I don't want to conquer witches anymore.

With Duke's current divine body's capabilities, he can traverse a great distance in less than a second.

The miniature planet is so small that if the Little Prince carried his stool and kept running around, he could see the sunset a maximum of forty-four times in twenty-four hours.

As the sun rose above the horizon, the light of dawn froze the Little Prince of Night in place. In a daze, the Little Prince's innocent second personality regained control of his body... The second personality only affected him for a moment. The Little Prince of Night was still the dominant personality. Without hesitation, he broke his promise to his other self and forcibly took back control of his body.

But it was this momentary lapse in concentration that caused the time difference, allowing Duke and Amber to disappear from her sight and return to the floating city.

Chapter 409 This punch, thrown with accelerated speed, can even surpass the speed of light.

Duke, who was holding Amber, and Amber, who was being held by Duke, fell heavily to the ground. They successfully escaped from the alternate dimension controlled by the Little Prince and landed on the ground of the floating city's underground world in the main plane.

"Duke! Amber! You're back!" Cecil, who had been waiting there, rushed over with a look of surprise and helped the two who had fallen to the ground. "Are you alright?"

"I'm alright." Duke grasped Cecil's outstretched hand, barely managing to stand up. Before he could even steady himself, his legs buckled slightly, and he almost fell to the ground. "I'm temporarily out of combat strength, but the side effects won't last too long."

As mentioned before, the cost of "instantly killing" the Little Prince's first body was small. Although the side effect of weakness was still strong, Duke could feel that he only needed to endure the weakness for about ten minutes to be fully recovered.

Cecil also pulled Amber up with her other hand. The divine fire that had been burning on her glasses went out, turning them into an ordinary pair of glasses. She could have taken them off, but Amber didn't. Instead, she pushed up her glasses with her finger and then moved closer to Duke.

Logically speaking, the two were practically an "old married couple" who had shared joys and sorrows, so a mere close proximity shouldn't have caused Duke the slightest bit of panic—but this was the first time Duke had carefully examined Amber's bespectacled appearance. Despite having seen her face many times before, the glasses gave her a more intellectual air. Recalling this lewd elf's usual behavior, Duke sensed a tantalizing contrast emanating from her, and involuntarily swallowed.

After a second or two, Duke finally came to his senses, first rolling his eyes at Amber, then pushing her away and asking disdainfully, "What are you doing?"

"Let me see if you're a glasses fetishist." Amber clicked her tongue. The glasses she was wearing looked like flat-rimmed glasses, which didn't affect her vision at all. "Confirmed, you're a pure glasses fetishist."

"..."

Duke was somewhat speechless.

Cecil, who had just pulled her two friends up from the ground and was now supporting one with each arm, felt like the clown. So, she disdainfully let go, pouting and complaining, "Stop babbling! Don't feed me dog food right here!"

"Don't want to be fed dog food at zero distance?" Amber tilted her head. "Then do you want to be fed dog food at negative distance?"

Guangbao: "?"

Duke: "?"

Judging from Guangbao's bewildered look, he probably didn't understand the female driver's speeding spiel. As for Duke... well, he not only understood the most superficial meaning, but he also sensed that Amber and Guangbao's three-way relationship was still going strong.

God knows who she meant by negative distance?

"Ahem! I'm sorry to bother you three." However, those present weren't just their own people. The president finally spoke up, asking hesitantly, "What happened, Mr. Duke?"

"Huh? You didn't know, Mr. President?" Duke turned to look at the president, a smile playing on his lips. "I thought you arranged this."

"...Although I don't know what you're talking about, Mr. Duke, I can only assure you that this is definitely not an arrangement made by our council."

The old man frowned and shook his head solemnly at Duke.

Duke knew, of course, that the president didn't have that much control over the little prince.

Initially, when he heard that the Little Prince's true form was within the world rules controlled by the council, he assumed that the Little Prince, occupying the divine position in the floating city but unable to become a god, would lose his rationality like a mute god, leaving only mechanical instincts. Therefore, the floating city council was able to control the Little Prince using the world rules.

