Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

what happened?

The gods were startled. Looking at the other Son of Light who was about to escape from the center of the sun, they realized it was too late to leave the divine kingdom. They quickly realized the trouble they were in, because the magnificent light in the pantheon was expanding rapidly, and everyone was bathed in the glory of the Father God, including the Night Mother and the Lord of Chaos.

It burns intensely, yet without a trace of warmth, coldly radiating light. This is the light of the Father's truth, an eternal truth symbolizing the authority of the Creator God, cruel to the extreme, and powerful to the extreme.

The same thing happened to Shou Ri Tian Qiong. It was just a little bit away from escaping the Sun's core and the Supreme Divine Realm, but at this moment it was like a fallen angel, crashing heavily onto the golden plain. The elemental wings it had forcibly acquired disappeared, and its powerful divine power rapidly dissipated. Soon its body was empty, and when it got up again, all that remained was a naked flesh and blood body.

Like... an ordinary person?

Asteria withdrew her gaze, surprised and tense at the same time. Her light of truth was fading, and she stumbled to the ground. Her once magnificent and dazzling divine robes also lost their luster. With another wave of her hand, the rainbow had escaped from her fingertips.

"What kind of power is this...?"

Nolan remained silent, already aware of the Heavenly Father's scheme. With a glance, she signaled Batian to retreat to the side of the Six Paths Entropy Demon. She stretched her neck, her fists clapping together, the bones cracking. The scene to come was likely to be somewhat bloody.

The stripping away of divine power caused widespread panic. Even those who had advanced were no longer qualified to use the laws and elements, which brought everyone back to the same starting line. Now they were no longer saints or gods, but just vulnerable ordinary people!

Without divine power and divinity, one is merely an empty shell. Although it is unknown how the Heavenly Father accomplished this, he truly sealed away the truth, reducing everyone within the heliocentric region to mortals. In other words, even the gods now bleed and die!

Not only the two supreme gods and the gods of all realms, the rainbow dissipated, the boiling blood evaporated, the Seven Luminaries God King and the Eternal Beast God lost their truth, and even Ye Liliu and Nolan could not escape it. The cold light smoothed the void rifts and awakened the army of night. When the feet of the gods were also restricted to the earth like those of mortals, they were no longer supreme.

The overwhelming light even suppressed the spread of eternal night, gradually forcing the death ray back and driving it into the coffin of the dead souls that did not belong to the present world.

Why not?

As if in response to the martyr judge's dying question, a childish voice rang out from within the Pantheon, mocking, "Why can't I do this to you? I am the Father, the Lord of Destiny, the God of Gods, the Creator, and my words are divine pronouncements, surpassing even the truth!"

The game seemed to have suddenly lost its suspense. Asteria felt a strong sense of powerlessness. In front of the Heavenly Father, they were no different from mortals. With just one sentence, all their powers were taken away, leaving them at the mercy of others.

"Truth is a weapon I created. I can give it to you, and of course, I can take it back. You've gone too far."

"......"

Ye Liliu smiled strangely and didn't speak, but patted Wangu's head, signaling him to squat down.

The crisis of eternal night was quietly resolved, but a new predicament left the gods at a loss. They had become accustomed to looking down on the ants of the mortal world, so how could they accept the current sorry state of affairs?

The people of the night, regaining their senses, looked around in bewilderment. The gods, having lost their power, could not accept it, and clamor and questioning arose one after another. When their established beliefs, like the prohibitions of the gods, were broken by the Heavenly Father, their divine positions and authority shook and collapsed. The divine pyramids that had stood for thousands of years were now in grave danger.

Nolan glanced at Ye Liliu and saw that her face was as calm as still water, without the slightest panic. He knew that she was also aware of the Heavenly Father's little tricks. In the end, Ye Liliu was still the ex-wife who understood the Heavenly Father the most. So the Eternal Night Black Coffin was meant to force the Heavenly Father to open the sealing domain and dominate the entire Supreme Divine Court. Her goal had been achieved.

978. The Primitive World

What's intriguing is how the Ferryman and the Night Mother plan to defeat the Heavenly Father, and what kind of agreement they reached to divide this shattered world. Nolan glanced at the Seven Luminaries God-King, whose legs were trembling slightly. At this moment, she was like a frightened little bird, no different from the pale-faced Guardian of the Sun. She didn't know what to do after losing her parents' love.

"You're not going to wet your pants, are you? That's outrageous. Haven't you realized it's lying? This is just some kind of realm granted to it by the Divine Being, which I've never even seen before. At most, it can only rule over a small part of the divine realm it creates, and it's not eternal. If the Father can truly strip away all truth, the first thing he would do is dismantle my Purgatory."

