Retired god king transferred to witch idol manager

Humans have never been the most powerful race among the many planes.

In terms of strength, it is inferior to orcs and giants, in terms of wisdom, it is no match for dwarves and winged tribes, and when it comes to the control of free souls, it is even more incomparable with elves.

The armored knight guarding the carriage was an elf, or a high elf, and his strength was good at a young age, even higher than the instructor Karma.

The fire rain of the mysterious mystic illuminated the field, and the helmet of the elf knight fell off when he fought the assassin, revealing his long golden hair and double pupils.

In other words, the owner he was guarding in the carriage was also a Sun Elf.

The elves are a race favored by the Qiyao Goddess. They are born with an extraordinary affinity for the elements. As a guardian knight, he has also practiced light elemental secrets and martial arts, which is far superior to ordinary ninth-level ranks.

The elven knight brandished a great sword to protect the burning carriage with all his strength, the sound of gold and iron clanging echoed across the plain, and colorful waves of soul energy intertwined endlessly.

The ninth-level guardian knights are already top-level powerhouses in Iselan, and there are not less than ten of them in the entire Plantagenet Kingdom.

But in the Freedom Field of the Federation they were going to, the ninth-level souls were nothing. Strictly speaking, the Liberty City on the high ground was the Federation's consulate in the Holy Alliance, an absolutely safe neutral zone.

It's just that the opponent came prepared and was not weak, seven ninth-level soul warriors plus a high-level flame mystic who hid in the dark.They were looking for these two elves, and they had no intention of allowing them to be protected by the Federation.

A group of alien visitors wandering in the river valley is more than enough to obliterate a small country. Such a big deal is simply not something that the local forces of Iseran can provide. "Damn it, you've already acted so low-key!"

The Grand Knight Commander was so anxious but helpless, he was the only one who could still stand.

The unique elven secret technique coated the knight's great sword with a layer of golden flames, like light casting, and it still persisted for a long time in the face of seven or eight assassins of the same level.

But as time went by, the elf knight suffered more and more wounds.

The elf is also a member of the camp of light and order, so it stands to reason that from Nolan's standpoint, he would have offered to help.

It's a pity that they are the most loyal followers of Asteria...

Suddenly, a blazing fireball roared towards the carriage.

The elf knight gritted his teeth, was forced to step into the trap, and blocked the carriage with his body.

boom!

The fireball smashed the great sword, and the knight's blood spurted wildly and rolled far away, most of his hair was burnt, and his chest armor was deeply dented.

A slender figure wrapped in a blanket fell from the carriage, crying and threw itself on the elf knight, it was a girl.

"Barry, are you okay?"

Barry shook his head, seeing that he couldn't survive, he held the broken sword, barely got up and tried to serve his master one last time.

"Do you... know who she is?"

"Nonsense, if it wasn't for waiting for you to leave the main plane, why would we come here!"

A tall and thin man slowly walked out of the darkness, and it was this cunning mystic who secretly attacked.

The trembling girl's body trembled, regretting her past.

It was she, who begged Barry to secretly take her to enroll in St. Lenz, regardless of her mother's obstruction, and got rid of the other guards, which killed the two of them.

The gray-robed mystic snapped his fingers and said, "It's my turn to ask you, young Grand Knight Commander, do you know how much a living Highness Zenora can sell for?"

Others also laughed evilly.

"Boss, as long as it's alive, right? Let's enjoy it first. High elves are a rare commodity."

"Don't worry, take turns, everyone has a chance."

"Ha ha ha ha......"

"dross!"

The energetic knight roared, but before he lifted the broken sword, he was shrouded in a huge shadow.

A burly, shirtless man descended from the sky, smashed a big hole in Barry's back with great force, and roared while pressing his head, the elf knight's head burst like a watermelon.

The elf girl screamed in terror and burst into tears, unable to accept the cruelty in front of her eyes.

The guardian knight who grew up with her, that strong and reliable man, was brutally murdered in front of her by these butchers!

"Master Asterea, your loyal servant and eternal believer Zenora, implore you to punish these thugs with divine punishment!"

The girl clasped her hands together, praying powerlessly to the sky, her golden eyes were confused and hesitant.

This intensified the insane laughter of the assassins.

"Astertaya of the Seven Luminaries, Pelentitan, the Dragon of Eternal Time, Anuba, the God of War, Barasimir, the Night Mother...Come on, little princess, read all the real names of the gods you know. , pray to them!"

The gray-robed man tore off the blanket on the girl's body, and a flawless face was immediately exposed to the scorching sight.

The exquisite facial features, long pointed ears, and the alluring and sinister delicate body made everyone's breathing stop for a second.

The gray-robed man squeezed Zenola's chin and said with a sneer: "Go on, why don't you stop screaming? Even the legendary Destroyer of Worlds will not be able to save you today!"

The killer's laughter was so piercing that Zenora couldn't breathe, and the tears rolled down her cheeks like broken pearls.

Why did all this happen to her?

Why did the gods allow all this evil to happen?

Could it be that her faith is not faithful enough?

If not, where is her god when her subjects need shelter?

The boundless desperation encircled Zenola, dragged her into the bottomless abyss, and completely lost her faith.

At this moment, a pleasant female voice came faintly.

"Do you want to live?"

Following the sound, the tearful elf girl turned her head and found a bystander sitting on a tree stump beside the campfire.

Nolan has not moved, but turned a blind eye to the tragedy around him.

The surrounding grass was eroded by the flames, and only half a meter around her was normal.

The gray-robed man was also very surprised, there was someone who escaped the fire and rain unscathed, what a lucky aborigine.