But from that one line he understood: she was corrupted, not irrational, and the so-called "world rules" controlled by the council were actually the Little Prince's own legendary destiny—damn it, had Ida ever told the truth?!

In short, the Little Prince is a top-tier legend with reason, corrupted by powerful malice, and she is also the founder of this floating city, the very thing that constitutes the floating city is her power... So, is it possible for such a Little Prince to be controlled by the council? Of course not, so there is only one answer.

The truth is the opposite: Parliament was actually influenced by the Little Prince, especially the Speaker of Parliament, who was probably the most affected by him.

Need I say more about the Little Prince's current state of mind?

Duke didn't speak with the president, but turned to the representatives of the other two major forces who were still observing: "Purple Iris, Norton, the sheriff and the four major families shouldn't mind the destruction of the council, right?"

"what?"

Zi Yuan and Norton were stunned, while the president's expression turned to one of utter astonishment. He could no longer maintain his composure and questioned, "Mr. Duke, what are you saying?!"

"Old sir, in the parallel world you are the millennium president of the Ancient Magic Empire Research Association. Even though your subordinates have gradually become more extreme over the course of a thousand years, you still suppress them and try your best to stabilize this actually very unstable organization... To be honest, I admire your abilities. I am not surprised at all to see you become the president of the council in this world."

Duke sincerely said that he had heard about the Ancient Magic Empire Research Association and had never doubted the president's ability and level... However, the president of the research association in World B was only facing the chaos of the floating city's underground world and the suppressed ambitions and desires of his subordinates, while the president of the council in World A was facing the Little Prince.

He is the Little Prince who has been corrupted by countless other dimensions.

That little prince who is now indistinguishable from an evil god!

With Amber's support, Duke pointed a finger at the president and whispered, "Cecil."

In an instant, Guangbao transformed into a dazzling ray of light and charged towards the council president.

If it were the Cecil of the past, he might have wondered why he was fighting with the council president, since they had gotten along quite well before. But the past is the past, and the current Guangbao has been completely trained by Duke.

It means you don't need to use your brain, you just need to fight, that's really cool.

Cecil trusted Duke's judgment too much. Since Duke was pointing the finger at the council president and threatening to attack him, it proved he must have some problem—either a bad guy or someone who would hinder their actions. Since there was something wrong, then so be it!

Enemy, damn it! Enemy, attack!

The president's expression changed, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he exuded a malice similar to that shown by the Little Prince, but Cecil didn't care about malice or not.

"I think this punch is accelerated to the point that it can even surpass the speed of light."

Cecil simply threw a punch.

The speed of this punch was so fast that even she couldn't react to it. With the enhancement of "I think," even light couldn't capture the speed of this punch. Faced with such a punch, the president was unable to show any resistance and was easily hit by Cecil's punch, then sent flying and crashed heavily into the wall in the distance.

But at that moment...

That foul-smelling malice enveloped the underground world of the floating city where they were.

Chapter 410 Planetary Arrival

A foul-smelling malice enveloped the underground world of the floating city.

In that instant, Duke, Amber, and Cecil seemed to be immersed once again in the dark sea of ​​Pandora's box. Lightbao was in slightly better condition, while Duke and Amber were already in poor condition. In the dark sea, they had either managed to escape before collapsing or used cheating methods to avoid the malicious corruption. Now, facing this malice, they were almost crushed.

Fortunately, the two leaned on each other and supported each other, which prevented them from collapsing.

Ziyuan and Norton, who had not experienced the Dark Sea, looked drastically different and were in even worse condition than Duke and Amber.

Norton reached out in pain and clutched his clothes tightly, as if he was enduring some kind of pain, while Ziyuan bent over and covered her mouth, feeling nauseous from the malice.

"You...you two are legends and near-legends, aren't you? Show some backbone!" Duke, supported by Amber, struggled to stand up and snapped at her, then turned to Cecil for confirmation: "Cecil, what happened?"

"It's not because of the old man, the chairman."

Cecil clicked her tongue and said bluntly, then slammed the mythical weapon she had been carrying on her back onto the ground. A halo and wings then unfolded behind her—but this was not because she had activated the mythical weapon, because no divine fire was lit on the halo and wings, proving that it was actually a knock-off she had made herself using legendary destiny.

