I don't want to conquer witches anymore.

The monster that grew these tentacles was like a lump of mud, and that lump of mud was constantly growing tentacles, adding them to the "breeding of gu" in the narrow space.

But the next instant, Duke's pupils contracted slightly—in the image broadcast through the bronze mirror, he saw something other than mud and tentacles.

He saw Nona… or rather, Nona’s soul.

Her soul was covered in blood and looked unnaturally twisted, like a complete bone, but her face was relatively intact, and the little prisoner's original appearance could still be seen. She looked anxiously at Duke and the others, as if she wanted to continue to warn them to be careful of this monster.

She didn't seem to realize that she was dead.

Cecil.

Duke's voice was harsh, cold, and angry.

“Kill it.”

Chapter 386 Mythical Armament - Cecil

“Cecil, kill it.”

Duke had no means to harm the monster, but among the three present was a newly crowned legend whose legendary destiny was known for its "omnipotence".

Cecil took the bronze mirror from Duke and saw the horrifying scene reflected in it. Without hesitation, she stepped out of the small area protected by the Holy Light Barrier. Guangbao had always been a partner of justice and had always been at odds with monsters that devoured humans, let alone under Duke's command.

As soon as Cecil left the area protected by the Holy Light, the monster eagerly stretched out its thick tentacles toward her, wanting to taste Cecil's flesh and blood. She was suddenly wrapped up by a tentacle, and suckers like mouthparts began to wriggle and exert force, trying to tear off pieces of Cecil's flesh.

Duke had just been attacked by the tentacles, and in an instant his body was torn to shreds, as if he had been ripped apart by a monster with sharp teeth and claws. But Cecil did not give it a chance to tear his flesh. Without exception, all of Cecil's skin, tentacles, and suction cups were ignited by the scorching and brilliant holy light and turned to ashes in an instant.

If this monster can launch an attack while remaining hidden, it might be quite troublesome, and Cecil cannot stay vigilant at all times. However, the monster will still be limited in actual combat, as the part of it that launches its attack needs to enter the main world the instant it makes contact with them.

The existence of this characteristic means that Cecil can seize a moment of danger to launch a counterattack.

Cecil exhaled, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and the holy light that had just ignited the tentacles began to spread throughout the room, reflecting off the still-brilliant starlight on the walls.

Under the illumination of holy light and starlight, in Cecil's eyes, the small, seemingly peaceful, empty dark room immediately took on a different appearance—she no longer needed to use the bronze mirror to understand the enemy's posture and movements. The small dark room was filled with traces of tentacles wriggling, and permeated with the stench of monsters and the lingering smell of blood.

At first, it was just traces and smells, but soon Cecil could see some fleeting images. She saw the monster's layers of tentacles, its mud-like body, and the soul that was still warning them.

Cecil didn't recognize Nona, but she gave her a grateful look before fixing her angry gaze on the mud-like monster.

Cognition changes reality.

Wishes can become power.

This is Cecil's legendary destiny, "I think".

This monster relies on some kind of world rule that is integrated with the floating city to superimpose its physical body on a higher level, so much so that even Amber, who is extremely sensitive to space, could not detect the abnormality. However, Cecil's legendary destiny and the world rule of the other dimension are of the same level.

This means that the "changes" Cecil saw actually actually happened in the dark room.

"I think" dragged the monster that was hidden by the rules of the world into reality.

Cecil suddenly separated her clasped hands, then slammed them together again. A dazzling spear of light appeared before her with her movement. She casually grasped the spear shaft, took a heavy step forward with her left foot, and crushed large chunks of tentacles with one foot. Her right arm, which was tightly gripping the spear of light, flexed at the shoulder and used her wrist to generate force, and her taut arm muscles suddenly swung out.

The spear of light transformed into a beam of light, piercing through the monster's body in an instant.

"Roar! Aaaaaah!"

The voice of all things in Duke was filled with the monstrous screams of agony.

The mud monster struggled to its feet, and the spear of light that pierced its body ignited holy light, dragging its main body into the burning light. At the same time, dozens of tentacles crammed into the small dark room caused a riot, their target being Cecil, even if it was just to stop her from taking further action—the monster was preparing to escape.

The mud monster writhed, dragging its burning spear of light as it moved. The spear of light could easily burn the tentacles to ashes, but it couldn't cook the mud in time. So it endured the pain and began to flee.

It was incredibly fast, darting to the wall in an instant. It seemed to want to break through the wall to escape, but the star map on the walls and ceiling of the dark room seemed to prevent its movement; its attempts to move the wall were futile. Helpless, it could only change its route, crawling towards the stairwell at an extremely fast speed.

"I think the man-eating monster can't escape this small space."

