I don't want to conquer witches anymore.

"Duke, you're back!" Annie strode up to Duke, shamelessly getting close to him and letting him experience the wonderful sensation of her dribbling and bumping him. Then she leaned in and asked suggestively, "Duke, do you want to eat first, take a shower first, or...?"

"Stop, stop, stop."

Amber immediately threw down the burning barbecue grill, used a spatial spell to squeeze between Duke and Annie, ruthlessly separating them, and said irritably, "Eat first."

"Oh."

Annie clicked her tongue in disappointment. She and Guangbao were still irreconcilable enemies, but Amber, with whom she had adventured, seemed much more sympathetic. However, she clearly hadn't given up. Taking advantage of Amber's inattention, she turned and winked at Duke, then subtly pointed to the nearby cabin and mouthed something:

"I'm waiting for your night raid."

Duke covered his face.

This kind of life seems a little too good to be true.

The shameless owner of Crystal Palace uttered such a shameless remark.

Of course, although this life seems very wonderful, Duke has not done anything so far.

Putting aside what to do or what to do on this beach with only a small wooden cabin... Duke's current condition is not suitable for doing anything, not even kissing.

It's not that they don't like Duke enough. After all, Amber, Cecil, and Annie all have full enthusiasm for him and have given him ten chances to win the lottery. Their affection can only go down, and there's no possibility of it going up any further.

The high level of favorability shown by these three women rendered the main function of the allure of the West Coast (which is to rapidly escalate the romantic feelings between men and women who enter it) useless. In addition, the three of them... Amber was frankly naive, Guangbao was easily fooled, and Annie was very much like Annie.

If Duke really wants to do something, the obstacle will definitely not be the three of them, but Duke himself.

Well, Duke's previous body was an artificial prosthetic body. When it was made, Annie didn't think too much about it and simply didn't include any related functions... But this time, Duke's body is made of the leaves of the Tree of Life and is a divine body officially certified by the Mute. The power contained within it is too great. At this moment, Duke simply cannot control it. If he is not careful, the power of the divine body will leak out.

Simply put, if Duke were to give his girlfriend a kiss, she might faint, let alone go any further.

Duke gazed at the beautiful scene before him and began to ponder.

Is it just his imagination that he feels the world is hostile towards him?

"Duke, what are you thinking about?" The elven princess, who had teleported back to the barbecue stall, blinked, put the cooked skewers on a plate, prepared the dipping sauce, and quickly brought it to the table. "Come and eat. Sister Cecil has been waiting impatiently. Tonight's dinner is roasted earthworm meat."

"Oh, here it comes."

The aroma of roasted meat and spices wafted into Duke's nostrils, causing him to shudder slightly. He then quickly walked over to Cecil, who was already eagerly devouring the food.

Annie, who had regressed from a yandere to a scheming girl, sat down next to him without making a sound and snuggled up to him.

Little Black also hopped over with a meow, picked up a grilled fish, and then jumped onto the table to enjoy it.

Amber, who had prepared dinner for everyone, sat down last, but she immediately sat down in Duke's lap with a smile, then gave Annie a provocative look, which made the latter unable to resist. She grabbed a bamboo skewer for grilling and challenged Amber to a duel. The two ate and fencing at the same time, while Guangbao, who was enjoying his meal immensely, clapped and cheered.

Duke watched all this and couldn't help but smile.

Isn't this kind of life pretty good?

Chapter 296 The Great Bottle Undergoes Eighteen Transformations

A good life doesn't necessarily have to be short-lived; as long as they're together, they can live so harmoniously (?) and happily, no matter where they are. But life on the alluring West Coast is certainly temporary and fleeting.

Duke and the others couldn't stay here indefinitely, but without the allure of the West Coast, they would have no choice but to flee the floating city and find temporary shelter in the dwarven kingdom on the ground.

Although with Amber around, returning to the floating city from the dwarf kingdom wouldn't be difficult, the dwarf kingdom wasn't a good place for them—everything there was designed to dwarf standards, and not all places were as welcoming to outsiders as the floating city. Normal-sized ordinary humans (elves) would definitely feel uncomfortable there.

However, this period of hiding and fleeing didn't last long.

Duke, chewing on a toothpick, lay on the warm, soft sand, letting out a satisfied burp, squinting as he waited for someone to enter the alluring West Coast through the entrance he had prepared in advance, while also pondering his next course of action.

"Duke, are you sure?" Annie came over again soon after, but this time she didn't try to seduce Duke. Instead, she finally came to talk business. "Where did all the faith power you've absorbed come from?"

“It’s not the faith of the Aphasic believers, it’s the Dream Clan’s faith in and worship of me.” Duke spat out the toothpick in his mouth, then shook his head with emotion: “At least it’s not the worst-case scenario… but the current situation isn’t much better.”

After regaining consciousness from his divine body and returning to the floating city, while evading pursuit by the floating city's officials, Duke was astonished to discover that certain mysterious forces were gradually gathering around him. He later realized that these forces were called the power of faith.

