the sky.

The familiar evil divine power finally awakened the Sky Watcher. The "yolk" twitched slightly, shrank into a ball, and quickly opened a pentagram-shaped field to resist the black water's erosion. The truth in the sky instantly dimmed, its brilliance stolen by the heliocentric!

At the same time, the magnificent light of the entire golden plain and even the Supreme Divine Court was absorbed by the blazing sun overhead, and the world suddenly darkened.

"here we go."

The silver-haired girl in the distance seemed to sense something. She lifted her long leg and stomped heavily. Countless void tentacles immediately emerged from the rift and slapped at the divine court. Like a row of powerful crossbows, they were launched out of the starship and headed towards the top of the sky. If they just foolishly moved forward to one side like this, they would never reach the Pantheon, let alone the group of idiots from before.

"Wait! Where are you taking us?"

"If you want to become a god in glory, you must first chase the blazing sun. Haven't you heard that?"

Nolan smiled, snapped his fingers, and rifts appeared in every corner of the High God Court. Void tentacles grabbed all the ignorant mortals and threw them together toward the sun. This was their game, and no one could be absent, including himself, as a spectator.

At the apex of the heavens, the Night Mother continues to pour out her cursed black waters, her evil divine power seeping into the sun's core, attempting to completely blacken this wretched place, showing no interest whatsoever in the other supreme god who upholds divine laws.

At this moment, a naked figure rose from the molten gold liquid. It had waist-length red hair and a handsome face that the demon girl had never seen before. Its divine nature made it difficult to distinguish between male and female. The strangest thing was that it had no hands or feet. Its white limbs only had a head, which was shaped like a human stick. Its powerful aura alone was enough to make the eight pillar demon gods unable to raise their heads.

The withered golem growled and howled, its instinctive aversion to the overwhelming light of the sky making it eager to rush up and tear apart the sun-guarding sky, and to raise its eight arms to forcefully suppress the plain!

"Shhh."

The Son of the Sun pursed his lips and hissed, signaling for silence. Immediately, a ray of blue light swept in from afar, accompanied by a thunderous roar as it entered the heart of the sun. Strange divine power transformed into lightning and gathered in the body of the first celestial dome, forming an arm in the form of truth. With a wave of his hand, he tore through wind and thunder, and with a single punch, he sent eight pillars flying. His massive body fell into the army of night, crushing many puppets.

"What's going on?!"

Serantia's voice was solemn. Her necrotic arm was charred black, and her golem-like immortal body was paralyzed and weak. She had seen how the apostles of the Thunder Hunt summoned lightning, but materialized truth was clearly not something that the God of Light could use. Yet, Zhou Shen was flashing with lightning, and his originally bald body had indeed grown a lightning right arm.

Ye Lili yawned and said with a smile, "Be careful, girls. The truth that resides in the Supreme Divine Court can be controlled at will. In other words, you are not only facing the Guardian of the Sun, but also the gods enslaved by it."

“Slavery…”

Cynthia was stunned and fell silent. This power was far too terrifying. This place was the divine domain that guarded the sun and the sky, with an inexhaustible source of divine power. In addition, there were many worldly truths. How could they possibly fight against it?

Perhaps this is the truth about those who ascend: if they want to enter the Pantheon as gods, they must obey the divine law, submit to the Father, and offer their truth as tribute to remain forever in the Supreme Divine Court, never to resist the Supreme Will again.

Nolan once said that, unlike the Eternals and the Triads, the Martyr Judges and the Sun Guardians never need to rely on the power of faith. The High Court gods are their source of divine power. This is the true rule of the game, the true face of the Supreme Deceiver.

"Mother, it's so good to see you again!"

The one-armed guardian spirit of the Sun Celestial gradually regained consciousness. It moved its right hand and smiled brightly.

"Hmm, it's a pity that only you think so."

Ye Lili stuck out her tongue and wiped her mouth with her sleeve as a greeting. At least this child was more sincere than the martyr judge. Her incessant vomiting was really affecting her image, but luckily no one saw it.

