I don't want to conquer witches anymore.

After glaring at the thoughtless cat, Duke finally turned his gaze to himself. He frowned; his godlike face was quite a shock to Duke—a shock he used to only feel when looking in the mirror, but now he could feel it anytime, anywhere.

Damn, I'm so cool.

Duke shook his head, then looked at his candy-like self and asked a profound question:

"How many candy warriors like you are there?"

Candy Duke snorted and then clapped his hands.

Then, candy versions of Amber, Hansen, Cecil, Talia... a whole bunch of candy people with somewhat familiar appearances appeared in front of Duke and Black.

"Is Megan crazy? How come I never realized she was a 1:1 scale figure enthusiast?" Duke's lips twitched slightly as he muttered, "Alright, the quantity issue doesn't seem to matter. The real issue is that I know I can't win."

More crucial than self-awareness is that Duke knew what he was doing.

"Time to get out of here, bro!"

Chapter 267 Bad Woman!

Duke has never missed Amber and Cecil as much as he does now.

For Duke, both Amber and Cecil were wonderful women; the former was a lucky charm for her husband, and the latter was easy to fool... cough! What he meant was that both Amber and Cecil trusted Duke unconditionally, and Duke trusted them just as much.

In contrast, consider the "companions" who entered the country and shared the same world of memories with him.

The ruthless and cold-blooded former lord of the floating city, Monica; the super riddle-maker and the super-sickly yandere Annie who loves to tease Duke; and Megan, who replicates the Candy Legion in the memory world to beat up allies and also plays with DIY character creation to cause mental pollution... Hmph! Bad women! Every single one of these girls is a bad woman!

Only Blackie can be considered a good kid; it just saved Duke's life at the last second... But it has a bad habit of automatically disappearing at the start of a fight. It did this when Cecil was slaughtering everything, and it's still doing it now that Duke has to save the day. Undoubtedly, this bad habit severely damages its reputation.

Not to mention that she has now transformed back into a black cat from a dark-skinned loli catgirl, and at most she can only be called a meow, not a good woman.

As for why Duke suddenly thought of these things, it wasn't just because he was being chased by various DIY candy men, but also because Duke, who had finally stopped fighting, realized a crucial issue—Annie from the Bad Women's Alliance seemed to be lying to him.

Anne said she had never seen the street quiet down, nor had she ever heard any wailing. She also said that she had no interest in solving puzzles and that as long as Amber was there, they didn't need to solve any.

Duke found these words strange at the time, and now he and Xiao Hei had only been strolling around for a short while when they entered the quantum-entangled floating city streets and heard the sound of weeping. And Annie, who had arrived so long before them and had taken command of the Bone Legion, had she really never seen this street quiet?

If this is true, I don't know if Annie is considered unlucky or lucky. Is it really possible for someone to encounter such a low-probability event without supernatural influence? It's like telling Duke that he can pull ten Deus Ex-God or cheat-level items in his next ten-pull.

Really? I don't believe it.JPG.

As for the last two sentences, they seem even more absurd.

Annie said she didn't like solving puzzles, and Duke believed her, since he didn't like solving puzzles either. And surely no one enjoys endlessly solving puzzles without any positive feedback, right?

While the idiots were still wrestling with the tree guardians, the smart ones had already chosen to skip class and get by, not caring whether they would have to pay for it later, just having fun first.

The same applies to this turtle soup game. If Amber, the best tool in the floating city, stayed by Duke's side, he would never get bogged down in the details of a single memory world. Instead, he would keep skipping classes and skipping levels to find the memory world that he could actually use to complete the game!

However, the problem is... in Duke's view, this memory world is the one where it's possible to completely complete the Turtle Soup game! And Amber has taken Norton and disappeared somewhere, leaving Annie alone here, who hasn't even explored this world at all? Is that even possible?

Remember, she's Annie, not some idiot Guangbao!

She must have explored this world and then kept something from Duke... This is certain, as evidenced by the fact that Annie not only readily agreed after he suggested splitting up, but also didn't secretly follow him to check afterwards!

Anne didn't want Duke to know what she had discovered, and was even secretly plotting something behind Duke's back!

As for Monica... that ruthless shadow witch probably saw through this as well, so after splitting up, she secretly moved closer to the direction Annie had left in—she probably thought Duke hadn't noticed her movements, but in reality, her movements were almost completely undetectable to Xiao Hei.

What this former city lord wanted to do was simply escape the Tower of Babel, prepare to make a comeback, and overthrow the leadership team headed by Carol.