Upon realizing the true nature of the power, Duke felt a momentary panic. If this power of faith had gathered around him because of the mute within him, it meant that Duke might have become the object of prayer for all the mute believers in the floating city…

Given the widespread belief in the Aphasic in the floating city (referring to its particular popularity among the upper echelons of the floating city), Duke, whose other attributes are weak except for his Charisma of 25, will probably be washed away by the power of faith and become a good vessel for the Aphasic in no time!

Fortunately, the situation wasn't too bad. The faith of the mute believers didn't get lost on him (or rather, it found the right path). The faith that gathered on his divine body came from the Dream Clan's blind faith in their savior.

When over 20,000 Dreamfolk were rescued, Talia handled the first half, laying a solid foundation. Duke took over the second half, building upon Talia's solid foundation to complete the Dreamfolk rescue. In reality, Duke didn't do much; Talia handled all the preparatory work. Duke simply pressed a button.

But it seems that it was this second half of his appearance that made the rescued Dream Clan remember his face and name... Logically speaking, even if they saw Duke's image at the time, they shouldn't know his name. How could they possibly cheer like that Dream Clan guy, "Hey, isn't this our savior! Duke! Duke..."

It's understandable that the Dream Clan knows Talia's appearance and name, since they come from the same world and might have some special sensory abilities. But how can they also sense her appearance and name?

But Duke later realized that perhaps it really was possible... Now he had completely devoured Talia's soul and had basically fulfilled all her "last wishes." In this way, Duke had essentially taken over Talia completely, usurping her everything.

In other words, the Dream Clan's faith was initially directed towards the gods of their world, but later turned to their true savior, Talia. After Duke completely absorbed Talia's soul, he inherited these beliefs and the identity of the savior.

Talia was pathological; she harbored a self-indulgent personal heroism, reveling in a morbid self-sacrifice, and pursuing her obsession at all costs. Although she couldn't persevere to the end, she still became the savior and hero of her homeland... But even this final title of hero was ultimately taken away by Duke.

Talia, who met her end, ultimately received no redemption.

Even if Talia knew this outcome, she wouldn't have the slightest regret. Duke thought she might even smugly say, "My death has left Duke with a tricky problem? Great!"

Duke pulled his wandering thoughts back and turned to Annie, who was concerned about him, saying, "Don't worry, I don't plan to become a god. Carol probably doesn't want another god in the floating city either. If things really get bad, she will definitely take action against the Dream Clan to prevent it from happening."

"I'm afraid she'll think that instead of dealing with the more than 20,000 Dream Clan members, it's better to just get rid of you, the culprit."

"Anne said quietly."

The floating city lord she knew was Monica, who had no moral bottom line. It was obvious that the Shadow Witch, at her peak, was capable of making such decisions... As for Carol? Annie and Duke felt that her flexible moral bottom line might be even lower than Monica's.

What's the deal with the lords of the floating city? Starting with the first generation, Lady Hii, they all seem to be ruthless and powerful. Is it only people like this who can become lords, or do all lords become like this?

“Don’t worry.” Duke sat up and waved to Annie. “In Carol’s opinion, dealing with me will be much more difficult than dealing with 20,000 Dream Clan members.”

Just as the two were talking, the person Duke had been waiting for finally entered the alluring West Coast. The two of them looked in that direction almost simultaneously, and then they saw dazzlingly white skin.

A completely naked, unfamiliar woman appeared before them.

Duke narrowed his eyes: "Who are you?"

“Mr. Duke, this is Zun.”

Duke: "?"

That's right, a goblet.

Yes, Duke was stunned.

It's not outrageous that Zun appeared on the alluring West Coast; it's the one Duke has been waiting for. What's outrageous is its current appearance.

In Duke's memory, Zun was first a mechanical earth dragon, then a mechanical half-dragon, then a mechanical dragon baby, and later a mechanical Tyrannosaurus Rex. Finally, it turned back into a mechanical dragon baby and lay dormant in the floating city, where it began to create new machines suitable for it.

But the vessel in front of Duke and the others was neither a mechanical dragon baby, nor a menacing mechanical earth dragon or a mechanical half-dragon.

It... she appears as a mechanical dragon girl!

Mecha girl plus dragon girl!

"it is good!"

Duke cheered, completely unaware that Annie's face had darkened beside him.

Chapter 297 Dragon Girl

Under pressure from Annie beside him, Duke had no choice but to ask:

"Zun, how did you end up with a body like this?"

The adorable mechanical dragon girl tilted her head and said in a slightly mechanical but generally sweet and charming voice, "Sir, because I think you would like this design."

"Then at least put on some clothes?" Duke's lips twitched slightly. "I remember I told you about the conditions for seducing the West Coast, right?"

“Yes, sir.” Zun nodded, swaying her body with obvious delight, her fair, feminine features trembling in front of Duke. “That’s why I took off all my clothes before entering this place.”