Nolan poked his temple with two fingers, his cold words reminding Asteria that she only panicked for a moment before she reacted quickly. Losing the power of faith that she had painstakingly accumulated would be a heavy blow to any god, but she did not let fear take over her mind. Instead, she calmly assessed her situation.

"That's right, that's right, that's right! I almost got fooled by it. If it really had such power, you, as the biggest heretic in this game, should have died long ago, and it still couldn't do anything to you."

Asteria breathed a sigh of relief, her bright eyes regaining their sparkle. The Heavenly Father's dimensional attack was tyrannical and unreasonable. When truth ceased to exist, they were all thrown back to the primordial world, but that was all. The gods still possessed powerful temples for worshipping their divine status and meticulously crafted immortal bodies, weapons that mortals and ascendants could not yet match.

The gods were terrified and horrified, torn from their pedestals by the Heavenly Father and reduced to mere ants. Yet, there were also fanatical believers who were fearless in the face of death. The Archangel of Divine Fire spread his wings, his pure white feathers covered in dust and no longer shining. He glanced at the collapsing Sun Guardian Sky, shook his head, grasped his halberd, flapped his wings, and soared into the sky. Relying on his physical strength, he returned to the heavens, still stubbornly following the divine decree.

This should be a perfect opportunity to strike back!

"This is the consequence of angering the Father God. May you perish in your own coffin, you evil god!"

The bird soared through the air and swooped down onto the defiled land. Although its speed was slow, it was not difficult to catch in the eyes of a saint. Its momentum was still strong, but could it really get close as it wished?

The answer is no. The Night Mother's loyal hound will not allow any creature to approach her goddess. The eternal roar rises up, its furious howl echoing across the golden plains, deafeningly loud. With just one punch, it knocks down the Archangel of Divine Fire. Without divine power or the overflow of truth, pure power is displayed to its fullest extent in the Beast God!

boom!

The Archangel of Divine Fire coughed up blood and flew backward like a kite with a broken string, falling right in the direction of Nolan and Asteria. On the other hand, Eternal grinned and pulled out the Hurricane Halberd stuck in his chest and threw it to the ground, ignoring the pain. His gushing blood was as hot as lava, making his brutal face even more ferocious, showing no sign of the serious injury he had suffered.

The dramatic change stunned the onlookers. It wasn't just the gods of the various realms who were weakening; the supreme god of chaos had also fallen from his divine position. This fact was gradually being accepted by everyone. Nolan simply reached out and gently caught the Archangel of Divine Fire, but what awaited him was a cold little hand instead of a warm embrace.

The Archangel of Divine Fire waved his hands and feet, scattering white feathers all over the ground. Most of his eight wings were broken. Even though he had been severely injured for eternity, his immortal body had lost its fighting power. At this moment, his tall divine body was forced to kneel down with his head held down by an iron hand. He struggled desperately but could not move a single finger of the silver-haired girl. He couldn't help but feel fear in his eyes.

Nolan didn't look at the corpse, but turned to look at the bewildered Asteria, staring into those beautiful eyes that would eventually be stained with chaos, and said softly, "Let me tell you, truth is a useless thing. It exists if you believe, and it doesn't exist if you don't. It's ridiculous if someone treats it as a treasure and relies on it endlessly. It will always exist, but that doesn't mean I have to use it."

puff!

Before she could finish speaking, the girl clenched her fingers, and the head of the Archangel of Divine Fire exploded. A drop of golden blood splattered onto the cheek of the Seven Luminaries God-King. She touched it with trembling fingertips, her lips slightly parted, as if she could not believe that a supreme god had fallen before her eyes.

Nolan casually tossed the headless corpse aside, then stomped heavily on the Archangel of Divine Fire's convulsing body, causing the entire Heliocentric Earth to tremble. This time, even the divine spark was crushed into fragments, and the scattered light witnessed the demise of an ancient god. Meanwhile, golden divine blood had already stained Saint Lenza's school uniform.

Even without divine power, the Chaos Lord's immortal body was already stronger than that of the King of Gods. Moreover, this new avatar became more powerful the closer it got to Purgatory, constantly echoing the primordial will that remained there.

Silence filled the surroundings. The golden plains had unknowingly split into three factions, each wary of the other. The gods of the various realms, who had originally stood behind the Sun Guardian Dome, had become the most conservative, each on edge. The Night Army, which had regained its senses, was still large in number, fighting their own battles and unaware of the current situation. The ascendants, who had been observing from the sidelines, had a clear understanding of the overall situation and had gained a certain degree of influence.

Then, a calm sigh came from the gates of the Pantheon, announcing that the game had begun anew with its new rules.

