Retired god king transferred to witch idol manager

Zenola frowned, raised her hand slightly, and a sharp figure flashed beside her immediately.

After talking in a low voice, Commander Maria shook her head in embarrassment. Even if she could defeat the Unbreakable Fist, she would not be able to resist the combined attack of hundreds of thousands of elites, let alone protect the three of them in a chaotic battle. Easily obliterate ordinary saints.

"Why don't you go first and return to the Konghen Continent in the Sunshine Airship. The Temple of War God dare not chase after you."

Messiah gritted her teeth and stomped her feet angrily. God knows what a sacrifice she made in letting Nolan to Zenola!

run?

It's really interesting, that group of rammed goods really dare to deliver it to your door, so it's really pitiful for the believers who followed the wrong god.

"I'm not going anywhere. If they can walk into the school gate alone, I'll let you two do whatever I want today."

"Uh...really?"

Nolan held the hands of the two of them, and was still going to go back to the dormitory to take a hot bath. Zenola and Messiah couldn't laugh or cry, and they actually said that they were looking forward to it.

As soon as the words fell, there was a roar in the sky, and something powerfully broke through the space barrier and went straight to the plane of Iseran!

hiss------!

The students on the school road were startled, and looked up one after another, only to see a huge meteorite falling from the sky, falling rapidly and striking the air with strong sparks.

The meteorite broke through the space barrier and smashed into Iseran. The target was St. Lenza College. The instructors in the teaching building felt the strong oppression and couldn't sit still.

"what's the situation!?"

"This, this is... Heroic Spirit Meteor?"

With the death of a fist envoy, it is impossible for the Temple of War God to let go of its work. After all, they still came to the door.

The secretary-general in the Obelisk of Stars had an ugly face, waved his wings, and immediately rushed to notify the principal.

At the same time, Shikoti and others in the villa also noticed that such a big movement was impossible to ignore. Celanie and Lin looked at each other and clenched their fists.

"I @#?% really dare to come to my mother's place to make trouble? Want to rebel!"

Shikoti jumped up and down, biting the skirt of his clothes violently, wishing to immediately change back to his original body and fight out, but unfortunately the inflatable loli is still short of the last bit of soul to return to the front and back.

Fen Ruier and Sha Ye smiled knowingly, and immediately summoned magical costumes to wrap their exquisite bodies, one with a scarlet helmet and one with a purple-black military uniform. The two beautiful slaves were once the commanders of an army. A warlike heart only desires to fight.

"Calm down, it shouldn't be that serious... right?"

Lin said this with confidence, and looked towards the stairs subconsciously, as if she had already guessed what the man would do.

They are not qualified to stop the black knight, and only the head of the academy can prevent this disaster.

Invincible is indeed ready, and has no intention of letting anyone go back. This is the first battle between the Temple of War and the Throne of Chaos.

Pushing the door open, Vivienne had already been waiting here with a worried face on her quiet and pretty face.

"You want to stop me?"

"I...I am your guarantor and must be responsible for your actions, including clarifying this misunderstanding."

Invincible spread his hands and said with a smile: "They have come, armed with weapons and legions, do you think they will believe you?"

"will not."

Vivienne sighed, bit her lips and softly comforted her: "But I can't let you out, you're useless in the past, it will only make things worse, leave everything to me, please, okay ?”

Wudi was silent for a while, then asked back: "If I don't agree, will you beat me?"

"Huh? I...I...I will!"

Vivienne dodged her eyes, "I" blushed for a long time, entangled my fingers, and nodded heavily.

The dean's determined tone was quite cute, but Invincible smiled, and sat back on the bed obediently. Through the voice of the holy magister, he had already heard the true voice of his heart.

The answer is no, Vivienne will never attack Wudi, so he will not force her to face such a difficult choice.

Vivienne breathed a sigh of relief, shrinking her neck, boldly walked into the room, sat beside Wudi, and gently held his hand.

"Trust me, it'll be fine."

The dean looked out of the window. The wind was howling in the thick clouds in the northwest, and another storm was approaching, which was the true guardian of Iseran.

547. Master of Iseran

The fiery meteorite was approaching in no time, and it fell into the plain of the river valley, causing the entire city of Lunsa to tremble.

The flames instantly burned the grass and trees into ashes, and the billowing heat wave rushed towards the face, dyeing the sky red. The heroic spirits of the Temple of War always make their appearances in this way, and the plane of Iseran has obviously been regarded as a battlefield by the opponent.

The huge meteorite was in the shape of an ellipsoid, and it was made of unknown metal. The strange lines shining on it were the runes of the God of War.

The ellipsoid trembled slightly, then suspended and disintegrated, like a flower bud blooming, opening a spiral shield.