971. I bestow these upon the gods.

The Guardian of the Sky shook his head, looking dejected. His human-like expression was completely out of character for the demon girls. They had originally thought that the guardian standing at the highest point of the sky would be more cruel and resolute, abandoning all mortal desires.

“How could that be, Father God... He misses you, and I miss you too.”

The Son of Heaven stretched out his thunderous arm, yearning for his mother's embrace, more like a naive child with a divine position, yet the boundless divine power of that punch made the Eight Pillars tremble with fear.

"Ha, of course he misses me! He even made so many fake copies of me, it's disgusting just thinking about it! Pah!"

Ye Liliu held her forehead, feeling nauseous, and vomited up several mouthfuls of ink-black water. She knew better than anyone that Tess was not the Father's first toy. Before the Ark was accidentally discovered by mortals, many ancient imitations that should not exist in this world were born there, and Harrison was just a lucky one who escaped from them.

Therefore, the first thing the Night Mother did after regaining her powers was to personally kill all those who had sensed the gods. Now this farce should come to an end!

"You, and him, you're all cut from the same cloth. Where were you and the martyr when they joined forces to strip me of my powers? It's a thousand years too late to shed tears now. If you want milk, open the Pantheon entrance and get out of here. I don't have time to sing lullabies!"

Ye Liliu's eyes were mocking. She spread her small hands, raised her arms, and shouted. The puppets of the Night Army all looked up and stared intently at the core of the sun. Passing through the sun would lead to the throne of the gods, the place where the creator resided, and above the sky was the pinnacle of the world.

"I can't, Father God will be angry. Since Mother is here, why don't you stay here and stay with me forever? This time I will definitely protect you."

The Sunkeeper's aggrieved expression flashed across his face, then he glanced around indifferently, finally locking onto the massive golem that could barely be considered an enemy.

At this moment, the magnificent light of the heavens surged forth from the Pool of Blazing Sun, its immense divine power sweeping across the Black Plains, commanding evil and curses to stay away, and the flames of truth ignited the warm sunlight into a scorching divine fire, baking the sun's core.

Millions of people in the darkness spontaneously combusted instantly, yet they seemed oblivious to the pain, like candles charging straight to their deaths, until their flesh was charred and turned to ashes, unable to escape the whispers of darkness even in their final moments.

This was a battlefield without screams, a one-sided massacre. Ye Liliu merely beckoned with her finger, and burning mortals rushed forward one after another. The number of children of the night was countless, and many more mortal puppets were still climbing the path of advancement. The divine power of the Guardian of the Sun and Sky would eventually be exhausted. When that time came, even the enslaved High Court gods would not stand idly by and watch their hard-earned faith power be completely exploited.

Whether they resist the night or continue to be the lackeys of the day, Ye Liliu doesn't care. His vengeful rage, suppressed for a thousand years, is unstoppable and will surely drag everyone down with him!

The radiant light of the sun is not omnipotent. All the celestial dome can do with the brilliance of the Father is to drive away the surging sea of ​​people, like a small but sturdy wooden boat in a black ocean, unmoved no matter how the waves crash against the sun's rays.

Ye Liliu came with the lives of all realms, disregarding the consequences and ignoring the future. Regardless of who wins this war, it will only leave behind a broken world. It is vicious and insane, prematurely detonating all the unstable factors buried in the chaotic era and gathering everyone here. The only one who is excited about this is probably the Destroyer of Realms.

In the mortal realm, in the Hall of Destiny, the dim and empty space of the Hall of Lost Paths, the triangular scales that once shone with divine light on the altar are now covered in dust, out of balance, with only the mysterious corner tilted and swaying, its purple light dimmed.

A one-eyed servant knelt before the altar, praying softly and muttering to herself. Her empty eyes gazed through the air at the fate of all things. A blood-stained white cloth was wrapped around her other eye, and the wound seemed never to heal no matter how much time passed. Drops of golden divine blood dripped down, and she could clearly see all the intricate entanglements of fate being gripped tightly by the dark hand and carried to the heavens.