Well, to put it another way, her idea, while not necessarily feasible, is at least as hasty as the Gabonese coup of 1/7. Even the makeshift team that won TI8 was far more professional than hers.

To put it simply, Monica's potential rebellion team consists of Duke, who is a spy constantly backstabbing her, and Annie, who can't see any reason to be loyal to her mother. She is just a lone commander like Gin, whose abilities are not even as strong as Gin's. The once-famous Shadow Witch has not only failed to use her legendary destiny, but is even inferior to a cat.

Tragic, Monica, tragic.

As for the last member of the "bad women" alliance, Megan...

Hey sis! Stop ordering the Candy Army to fight your own people! Are you even thinking straight? Wake up!

Duke and Black fled through the empty streets of the floating city, looking rather disheveled. However, with Black always there to carry them away in the shadows, their safety was still guaranteed.

The only problem was that the group of "Duke's friends and family" DIY candy figures behind Duke looked somewhat bizarre, putting a lot of mental pressure on Duke and Xiao Hei—who could remain calm when they saw four or five lifelike versions of themselves chasing them with big knives? If possible... add a dozen more of your girlfriends carrying machetes.

Well, looking at Candy Amber carrying a machete, and then at Candy Cecil, Candy Annie, Candy Natasha and the like beside her, Duke couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Just as Duke was frantically losing SAN, his mind endlessly looping the images of "To the One Who Feels Sorrow" and NICEBOAT, a sound of dense skeletons marching forward rang out. Duke subconsciously looked in that direction and saw a huge army of skeletons appear in his field of vision.

In Duke's eyes, these grotesque undead armies actually made him feel a sense of familiarity, unlike the grotesque candy figures that Megan made herself—clearly, although Annie was a pervert, she at least couldn't make skeletons, which already had no flesh and blood, even more perverted!

After the arrival of the Bone Legion, they quickly engaged in battle with the Candy Legion's Candy People.

Similar to the Candy Castle game, the strength of the Bone and Candy factions was relatively balanced, only without the dynamic balance and infinite evolution backed by world rules. Soon, Duke and Little Black were sidelined by both sides, like two outsiders.

Until a third person spoke up to them:

"Hey, when did you arrive in this world of memories?"

Chapter 268 Brother Head

"Hey, when did you arrive in this world of memories?"

As the Bone Legion and the Candy Legion were locked in fierce combat, a somewhat familiar voice suddenly rang out beside him. Duke turned his head to look in the direction of the voice and then saw a head.

Yes, it was a head, a man's head sitting alone on the table, his body nowhere to be seen.

Judging from his head and face, he was a thin man with sunken cheeks that were almost skeletal due to malnutrition. But from another perspective, can a person be well-nourished without a body? Obviously not!

But Duke soon noticed that the severed neck was actually multiplying, with flesh and blood struggling to repair itself. However, every time a tiny bit of flesh grew, it would immediately revert to its pre-multiplication state. The time-reversal phenomenon that had occurred in Monica's heart was also present in this man.

"Did you just arrive today?" the man asked enthusiastically, shaking his head and swaying back and forth. "There are so many newcomers these past two days. What's going on? Is there a major purge taking place in the floating city outside Carol?"

Duke looked at the head in surprise, then said sincerely, "No, we came in on our own initiative."

"Huh?" The head made an exaggerated expression, its face full of disbelief and incomprehension. Then, its loud voice began to shout: "If you're not crazy, then you must have something you have to do in the Tower of Babel... But even if it's the latter, I think anyone who chooses to enter the Tower of Babel on their own is crazy!"

Duke rolled his eyes, his head resting on Little Black, who was once again lazily lying down, and turned to leave.

The man's head panicked when he saw Duke turn and walk away, and immediately shouted:

"Hey, don't go! I was wrong, you're not crazy, it's me! It's me who's crazy!"

Duke stopped and looked back at the man's head.

Despite his urgent tone, the man's expression wasn't overly anxious. He sat on a table outside the only clean, sun-drenched shop on the street, even with a white cloth neatly placed under his neck. Clearly, although he was now just a head, the man still possessed the ability to move.

Duke's threat to leave is clearly ineffective.

But since this man was going to pretend that he needed Duke, Duke was happy to play along and continue the conversation by going along with his concessions.

He asked, "Who are you?"

"My name is Bugatti."

Duke was slightly taken aback.

He had certainly heard of that name.