The meteor brought the heroic spirit of the God of War. Under the banner of the double-edged sword of the belief in the kingdom of God is a uniform legion. The phalanx of fully armed warriors of all ethnic groups is packed with every petal, which is daunting.

Meteor, as the spaceship of the Temple of War, carried hundreds of thousands of soldiers and approached the high ground of Lunsa City, blowing horns and beating drums, and the sound of war tripods, earth-shattering cries came from the mouths of the soldiers.

Just seeing this scene, the free people in Lensa City were terrified, thinking that the Temple of War declared war on the Federation, they rushed into the city hall to escape.

The fire burned to the eyebrows, and the students who watched the excitement panicked, and finally realized that something was wrong, all of them were pale and had nowhere to escape. They only hoped that the defensive barrier of the campus could be stronger.

Couldn't today be the last day of their campus life?

"Hand over the Defiler Invincible, or we will attack Saint Lenza immediately!"

A thick roar spread across the plain, straightforwardly confessing the intention of coming, with strong threats and oppression, outrageous and unreasonable.

The valiant warriors then roared, riding their disintegrated shields, bathed in elemental fire, and surrounded the highlands from all directions.

"what!?"

Shikoti yelled, her little face was red, if Jana hadn't hugged her tightly, she would have rushed out.

Not only did she call her door but also dared to threaten her students, the headmaster Shadiao couldn't take it anymore!

The evil, fallen slave licked his sharp nails, and said with a charming smile: "Let's do it first? We can't sit still and bring the battlefield into the school."

Fen Rui'er smiled slightly, but said nothing, just stretched out her hand into the void, took out a purple knot whip and stroked it gently, and obeyed the master's instructions.

"To shut up!"

Janna glared at Saya, looked at the distant sky, and said in a deep voice: "The matter has not deteriorated to that point. We can't make any more trouble at this time. Everything will be handled by the master of Iseran."

Master of Israel?

Celanie dragged her chin, thoughtful, and then remembered something.

The sub-plane Iseran is the territory under Lord Lanshield, the Plantagenet Kingdom, and the owner here is naturally the number one general of Youli.

Ah, the big fat emperor with a good appetite...

In the center of the shield wall, a short but strong red-haired dwarf wields a war hammer. He is the commander of the legion, Pike the Unbroken Fist.

The incident happened suddenly, there was a dead silence on the high ground, no one responded, and a protective barrier was opened.

St. Lenza's silence was expected by Pike, he sneered, and just about to raise his war hammer, there was a sharp neighing in the sky.

Thousands of raptors screamed amidst the sound of the strong wind, which hurt people's eardrums and raised their heads in shock.

"Griffon Knights, charge!"

Suddenly came another familiar voice, the voice was rougher than Unbreakable Fist.

Countless galloping black shadows made an emergency landing from the clouds, and came straight to the Unbreakable Army formation. The speed was astonishing, and the soldiers were dispersed from the camp before they had time to set up their shields.

There was no negotiation, no negotiation, the griffins of Morning Star City directly led their knights to the battlefield, and the sharp feathers rolled up a bloody wind, and thousands of soldiers from the kingdom of God disappeared like mowing grass.

Sharp blades fell from the sky, and the shield wall was cut in pieces, scattered under the high ground, each forming a defensive formation.

However, the Griffin Knights stopped as soon as they saw it, and did not attack by force. A round of charge immediately retreated to the sky, hovering above, staring at the intruder.

It is said that the sudden appearance of the Griffon Knights, which were all wiped out in the Red Fortress, was unexpected. Just seeing this dark mass of knights covering the sky and blocking the sun, they are not weaker than the Unbreakable Legion.

There are only half of the young and middle-aged soldiers left in the elite Griffin Knights, but that is enough to deal with a mere war lord.

The students of St. Lunza breathed a sigh of relief, and almost forgot whose territory this was, and couldn't help clapping their hands.

There was also a person who knew the information a long time ago and hid in the headquarters of the Glory Saints Society. He wanted to wait quietly for the little witch and her teacher to suffer, but he didn't expect that there was another guy in the way, so he couldn't help but secretly annoyed.

By the window of the teacher's apartment, the black knight who was in the center of the vortex glanced at the guarantor. Vivienne managed to force a smile. She had already prepared herself and communicated with the master of Iseran in advance.

The Sanctuary of the Stars is not suitable for intervention, so I found the most suitable and most reasonable person to help, the lord of the plane of Iseran, the King of Plantagenet...... [Gluttony] Saint.

Encountered a sneak attack, the Unbreakable Fist jumped like a thunder, slapped the metal rune with his big hand, the flying shield slowly lifted into the air, and roared in the direction of the Griffin Knights: "Despicable gorse! The Holy Alliance is already in danger. Want to intervene in the battle between the Temple of War and the Throne of Chaos!?"

