I don't want to conquer witches anymore.

"Oh!"

Guangbao excitedly raised her hands, immediately lifting the Mythical Armor Cecil. At the same time, an angelic halo appeared behind her, with four pairs of wings condensing and outlining on the halo, making her no longer look "clumsy and bouncy," but exuding a holy aura. Divine fire ignited the tip of the short gun, and she raised the Mythical Armor, aimed it at the sky directly above, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The Holy Light Cross erupted from the tip of the mythical weapon's spear, shooting straight into the sky!

"boom--"

The holy light tore apart the stitched soul directly above them, and its noisy, fragmented wails rang out. Having had a large chunk of its soul torn apart by the holy light, it finally belatedly prepared to act. A large crystal crystal condensed in the sky and gradually differentiated into raindrops of a torrential downpour, about to fall towards the underworld.

If this rain of crystals were to fall, the underground world would likely be completely assimilated, with nothing able to escape its influence... But for Cecil, this rain would never fall.

She spoke in a clear, crisp voice:

"I want the holy light to turn into a torrential rain."

Holy light ignited every single crystal raindrop.

Raindrops began to fall, but they transformed from crystals that assimilated all living and dead things into holy light capable of healing the body and warming the soul.

This rain of holy light did not harm anyone, and it also extended a helping hand to everyone from the abyss of despair.

The inhabitants of the floating city's underground world looked up, staring blankly at the stitched soul that was being gradually torn apart by the holy light.

And this time.

Amidst the rain of holy light, a man's figure appeared in everyone's sight.

He suddenly appeared in the sky, in the position where the Frankenstein's soul was most ferocious and where the biological content was highest.

People couldn't see his face clearly, only his general figure and the flames burning on his body.

The flames resembled bright stars in the night sky.

The souls of the innocent were devoured and assimilated here, which is also where its power is strongest. The previous rain of holy light had no effect on this place, so it came here in person.

The man extended his right hand, which was burning with flames, and gently touched the core of the Frankenstein's soul with his index finger.

The fire suddenly raged, as the divine fire ignited the monster's soul, using the evil soul as fuel to create a dazzling display of starlight above the floating city's underground world.

The citizens of the floating city's underground world looked up.

After the ugly, stitched-together "clouds" were dispersed and torn apart, they gazed at the divine fire burning in the sky, at the dazzling starlight, at the clear sky revealed after the "clouds" were torn apart, and at the complete star map outlined by the divine fire in the simulated sky.

They gazed at the man who seemed like a savior.

At that moment, a faint voice resounded in the hearts of everyone watching this scene, answering the question they most wanted answered—his name.

His name is Duke.

He is the savior who came to save the floating city.

Chapter 398 We should respect Teacher Da Guang's professional judgment.

Duke fell back to his original position from the sky, easily dissipating the impact of the fall with a light tap of his feet.

He sensed something was amiss, so he used the Voice of All Things to pinpoint the location of the most powerful Evil Stitched Monster's soul. Then, he had Amber transport him to the target location and unleashed a devastating attack on the soul in the sky with divine fire.

It should be noted that what he used was genuine divine fire, a powerful force obtained by igniting the divine authority of the star map. It was far more effective than Cecil's holy light in dealing with souls. Guangbao's massive holy light barrage failed to destroy the core of the evil stitched monster, and Duke's divine fire burned it to ashes in no time.

However, when Duke returned to his companions, he found that everyone's expressions looked a little strange. Whether it was Amber and the others or the president and the others, they were all looking at him with odd eyes.

Duke touched his face, puzzled. After confirming that he wasn't disfigured by the attack, he asked, even more confused, "What's wrong? What are you all looking at? I was just finishing him off... Guangbao, you're not mad at me for stealing your kill, are you?"

"So what if I steal it? It doesn't earn me any credit, so I don't care."

Cecil shook her head, completely bewildered, having no idea what Duke was talking about. A strange look lingered on her face. Guangbao thought for a moment, then leaned close to Amber and whispered something in her ear, receiving a nod of agreement from the latter. Then, the two glanced at the president and the others, whose expressions were also somewhat strange, confirming that everyone had heard the same thought.

Then Amber solemnly declared, "We all heard Ida's voice."

"Huh?" Duke tensed up upon hearing this, quickly walked to his companions, and asked with a frown, "Where's Ida? You saw her again?"

"No, her voice suddenly resounded in our hearts and uttered your name, 'Duke'."

"Huh? What's the point?" Duke rolled his eyes. "Don't you guys know my name is Duke?"