Zun had entered the Enchanted West Coast once before. Although it was an AI-powered magical mechanical creature, it was still classified as a living being by the Enchanted West Coast and required to meet certain entry conditions. However, at that time, it was using the body of a mechanical dragon baby, and Duke wasn't some weird Fury fanatic, so naturally he wouldn't prepare a swimsuit for Zun using that kind of body, and simply let it enter completely naked.

But unexpectedly, Deng Zun's new body was in this state!

"Oh, because you like this style?"

Annie, standing next to Duke, wore a half-smile and reached for the knot at her waist that could be easily untied. This shameless yandere seemed ready to strip naked and seduce Duke. Seeing this, Duke quickly stopped her madness and pulled out the Lazy Man's Magic Wardrobe from his inventory, placing it in front of Duke.

"Put on that swimsuit underneath!"

"Oh."

For some reason, Duke sensed a hint of regret in Zun's calm tone.

Exhibitionist, huh! You and Megan must have a lot to talk about!

Duke's lips twitched slightly. Fortunately, Amber and Cecil were not around at the moment, and the person next to him was Annie, who was not jealous—she would be jealous of everything, so to speak, she was not jealous of anything.

After a series of sounds of clothes rubbing against her body, Zun emerged from behind the wardrobe, still openly displaying her beautiful figure. The two swimsuits, with barely any fabric, not only did little to conceal her figure, but actually enhanced her charm and allure.

But after covering his vital parts, Duke was finally able to openly appreciate the beauty of the mechanical dragon girl in front of him.

Most of her body looks no different from that of a normal human, but the dragon-like horns on her head, the mechanical dragon wings on her back, the semi-mechanical dragon tail growing from her buttocks, and the mechanical structures exposed on her fingers, pupils, shoulders, and other parts of her body, prove that Zun is not an ordinary creature, but a magical mechanical being, while also giving her an otherworldly charm.

This kind of otherworldly allure is different from the inhuman feeling brought by Duke's charisma of 25. If Zun brings people a sense of novelty and curiosity, then Duke brings people... a summoning of ancient gods.

Given his recent new business of absorbing the power of faith, perhaps it is to bring people his own calling.

Duke shook his head, gathering his scattered thoughts, and quickly asked about the important matter: "Zun, how's the investigation I asked you to do going?"

Upon hearing Duke's question, Zun immediately went into working mode. Her mechanical pupils changed slightly, and then a magical fluorescent light screen shot out from her eyes, appearing in front of Duke and Annie.

In their "defection squad," Duke and Annie are the only two with decent brains. Amber is just an ordinary person, not to mention Guangbao and Xiaohei. Zun can participate in the analysis process; she has strong analytical skills. However, she has a bad habit: when cooperating with others, she won't make decisions on her own, even if her analysis system has already told her what the most profitable option is.

In Zun's own words, "At the very bottom of my thinking, there is a sentence that is always engraved: the miracles that living beings can create cannot be summarized by cold probability and numbers." Perhaps this maxim engraved at the bottom of her thinking comes from the original master of the floating city, the one known as the Witch of Miracles - Fei.

However, the matter that Duke asked her to investigate did not require a miracle.

"Noelle has brought the Aphas of the Tree of Life under control. Although the loss of Norton has greatly weakened the Tree of Life, Noelle herself quickly demonstrated near-legendary skill. In addition, the various factions of the Aphas in the Underworld are in chaos because the Aphas have suddenly stopped responding to prayers, giving Noelle and the Tree of Life a chance to catch their breath and cause trouble in the chaos."

"The underworld is in chaos right now, and the balance that was once maintained is on the verge of collapse. According to my analysis system, if we want to completely overturn the original order, then the next week will be the golden time."

Duke nodded. He understood the reasoning, of course. After killing Norton, their "main quest" of destroying the original order of the underworld was almost complete. What they needed to do next was to strike while the iron was hot, and with the invincible Cecil scanning the map, they could fulfill their wish and officially make her a legend.

If Guangbao can successfully become a legend, then their defector squad will finally have the ability to fight back against Carol.

"As for the situation at Babel Tower, according to the footage I captured from the surveillance cameras, the former city lord Monica, the mute saint Megan, and a 'Noel' who is suspected to have died ten years ago were taken out of Babel Tower by city lord Carol and brought back to the city lord's mansion. In addition, several other beings whose identities cannot be identified left Babel Tower with Carol and returned to the Floating City. I have already reviewed the past records of the Floating City, and at least in the surviving records, these beings have not set foot on the land of the Floating City in the past thousand years."

Upon hearing Zun's account, Duke showed a surprised expression. He hadn't expected that Carol had actually brought Monica, Megan, and Noelle out of the Witch Game... and the subsequent information was even more significant. Duke immediately understood what those beings were.

It is a "memory monster" created by the Witch Game Turtle Soup!