The legendary warrior of the Aphasic Faction, Talia, caused trouble in the Sleeping Beauty game. He held Carol and Eve back in the floating city, forcing them to stay there—and then Talia discovered that Duke had brought Lady Scarlet along without any martial spirit.

The Miracle Witch, with her incredible strength and ability to make bricks fly, is far more effective than the flashy Time Witch and Wishing Witch.

Before Talia was defeated by herself, Bugatti was defeated by Carol and Eve and later imprisoned in the Tower of Babel.

Unexpectedly, he was imprisoned in the Tower of Babel in this form.

It must be said that before Carol imprisoned the legends in the Tower of Babel, she had corresponding targeted measures. For example, she found a way to seal Monica's heart (spiritual core), who had transformed herself into a shadow creature. As for the legendary Destiny, who had immortality, and Bugatti, who had maxed out his life force, she simply left him with only his head.

It seems that Carol did not entrust everything to the Turtle Soup Witch Game inside the Tower of Babel with complete confidence, fearing that the legends with infinite possibilities, known as "Legendary Destiny," might destroy the Tower of Babel that she was so proud of.

That's strange. So why did she acquiesce... or at least not actively prevent Norton from entering the Tower of Babel?

Could it be that Norton's legendary destiny is so weak that Carol disdains it? Impossible. The pressure Norton brings to Duke is far greater than that of Talia, who is now just a soul. How much weaker can Norton be than Monica and Bugatti?

Or does the cunning current city lord have other ideas?

Tsk tsk, no wonder Monica was exiled to the Tower of Babel. When it comes to scheming, how could that poker-faced stoic be a match for Carol?

"And you? Young man, what's your name?"

Bugatti smiled slightly. Despite only having a head left, he remained in a very good mood. He even shifted his gaze from Duke to the Bone Legion and Candy Legion fighting nearby.

Duke.

“Oh, I’ve heard that name before.” Bugatti raised an eyebrow. “You mean that crazy Duke who keeps ruining Talia’s plans, right?”

"Yes."

“Since you’re here, that means Talia is really dead.” Bugatti stared at Duke, seemingly looking beyond the artificial body and Duke’s soul, directly at the fragments of Talia that Duke had devoured. His gaze made Duke immediately wary, but then Duke heard him excitedly say, “Thank you!”

"what?"

Duke was stunned, then heard the Bugatti cheering:

"Good riddance! Time to pop the champagne!"

Before Duke could even speak, he continued through gritted teeth:

"That wicked woman Talia should have died long ago! Damn it! If she hadn't framed me, how could I have ended up like this? If she had told me earlier that she was going to create a Crown-level Witch Game, how could I have helped her? She deserved to be devoured by weak mortals... Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm praising you, I'm definitely not insulting you."

Bugatti's words revealed his hatred for Talia, and he had his reasons for hating her. After all, if he hadn't made a deal with Talia, Bugatti wouldn't have challenged Carol and Eve, and he wouldn't be left with only a head here now.

Of course, Duke didn't believe that what he was saying was the truth. He had fragments of Talia's memories, and those fragments clearly remembered how Talia made a deal with this guy—didn't Bugatti know that the deal involved one against two?

Of course not, but when Talia used Megan as a bargaining chip, Bugatti still agreed to the deal without hesitation, proving that in his eyes, the benefits that Saint Megan brought him were greater than the risks of challenging Carol and Eve at the same time. Talia's guess was that "he needs Saint Megan because, with her as a medium, Bugatti might be able to bring the mute god down to the floating city."

So here's the question: after failing to challenge Carol and being imprisoned in the Tower of Babel, which contains the bodies of mute mortals... was this part of Bugatti's plan?

Duke narrowed his eyes, but instead of asking directly about that, he interrupted Bugatti's complaint and asked the ace another question:

"Do you know whose cries are being heard in the 'wailing' section on the question of world will?"

“I know,” Bugatti blinked, saying without any suspicion, “That’s the cry of the mute.”

"what?"

Chapter 269 The Mute Are Watching You

To date, Duke has not asked the world will a single question.

In the previous memory worlds, if questions were not asked for too long, the situation in the memory world would deteriorate at a very rapid pace. However, if questions were asked too quickly, the situation in the memory world would also deteriorate due to the constant questioning. Therefore, not asking questions is not an option, nor is asking questions randomly. It is necessary to maintain a slow and steady pace in asking questions, and then crack the Turtle Soup game before the questioning causes the memory world to deteriorate to the point of being uninhabitable.