“Yeah, that’s right.” Guangbao leaned in and confidently concluded, “I completely don’t understand why Date would go to all this trouble!”

Upon hearing Cecil's words, Duke was startled and immediately frowned seriously, beginning to ponder whether there was a deeper meaning behind them—for no other reason than that Cecil thought this behavior was unnecessary, which was worth giving more thought to. This performance art, which seemed a bit incomprehensible at first glance, must have had a reason and purpose behind it.

As a professional commentator, Teacher Da Guang's judgments are truly valuable and trustworthy!

Duke looked at the president and the others beside him and asked them, "Did you also hear the same thought? The thought of someone saying my name 'Duke'?"

“Yes, the moment you ignited the divine fire, the moment it drew our attention, that voice sounded simultaneously.” The president nodded, then frowned. “Clearly, this voice is hinting at your connection to the name ‘Duke’ and directing the target towards you.”

"It wasn't a hint, it was a clear statement." Zi Yuan suddenly interjected, refuting the president's words. "President, you may rarely encounter this kind of thing, but we sheriffs often deal with all sorts of evil people. We sheriffs have encountered the effect of that thought message when we were shutting down many cults—that thought message just now, through psychological suggestion and other mental magic, conveyed the message to everyone who heard it: 'The person who set the monster ablaze in the sky is named Duke.' The reason you didn't realize this is simply because you already knew Duke."

"Would the effect of this thought message be stronger if it were someone who didn't know me before?" Duke frowned. He had realized what Ida was about to do and uttered the key question: "Are you really the only ones who heard this thought message?"

"You mean everyone who witnessed that scene can hear this thought? This 'Ida' you mentioned wants your name to resound throughout the underground world, to be known by all the residents of the floating cities? What does increasing your fame mean to her? Does she think she can threaten you through these residents of the floating cities?"

Zi Yuan asked several questions in succession. She couldn't quite understand the matter. Although she was smart enough, she still lacked some key information and naturally couldn't deduce the truth. For example, she didn't know who Ida was or what she had wanted to do.

And Duke knew.

"The birth of a god requires a divine anchor, the ignition of divine fire through divine authority, and a sufficient number of believers in a fixed domain."

These are the three conditions for becoming a god that Ida revealed when Duke asked her for a quick way to achieve legendary status. Of course, there are many other conditions required to become a god, but these three are undoubtedly the most crucial and indispensable. Under extreme conditions, only these three conditions are needed for a god to be born.

From the mermaid witch game he played as a child, Duke brought the last remnants of civilization back from the apocalypse to the safe world, obtaining a divine anchor of sufficient holiness, even purer and higher in status than the one the Mute had used. In the dark sea of ​​Pandora's Box, Duke ignited his own divine fire through the stellar authority of the star map.

In other words, in the most extreme case, Duke was only one step away from becoming a god: having enough followers in a fixed domain. Duke happened to know of an extreme case that could lead to godhood: Ida was assassinated by Monica's men. In the extreme situation of being on the verge of death, he successfully became the first god of the floating city, and the mute was born.

Duke suddenly raised his head and nervously looked around, fearing that the assassins arranged by Ida were already lying in ambush nearby, ready to strike while the iron was hot and force him to become a god through such extreme means! Of course, given that Duke waited for a while but the assassins did not make a move, it seemed that Ida did not intend to use such extreme means.

"I really don't know what that god is trying to do..."

She is now using the body of her parallel world's isomorphic counterpart, which has largely broken free from Duke's control over her. However, since some of Ida's humanity and most of the mute's divinity still reside in Duke's body, Duke can't say whether becoming a god will be a stepping stone for her—otherwise, why would she be so actively pushing him onto the path to godhood?

But one thing is certain: since she doesn't intend to use extreme measures for the time being, she will resolve the doomsday facing the floating city before Ida takes action, and return to another floating city with her successful experience to save the world!

Duke made up his mind, then looked at the president:

"President, please take us directly to see the Little Prince's true form now."

Chapter 399 Boring, I Want to See Rivers of Blood

"Duke and the others are already on their way to the Agenda Building where the Parliament headquarters is located." Alice held a magic phone in her left hand and lifted the struggling Blackie by the scruff of its neck with her right, and said softly, "What should I do now, God?"

“There’s nothing we need to do. What can we do so close to the Little Prince?” Ida waved his hand. “Everything else will fall into place naturally. We don’t need to add fuel to the fire.”