The blast wave blew away the hood, revealing Nolan's dazzling silver hair and slender figure hidden under the cloak.

The burly man with bloody hands touched the back of his head, and said in surprise: "Hey, it's actually a woman, not bad, I'm afraid that His Highness Qinora will die if I can't stand it for a long time, this is mine, you don't allow it!" Grab it with me!"

Just as he was about to reach out and grab the girl by the collar, the moment he touched the cloak, a ball of black fire crept up his fingers quietly.

"What... ah --------!"

The strong man fell to the ground and let out a heart-piercing scream, as if in extreme pain.

In the blink of an eye, the black fire spread to the whole hand. He wanted to slap it, but it got everywhere. In the end, his whole body was submerged in the black fire and rolled all over the ground.

In just a moment, the screams became softer and softer, and it melted silently in the black fire.

A ninth-level earth soul warrior just evaporated, leaving not even the slightest ashes...  

The other people around were stunned, watching this scene happen in front of their eyes, but they couldn't explain it with any power in their cognition.

Unknowingly, cold sweat broke out.

The girl didn't do anything at all, and there was no soul fluctuation. This was the first time they had encountered such a weird thing.

"Ah, sorry, I shot too hard, sorry sorry."

The silver-haired girl said with a demonic paradoxical smile.

8. From today, I am your God

The silver-haired girl said with a demonic paradoxical smile.

"Well, yes, I should only have level four soul fluctuations now, I almost forgot."

"You don't belong to this plane, who are you!"

The gray-robed man took Zenola back two steps, the contempt on his face disappeared, and he secretly pinched the rune in his palm to condense the scorching fireball.

Nolan didn't even look at the others, dragged his chin, stared at Qinola playfully, and once again spoke surprisingly.

"I ask again, do you want to live, no matter what the cost?"

The mysterious whisper of the silver-haired girl lingered in the mind of the elf girl like a dream.

Anger and sadness have taken over, and all the strong beliefs have collapsed, leaving only the survival instinct...and revenge!

Even if it is a straw, she will hold on tightly.

The little princess bit her lip and nodded slightly, as if she had accepted some kind of lifelong contract, willing to dedicate everything to the silver-haired girl.

Nolan instantly understood the meaning of the tears of grief, nodded in satisfaction, and stood up.

"Just stand there and don't move, otherwise I can't guarantee the safety of His Highness."

The gray-robed man pressed against Qinola's throat, clearly unable to judge the level of the spirit wave of the soul, but felt a bone-chilling chill and a subtle sense of emptiness.

Didn't he hear from his information that this girl, apart from the young knight who grew up with Zenora, has another guardian?

This can cost extra!

Empty, that is nothingness, nothing.

After losing his focus for a while, the silver-haired girl in his field of vision was gone.

The mystic's eyes went dark, as if his world had been closed suddenly, and the lights were turned off and the curtain came to an end.

"what?"

The man in gray robe opened and closed his lips slightly, but he could no longer utter any syllables, and his body fell heavily on the ground.

And Nolan lifted his head, slowly placed it in the hands of the shocked elf girl, and then looked at the remaining assassins.

"Remember, from today you are my man, and I am your god."

Without any sign, the heads of the assassins who were bragging just now fell to the ground one after another, as if they shouldn't have grown on their necks in the first place.

And Nolan didn't do anything from the beginning to the end, her sight is the cause and effect of obliterating everything.

This has gone beyond the scope of combat, and has become a one-sided massacre, secret techniques are vulnerable, and martial arts are useless.

In front of the silver-haired girl, a group of powerhouses from different planes with an average level of eight are like domestic animals at the mercy of others.

Could it be that she is the soul ferryman, the god of death?

Zenora's lips moved, but she couldn't speak.

The silver-haired girl was not lying, she did have the power to reverse the settlement, and she immediately fulfilled her promise.

After doing all this, Nolan retracted his gaze, and the brand of chaos that was about to move also retracted from the towering chest.

"Let's go."

"Huh? Oh."

Zenola nodded blankly, still unable to accept the reality.

Is she dreaming?

The tears on her cheeks were still wet, the bones of the great knight were still cold, the strong smell of blood and trembling legs all fully reminded Zenola of the authenticity of this night.

The little princess glanced at Barry reluctantly, but instinctively told herself that it would be too late if she didn't leave, so she prayed softly, said sorry secretly, and chased after the mysterious girl.

The young Grand Knight Commander could have had an infinitely bright future, but now he is buried in a foreign land......

Not long after the two left, a black shadow flew across the plain and stopped at the ruins of the camp.

Under the light of the fire, the straight tuxedo made the old man look like a nocturnal bat. If Nolan would be no stranger here, he would laugh and ask why his old cold legs ran so fast.

How could the Duchess be willing to let Er Qiao follow the dog husband's order to fend for herself, so she asked the most trusted old housekeeper to accompany her secretly to protect her.

Corpses don't lie, the horror here tells what happened to the victim.

The strange thing is that there are several other alien corpses that obviously do not belong to Iseran, and there is also an elf knight who died tragically.

These people were not weak, the old housekeeper frowned, his always kind face was extremely gloomy, if something happened to the second lady, he would kill this group of people and their master together even if he tracked it down to the main plane.

"Sunday Elf?"

The old man squatted down and probed the body of Headless Barry, then looked into the distance in bewilderment

The detection coordinates kept on Er Qiao's body indicated that the vital signs had been normal and there was no abnormality at all, which caused him to be late.

The second group of people died cleanly, and the housekeeper couldn't guarantee that he could do a better job against such a group of tough thugs.