"Give up. No one can escape from here, including you, Son of Heaven. You have disappointed me greatly. As for the rest of you, well, all of you are fine. Pass through the gate, pay homage to the throne, solemnly worship, and then find a suitable place to sit. All beings are equal. Otherwise... just wait to burn up with the sun. I will not give you much time."

"what?!"

The Thunder God cried out in despair, but received no response. The gates of the Pantheon were wide open, welcoming everyone, even ignorant mortals who had strayed into the Supreme God Court.

But the throne of God is limited, and it is obvious that not everyone has a place to worship the Father. Those who survived from the heliocentric point and refused would probably die. Everyone understood this. Only those who entered the Pantheon and sat down could live!

How could the gods of all realms allow others to steal their former divine positions? So they once again rushed toward the Gate of Heavenly Light. Without divine power, they could only run on their own two feet. The supreme majesty and truth of the gods were sealed away by the divine ones, leaving only the most primitive survival instincts, revealing their ugly side.

"Gods are monsters who have abandoned a part of their humanity, ruthless executioners, treacherous charlatans. Remember this..."

Zinora murmured the words she had kept repeating when she first met Nolan, her expression utterly absurd. The truth had been told to her from the very beginning.

At this moment, the expressions of those who had ascended to higher positions also became strange. The tense atmosphere infected everyone. Even if they didn't know why, everyone was heading towards the Pool of Blazing Sun together. The herd mentality triggered a new round of fighting. It was a good thing to have one less competitor. Conflicts were everywhere. The gods attacked each other, and mortals pulled and pushed each other. Everyone wanted to squeeze into the Gate of Heavenly Light.

979. The pilgrimage route is littered with corpses.

When mortals are also qualified to join this supreme roulette, ambitions flourish in the hearts of the Lion King and the Steel Emperor, their eyes burning with fervor. Their goal is not merely to survive, but to join this supreme game.

"Beasts, charge with me!"

"Iron Dragon Rider Legion, heed my command!"

The Capricorn Star Envoy sighed, nodded to the Cancer Star Envoy who had regained his senses in the distance, and without further hesitation, was forced to join the battle in a very inelegant way.

"Huh? What do we do then!?"

When even the usually humble and composed Sir Vessalius rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight with his only weapon, Messiah looked on in horror as the dark mass of people surged into the crowd, at a loss for what to do. Meanwhile, the Void Seraphim were already soaring through the sky with strange cries, freely choosing their prey.

Do you want to die?

Messiah was both amused and exasperated, and shook his head vigorously.

"Then fight!"

Chinara spoke succinctly, forcefully tearing her gorgeous dress to get rid of her boots and make it easier for her to move. Her small fists may still be immature, but they possessed power far exceeding that of ordinary gods. They were witches after all, and should not fear chaos.

As if verifying the latest rules of the game promulgated by the Heavenly Father, cracks began to appear in the sky above the golden plains. Large fragments of divine realms from the spatial barrier slowly fell. The sun seemed to be falling from the top of the sky. The divine fire ignited by the magnificent heavenly light was exceptionally dazzling. The incandescent light flickered in the pool of blazing sun. There was not much time left for everyone to take their seats. At that time, those who lost their divine power would disappear along with this place.

The gods' weapons were divine power and truth, which were ruthlessly taken away, leaving only their shells, fists, claws, and teeth. To be the first to enter the Pantheon, they would stop at nothing, as if they had returned to the primitive world and were engaging in the simplest hand-to-hand combat.

With just one sentence, the Heavenly Father turned the tide of battle, manipulating everyone at will. In the face of life and death, friends are no longer necessarily friends, while enemies are everywhere.

Astetaya found the scene both frustrating and amusing. She felt she had no time to hesitate any longer, but something felt off because Nolan hadn't moved an inch.

Ye Liliu couldn't wait that long. She glanced at the unmoved Nolan and said with a smile, "Things are getting interesting. Let's go, baby, we can't stay here any longer."

Wan Gu nodded silently, his burly divine body slightly hunched, and with a light touch of his toes, he shot out like a sharp arrow, instantly crossing the plain and heading straight for the Gate of Heavenly Light. All the gods in his path were torn to pieces by his bare hands, or trampled on their flesh and bones. In an instant, blood rain and a bloody wind surrounded the golden plain!

The game restarted, and the invited guests of the Pantheon raced against time, which destined this chaotic feast to begin. The Six Paths Entropy Demons, of course, would not miss it. They did not care about the divine positions, but were just happy to hunt down the panicked gods. Everyone who stood in their way was an enemy.

"Aren't you afraid of dying in the realm of the Divine Seers?"

Astetraya was puzzled by Nolan's calm. Even the Night Mother had never questioned the Father's rules of the game, and the Lord of Chaos had also temporarily lost his overwhelming power to control the void.