After she finished speaking, she turned to look at the little black cat that Alice was holding. The little black cat, still in its cat form, was struggling, and shadows kept emerging from its body. However, in front of Alice, who had maintained the power of the divine messenger, its struggles were useless, and it obviously had no chance to use its mythical weapon.

At this moment, Ida looked curiously at the small shadow bow that Xiao Hei was holding in his arms, leaned over, took Xiao Hei from Alice's arms, teased Xiao Hei with her fingers, and asked softly, "Did Duke give you this?"

"Meow!"

Little Black turned its head away, refusing to communicate with these despicable villains who had ambushed it. Following Duke's orders, it began searching for Monica's whereabouts in the underground world of the floating city. In fact, it soon caught a whiff of Monica's scent, but when it followed the scent, it ran straight into the two traitors in front of it and was easily captured by them.

Damn it, meow!

"Duke... Duke and the others are coming to save my cat."

"Only if he knows you've been caught so quickly," Ida said with a grin, then snapped her fingers. "Besides, if they show up in front of us, it's not necessarily a bad thing for us."

Hearing Ida's meaningful words, Xiao Hei couldn't help but start to worry again, and even hoped that Duke wouldn't find him so soon.

"Oh, you're finally back." Ida casually handed the little black dog back to Alice, then said to the people who had rushed back, "Monica, Fei."

Little Black, picked up again by Alice, looked surprised. It was none other than Monica and Scarlet, whom Ida had mentioned. Only then did it realize that the Monica aura on them wasn't fake; it was the real Monica residing within them. But then another problem arose. Although Little Black was just a harmless cat, it had heard many stories about the floating city from the wicked Annie and the good Cecil.

Aren't Monica and Ms. Scarlet sworn enemies with Ida?

Lady Scarlet and Ida were bitter enemies for centuries, and Monica was directly responsible for Ida's downfall and ascension to godhood. With such a deep-seated grudge, it wouldn't be surprising if Little Black fought them on the spot. It even forgot to continue struggling, instead adopting a spectator's expression, waiting for the two forces to smash each other's brains out!

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But what happened next left the onlooker cat speechless.

Surprisingly, Ms. Fei and Date didn't start fighting on the spot when they met. Instead, they exchanged a normal and harmonious glance. Date's expression when looking at Monica was not at all like that of someone facing his assassin. The interaction between the three of them, if not friendly and harmonious, was at least not one of turning against each other.

Xiao Hei blinked, puzzled.

Was it that the stories it had heard were wrong? Or were the three people in front of it not real people?

Before Xiao Hei could figure out the situation, he heard Ida say softly:

"Duke is finally going to see 'Forty-Four Sunsets'."

Ms. Fei shook her head from the side: "He's already seen him once."

"But he doesn't remember... and we don't know how he even beat The Little Prince, do we? It's ridiculous. If I hadn't heard it from you, I would never have imagined that anyone could actually beat that witch's game. Seriously, Fei, do you really not know some of the truth?"

“I’ve said it many times, I don’t know, I only heard this from Carol.”

"Wow, you really don't care about anything after you stepped down! You were such a workaholic when you were the city lord, but now you've become this kind of old guy who doesn't care about anything else... Don't hit me, I was just saying. I really don't understand why you're not curious at all."

"...Of course I'm curious, but Carol won't tell me the truth."

"Huh? You think you can just beat them up and not say anything? This kind of disobedient junior deserves a beating!"

"I'm not sure I can beat Carol."

"Huh??? Really? You can't beat Carol?!"

“Ida, you seem to be in a bit of a rush.”

As Xiao Hei listened to Ida and Fei's conversation, it couldn't help but swallow hard. Although it couldn't understand everything, even a simple little cat could tell that there was a lot of information in their words... It started to worry about another problem - would they kill it after it heard these words?

……

Duke and the others were already standing at the entrance of the agenda building where the floating city council headquarters was located.

With the elder guiding them, Duke and the others were able to reach their destination quickly using the spatial magic of Amber.

As Duke stepped into the entrance of the Agenda Building, he felt an unusual sensation... as if someone was watching him from the shadows. However, this gaze was not malicious; it was merely a calm observation with a touch of curiosity. Clearly, someone was watching him and felt that he was somewhat special.

The others didn't feel the gaze. Amber was one thing; if someone were really watching Cecil, the legendary Lightbringer would have sensed it immediately. The other natives also showed no emotional fluctuations, either because they were used to being watched, or because the hidden being hadn't even glanced at them.

"Is it...the Little Prince?"

Duke muttered something in a low voice, so no one could hear him.

What makes Duke special, besides the system, is probably the divine fire he ignited himself.