A majestic and mighty black griffin squeezed out of the flock of birds, carried a big fat man with a shirtless back, broke into someone's house and made trouble, and even accused the owner that it was the first time he had seen it.

[Gluttony] The saint's injuries from the battle of Huangyan have recovered, but his complexion is not very good. He has lost a lot of weight, the whites of his eyes are bloodshot, and the dark circles under his eyes are thick, but his aura is still strong.

Bowen picked his ears and said disdainfully: "Huh? Are you brain-dead? If you lead an army to set foot on my territory without my permission, it means that you are against Plantagenet and Lord Blue Shield. , still need to be reasonable when dealing with the enemy?"

Pike was momentarily at a loss for words, tightened his warhammer, and looked badly. He didn't think that the Holy Alliance dared to make enemies at all, and he didn't expect to encounter a hard nail.

"Mere human beings, without the Duke of Destruction, you are just a mess. Since you want to be buried with the Throne of Chaos, I will fulfill you!"

Pike stretched his muscles and muscles, his two-handed war hammer violently lifted the moon sky, and the fiery red flames blew his beard and hair, unexpectedly wanting to deal with the enemy commander first.

"Spraying dung with your mouth full, you grew up eating dung!"

Of course, Bowen would not evade. He opened his huge mouth to reveal his thick white teeth. He also jumped off the griffin and fought hard. He swung his huge mace hard and greeted Pike in the face.

boom!

The two flames collided in the air, sparks exploded, and the air waves surged, like a magic crystal heavy cannon bursting into the air.

The weapons of the two saints are both reckless sledgehammers, and they are both fire elemental martial arts and assault styles. For a while, it was difficult to distinguish between them, and they were thrown away by the recoil force.

Pike bounced to the ground, gnawed a mouthful of grass roots, roared out a whirlwind of flames and charged again, with the God of War runes on the back of his fists, and his dual-wielding war hammers danced like a propeller.

549. Extinguished mad sparrow

Bowen slammed hard on the plain, leaving his face covered in dust and dirt, his eyes flashed with fire, his fat body bounced into the sky, and the flaming soul shrank into his body and released it with a strange frequency.

The wild arrogance stretched like the wings of a phoenix, and it was like a volcano erupting, and the entire sky was covered with traces of flames.

The Crazy Sparrow was cast by Bowen himself, of course it cannot be compared with Princess Mary, its mighty momentum overwhelmed the unbroken army, and attacked Pike with the momentum of a prairie fire.

The soldiers who fought closest to the two saints were directly burned into residues, and melted together with the metal shield in an instant. Pike's heart was terrified, and he could only bite the bullet and go up.

The small spinning top whirled in the sea of ​​flames, and the two warhammers were burning red and glaring. If they were not from the hands of the magic outfit master, they would have melted into the palm of their hands.

Even so, Pike was severely burned by the mad sparrow, his armor stuck to his body like plasticine, his beard and hair were scorched black.

"break!"

Pike was panting heavily, and he was no longer willing to let Bowen do whatever he wanted. The two hammers struck and knocked down the opponent with a shock wave. He attacked furiously and hit the ground with a hammer close to him!

Click!

Bowen resisted with a mace. Unexpectedly, the weapon that accompanied him in battles for many years shattered into pieces like glass. Obviously, Pike used a unique law, and the ordinary magic costume was vulnerable to him.

Pike sneered, not letting go of this opportunity, and swung his left hand with another hammer. Such a big target is the best target, let everyone see the fate of going against the Temple of War!

Bowen's pupils shrank slightly, and he could only raise his hand to block it hastily. In the next second, severe pain came, spreading all over his arm.

The sound of fractures and tendons made the scalp numb. Bowen's right arm was red and trembling. Numerous blood vessels burst and blood flowed profusely.

Bowen didn't howl, but stretched out his left hand enduring the pain, gave up the defense, let the hammer tear his right arm, and grabbed Pike's head with his left hand.

This blow worked and established the victory, but before Pike had time to be happy, Bowen pinned him down, punched him dozens of times, and stared at him.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The size of the two was very different, and Bowen was like a giant, pressing hard on the dwarf, punch after punch.

The eye sockets, nose, temples, fists and blood splattered all over the flesh, and every blow was a note of pain.

Pike didn't expect Bowen to be fearless, so fierce, and his short limbs couldn't break free at this moment. He had no choice but to abandon the hammer, kick Bowen away, and rolled ten meters away in terror, his face no longer visible.

[Unbroken] The saint's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he let out a low growl in pain. The bridge of his nose was smashed, his cheekbones were crooked, his eyes were swollen into a line, and he couldn't even see clearly.

If Bowen hadn't been out of breath after being out of breath, he might have been beaten to death just now.