Unchecked calamities will eventually erupt, and even Lady Luck's sacrifice cannot undo the damage. Fate has its own choices, and prying is a sin.

"Ah, I see the gates of purgatory reopen. Who covets the Heart of Annihilation? Who desperately seeks the Holy Light? Of all the visions, you chose only the darkest and most painful path, a burden too heavy for mortals to bear. Can destruction truly pave the way for rebirth? When the realm of the dead is no longer a peaceful resting place, and departed souls are summoned back to the mortal world to battle the ghosts of the past, chaos truly engulfs everyone. We are not gods, but merely prisoners of truth..."

Upon hearing the last sentence, the blurry shadow behind the servant of the god trembled slightly, and a silver-haired assassin emerged from the darkness, the white-bladed katana on his back slowly returning to its sheath, seemingly abandoning the idea of ​​seizing the secret truth.

Since finding the sacred artifact of the Hunter God, Tess has never stopped. She can smell all the fragments of truth that have fallen into the mortal world, and she can also sense that group of arrogant false gods. Thus, her hunter instinct, which had been neglected for many years, became the only motivation for her to live. The katana shines brightly, as if it has already devoured many divine essences.

Tess didn't stop, tearing through space and escaping into another realm. No one knows who her next target will be. The last member of the Hunter God Clan is fulfilling his promise.

She wants to completely erase all truth from this world!

The ascendants flew tirelessly to the sun, trying to join the day-and-night revelry, while insignificant ants fell every second. Souls hovering on the edge of life and death had no guides and were homeless, while countless puppets continued their journey.

However, there are also many apostles who can perceive the truth and are still approaching. Apostles whose faith has collapsed cannot escape the bewitching of the Night Mother. Under the corruption of the curse of the night, each of them has crossed the divine realm either actively or passively. Once they touch the remnants of their own truth, they can rival the gods. The prohibition of the gods was broken by the Lord of Chaos himself. Therefore, the new gods born from the chaotic era will not be subject to the Heavenly Father.

The army of the night was not lacking in powerful figures from the mortal world, and Cancer Star Envoy Audrey was one of them. He approached at high speed with his leaping and swaying movements and his Law Domain was fully activated, but he was easily deflected by the Thunder Hand of the Sun Guardian. In the eyes of the Supreme God, he was just a slow-moving mosquito, and he was afraid of getting his hands dirty if he swatted him.

The eight demonic pillars faced upwards, their cursed fists emitting an evil aura, their powerful energy gathering in their massive maws, poised to strike.

"Gods...I grant you this."

The Sun Guardian remained expressionless. Its elder brother was already dead. Since its younger brother, who controlled the divine laws, was so useless, it was not afraid to bury him again. Thus, a rainbow rose from the Pool of Blazing Sun. The seven colors of light intertwined and wove into veins along the shoulders of the Sun Guardian's sky. Light was the bone, darkness was the skin, and powerful elemental forces formed another hand. Divine power burst forth like a rainbow, striking the demon god!

972. Heading to the place where the sun fell.

At this moment, the elements became the arms of the guardian of the heavens, flowing into his entire body. The intense divine power impacted the eight demon gods, causing them to be unable to straighten their bodies and emit faint, screaming gasps.

Ye Liliu tossed her black hair and chuckled softly, "The elements are the servants of the Heavenly Father, and of course they are your weapons. I almost forgot how Asteria, that usurper, was promoted to queen. I should have killed her avatar down there."

No one can get through here!

The Son of Heaven roared but made no sound; the divine fire runes, however, pierced the minds of many night puppets with a supreme melody. The Thunder Arm swung its fist, igniting the halo, and in an instant, the spreading sparks of electricity reaped a large number of mortals.

These ants are insignificant. The source of the curse is the eight demonic statues that gather all the evil in the world. The immortal body of the guardian of the sun shines brightly and is launched like a cannonball from the pool of blazing sun, heading straight for the demon god's body. Its originally bald body grows arms from the limbs of truth, and the surging elements first target the evil demon god.