"Don't be silly, my divine position is not there, and no one is qualified to bestow a seat upon me."

The silver-haired girl smiled and lightly leaped back, landing in the palm of the Frost Spirit Gathering Palm. Beside her, the World Serpent coiled, the laughing Fallen Angel and the Gargoyle Clown wrestled and glared at each other, and the Pyromaniac and the Bald Dwarf were eager to try. This group of beings with monstrous bodies had become the outcasts of this primitive world, and were invincible.

The Seven Luminaries God-King twitched the corner of her mouth and didn't turn around again. She almost forgot that she seemed to be talking to the master of Purgatory. The place where the Chaos Throne was located was the most terrifying corner of the Supreme God Court.

The assembled horde of beasts scattered the scattered gods, tearing a gap in the eastern side of the Pool of Blazing Sun. The Iron Dragon Rider Legion, even more domineering, swept across the sky, carving a path through the encirclement of the Winged Angel Legion.

The Eternal Beast God was unstoppable. Within the domain sealed by divine power, he was the overlord of the wilderness. He carried Ye Liliu backwards to the end point, crossed the Gate of Heavenly Light, and was the first to disappear into the golden plain. The Eight Pillar Demon God, who had lost an arm, followed closely behind, dragging his massive body and shrieking as he moved forward, crushing a large number of innocent refugees who had mistakenly entered the divine realm. The gods of all realms were terrified by the power of the ancient god, and none dared to stand in his way.

The narrow Gate of Heavenly Light seemed unable to contain such a colossal being as the Demon God, but the moment the eight pillars approached, they transformed into a murky black light and were sucked into the Pantheon. Without further hesitation, the others jumped into the Pool of Blazing Sun and headed toward the central gate.

"Go away!"

The enraged Sun Guardian had lost its mind, its steps faltering as it ran at an incredible speed. However, it seemed to have been stripped of its transcendent divinity as well, and in its extreme panic, the gods who stood in its way were smashed into a bloody mist.

The most powerful supreme gods with immortal bodies passed through the gate one after another. Those who remained in the ravaged outer realm were even more anxious. Asteria strolled gracefully, her movements not slow. Even though she stepped over the head of the Thunder God and crossed the blood-stained Pool of Blazing Sun to get on first, the other party dared not speak out in anger.

Just then, the Seven Luminaries God King, who was standing outside the gate, saw a familiar figure: a figure in a star-patterned robe, with dark skin, and a beauty that seemed otherworldly.

A... Night Elf?

"It's you."

Asteria covered her mouth in surprise, seemingly not expecting to see the headmaster here—or rather, the Lord of Time, Perentitan.

The Libra Star Envoy looked very depressed, unable to smile at all. His bright eyes were filled with resentment and helplessness, as if his divine power had also been sealed, preventing him from leaving this place through the starry sky, and forcing him to share the same fate as his avatar.

The two god-kings knew each other's little tricks from their very first meeting, but they didn't expose them. It was an unspoken understanding between them. Now, they are no longer Lockrean and Vivian.

"Perfect, not a single seat can be left empty."

Asteria burst into laughter and stepped into the Pantheon. Vivian snorted coldly as they walked side by side. Their seats were near the very top, the seats of the Kings of the Gods.

The Pool of Blazing Sun churned and surged, golden divine blood intertwined with crimson blood, mixed with foul-smelling black blood. Countless corpses floated on the surface, the defeated ones who had fallen on the pilgrimage path, ineligible to meet the Father God.

On the battlefield surrounding the Pool of Blazing Sun, people come and go constantly, but very few visitors can get close to the Gate of Heavenly Light. The truths of the ascendants may be inferior to those of the gods, but their bodies are already prepared to fight against the gods.

A melee at the pinnacle of the Supreme Divine Court—this scene as the final chapter of the Chaotic Era is far too farcical, but perhaps that's exactly what the Father wanted to see; his perverse pleasure is no less than that of the Night Mother.

Batian should have entered the mysterious place he was most curious about in this world much earlier, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. He just kept the deformed twin demon king company with his mutterings, saying something that seemed to be fighting and catching up with an old friend at the same time, or like he was performing a ritual to help the dead. It was as if he had returned to the days when he was in the prison of the Father. He landed punch after punch on the two fleshy tumors on the shoulders of Perish.

980. Elimination Method

One after another, the high-ranking gods entered the arena. Among the remaining gods of the various realms, the most powerful was the Lord of Thunder. He patted his chest, his thick hair resembling that of an ape. He seized a steel dragon and tore it in half. Confirming that no one dared to stop him, he took a step toward the Gate of Heavenly Light with a cold smile.