As Cecil finished speaking, the once swift mud monster crashed into an invisible wall, and with a particularly heavy impact, it collapsed to the ground.

She pouted unhappily as the tentacles continued their suicidal attacks. For the moment, Guangbao could only control the monster's main body to prevent it from escaping, but she couldn't get past the tentacles to kill it.

After the Spear of "I Want" merged into her body and became "I Want," Cecil lost another suitable weapon and could only use Holy Light to wield spears and swords, or return to her old job of crafting light cannons by hand. Although she didn't lack attack power thanks to the abilities of the Legendary Destiny, it was still somewhat awkward—after all, she couldn't use the Legendary Destiny for every attack, and even she couldn't withstand such consumption.

"Cecil, catch!"

Just then, Duke's voice suddenly rang out from behind Cecil. She was slightly startled, turned her head, and saw Duke tossing a thick, black, and long thing to her.

"Huh? What's that?"

"arms."

Duke simply stated.

Cecil accepted the weapon Duke gave her, somewhat bewildered. It looked like a short gun, but its construction resembled that of a magical machine, and it was far too heavy to wield as a spear. Furthermore, the spearhead wasn't sharp; instead, it had a strange cylindrical opening. The shaft also had a handle to accommodate its thickness, and above the handle was a transparent, box-like structure, revealing the "spear's" interior.

She instinctively grasped the handle, and then heard a strange, synthesized electronic voice:

"Mythical Armament Cecil is ready."

"what?"

Cecil thought for a moment, then instinctively poured some holy light into the weapon. Then... a white-hot divine fire was ignited in the transparent box, and the holy light Cecil had poured in rapidly increased its energy as the divine fire was brewing.

She quickly lifted it up.

"Boom—"

A beam of holy light condensed from the "tip of the gun" was fired, and without exception, all the tentacles that were hit by it turned to ashes.

Guangbao's eyes lit up immediately.

This kind of attack wasn't beyond her capabilities; Cecil was known for her humanoid light beam attacks, something she'd already mastered as a hero-level character. But...

Whether it's useful or not, just tell me if it's fun or not!

Chapter 387 Mythical Posture

Cecil, upon receiving the mythical weapon, held it as if it were a beloved toy, constantly pouring holy light into it. He watched the divine fire burn fiercely within the transparent box, then relentlessly bombarded the tentacles, revealing dozens of tentacles that could potentially collapse the place, turning them one by one into ashes.

The rotten mud, unable to escape, stayed at the stairwell, trembling.

It wanted to fight back, but in the face of Cecil, who had acquired a suitable weapon, it had little room to retaliate and could only watch in humiliation as Cecil destroyed its tentacles, which it had accumulated over the years, bit by bit.

"This thing has a really high energy conversion rate, even much higher than my own. It's quite impressive," Cecil said with some admiration. "Duke, where did you get this thing?"

You should know that she is probably the witch in the floating city who is most skilled at pure energy bombardment. Hand-crafted light cannons are her preferred fighting style, and high energy conversion rate is her specialty... But the energy conversion rate of this mythical weapon is even better than Cecil's.

"I obtained this weapon through a deal with the devil," Duke casually remarked. "Every time you use it, a part of my soul will be taken away by the devil."

"Huh?" Cecil was slightly taken aback, and quickly turned around anxiously. At first, she genuinely believed Duke's nonsense, but when she saw the slight upturn of Duke's lips, she realized he was just joking. Guangbao stomped his foot angrily, his little face puffed up as he turned back, venting his frustration on the tentacle, "Damn it! Always bullying me!"

Huffing and puffing, Guangbao strode over the tentacles, most of which had turned to ashes, and arrived in front of the Mud Monster in a few steps. He picked up the Mythical Armor in his hand and smashed it at the Mud Monster, seemingly wanting to vent his anger with simple violence.

But the mud monster didn't seem to want to surrender so easily. It had been waiting for this opportunity, waiting for the moment this terrifying human got close. The monster clearly understood that of the three, only Cecil posed a significant threat. If it could kill her, the man and woman behind her wouldn't be able to harm it while it was in stealth mode. Then it could slowly toy with them and finally have its fill!

As long as I can get rid of this woman!

if only……

The mud monster suddenly unfurled, all the tentacles that had grown from its body snapping off simultaneously. Then, its entire body compressed, converging into a single point, and it spewed out a large amount of blood. This blood, mixed with pale green slime, sprayed towards Cecil. Just as it was about to splatter onto Cecil, who was standing right in front of it, her reaction speed was too fast to allow the suspicious blood and slime to touch her. So, she condensed a barrier of holy light at the speed of light, blocking it in front of her.

Surprisingly, the slime disappeared in front of the Holy Light Barrier, but reappeared after passing through it, splashing onto Cecil.

The mud monster's triumphant laugh echoed through the Voice of All Things, while Cecil, splattered with blood, stood motionless, as if controlled by something. Only her eyes showed any change; her pupils contracted slightly as she watched the mud monster approach her.

"Cecil?!" "Sister Cecil!"

Amber was anxious to cast a spatial spell, and Duke also pulled out his neon revolver, but before they could make a move, a pattern suddenly appeared on the holy light barrier protecting them—a silly smiling face of Cecil.

The smiles eased Duke and Amber's agitation. Then, Cecil's inner voice resonated in the hearts of everyone present—Duke, Amber, the Mud Monster, and even Nona's spirit, constantly warning Duke and the others in the center of the room. They all heard Cecil's voice:

I want to protect the floating city.

I want to destroy all evil.

The only thing I want to do right now is to take action, kill this monster, and avenge that innocent child.

Nona's previously numb and bewildered soul regained some vitality because of Cecil's heartfelt words. She shifted her gaze from Duke and stared blankly at the tall woman who remained motionless.

The mud monster didn't believe Cecil's nonsense at all. Although it had heard her thoughts, it didn't think that she could still move after being stained with its blood. Its body swelled up and several new ugly tentacles grew out, which coiled towards Cecil, wanting to feast on the flesh and blood of a legendary powerhouse.

But at that moment, Cecil, who was supposed to be unable to move, moved. Her limbs looked somewhat uncoordinated, like a puppeteer's marionette, not very flexible but determined enough to move. She controlled her body, pressed the muzzle of the mythical weapon in her hand against the mud monster's body, lifted it up suddenly, stepped into the stairwell threshold, and aimed it at the sky.

The gun barrels were pointed directly at the underground world of the floating city above.

The voice of the heart resounded once more:

I want to pull the trigger.

Thus, Cecil's body, which should have been unable to move, moved as she wished.

The mythical weapon burst forth with sparks of divine fire, which spread from the spear and ignited Cecil's body in one go, but did not harm Cecil. Instead, it burned away her originally form-fitting night clothes. However, Cecil was not left naked as a result, because as the divine fire gradually died down, a brand new garment appeared on her body.

The white fabric clung tightly to Cecil's skin, outlining her well-toned, tall figure. While it didn't reveal much skin or compensate for her lack of curves, the overly tight design exuded an alluring sensuality. But then, beyond the form-fitting clothing, intricate skirts and sleeves appeared, these flowing, mage-style garments concealing the overly daring design of the bodysuit without completely obscuring Cecil's beauty.

Although it didn't quite fit Guangbao's usual tin-can style, it gave her a sense of holiness that inspired awe and reverence. However, this holiness wasn't like that of a deity; rather, it resembled that of a superhuman, transcendent being. The divine fire finally settled on Cecil's head, and when it completely extinguished, she wore a witch's hat somewhat similar to a papal crown.

An angelic halo appeared, but it did not stay above Cecil's head. Instead, it appeared behind her. Then, holy light condensed on the halo, outlining four pairs of wings—these wings did not grow on Cecil's body, but on the halo behind her.

A mythical figure who is above angels yet different from gods.

Weapons, armor, mythical poses.

This is the complete mythical weapon.

Duke has already drawn out five sets of Mythical Armor, but this is the first time he has seen a Mythical Armor being used in person. Cecil not only satisfied his curiosity, but also told Duke what kind of power the Mythical Armor was—as long as all the Mythical Armor is a complete set of armor burning with divine fire, then the person using the Mythical Armor can contend with a true legend for a short time.

Mythical weapons might not be important to her, who is already a legend, but for Zi Yuan, Xiao Hei, and Amber... the significance of mythical weapons is completely different!

"Cecil, let me see the full power of the Mythic Armament!"

Cecil didn't answer; she was still under the influence of the Mud Monster's blood, but her next action proved that she had heard Duke's words.

She pulled the trigger.

Holy light condensed, divine fire burned, and legendary destiny shaped the predetermined future.

Then, holy light bloomed deep within the floating city, piercing through the ground, breaking through the underground world, and shattering the city above. It transformed into a cross of holy light above the floating city, announcing its existence to everyone in the city.

A new legend has emerged in the floating city.

The vast majority of people—everyone caught up in the great event of the floating city—looked at the holy cross of light with a mixture of surprise and doubt. They didn't know whether the holy light came from friendly people or... those alien monsters that were invading the floating city.

As for the mud monster? Its fate was completely unimportant in the face of the Holy Light Cross that was simultaneously scorched and blooming with holy light and divine fire. Apart from Cecil, Duke, and Amber, who were present, no one knew or cared about its death.