"The problem lies with the earth."

Upon hearing Guangbao's words, everyone subconsciously looked down at the ground, and then... they saw the star map flash across the ground once again.

No, this time it wasn't just a fleeting moment.

The image of a starry sky flickered continuously on the ground of the floating city, the frequency increasing. As the concentration of malice increased, the star map appeared for longer and longer periods, until it was completely fixed on the ground of the floating city's underground world. Duke suddenly looked up at the ceiling of the underground world and saw the simulated sky on the ceiling turn pitch black at an extremely fast speed, and then gradually the image reappeared.

A miniature planet appeared in the picture.

"I'm out?!"

Upon seeing this scene, Duke instantly perked up, as if the side effects of the cheat device had been dispelled by his heightened senses. He miraculously straightened up, no longer needing Amber's support, and stared in astonishment at the miniature planet that had appeared on the screen.

“Oh no, here…” Before Duke could finish speaking, he discovered another astonishing scene. He looked towards the surface of the underground world and saw a blazing sun on the ground, which had been fixed into a star map. Its temperature proved that it existed within the star map sealed on the ground. It appeared from the west, then swept across the ground and headed towards the eastern horizon.

Although it is extremely hot, the temperature only makes passersby feel the burning sensation for a moment. Even for ordinary people, it would at most cause burns, while for professionals, it would only be a momentary increase in the severity of the problem.

But what does it symbolize?

It symbolizes sunrise and sunset.

For the mini-planet directly above them at this moment, the sun's rapid movement meant that it had risen in the east, completed sunrise, and was now heading west, about to set.

Sunsets in the Mini World... can attract invasions from other dimensions!

The floating city was already in a period of concentrated outbreaks of connection with other dimensions. After the sunset of the mini world was completed, Duke couldn't even imagine what kind of hellish scene would appear here - the underground world of the floating city was beyond saving.

"Abandon the underground world, Ziyuan, Norton, quickly organize everyone to evacuate to the surface world!" Duke said with a serious face, but seeing the shameful appearance of these two near-legendary and legendary figures, he couldn't continue. Along with the star map and the mini-planet, there was a malice that made people feel physically nauseous. If even legends were like this, the situation of the vast majority of people in the underground world of the floating city must be even worse. "What should we do? What should we do?"

“I’ll do it,” Amber gritted her teeth. “I’ll use spatial magic to transfer all the residents of the floating city’s underground world to the surface!”

"Can you really do it?"

"I can try..."

Amber's talent in spatial magic was so extraordinary that she had always been at the level of "anything is possible" in the spatial realm, which is why she dared to propose such a plan that sounded like a fantasy. However, Duke, as the decision-maker, could not place all his hopes on such a plan.

Even if such a plan has to be implemented, we must find ways to improve its feasibility.

“You can try.” Duke nodded first, then shook his head, “But not right now… Purple Iris, Norton, can’t you fucking pull yourselves together?!”

"...Roar! Hiss...Is there anything I need to do, Duke?"

Zi Yuan's arms were covered in crystal-like scales. Then she punched herself hard in the stomach, without holding back at all. The punch sent her sprawling into a coma, but the pain also brought her back to her senses. Trembling, she began to put on her ballet shoes, asking, word by word:

Norton went even further than Ziyuan. He simply reached out and pierced his own chest, pulling his still-beating heart out of his chest. He used the simplest and most violent method of "physical pacing," constantly squeezing his heart to help accelerate its blood supply.

Heaven knows why he didn't die after all that; instead, his complexion suddenly became rosy, as if he were experiencing a final burst of energy before death. Norton gritted his teeth and said:

"I... of course I can pull myself together... tell me, what do you want me to do!"

Even if you are near-legends and legends who are hard to kill, you don't have to torture yourselves like this, do you?

Duke's lips twitched slightly, but ultimately he prioritized the overall situation and didn't inquire about their condition. Instead, he pointed to the ground where the president, who had been knocked away earlier, had landed: "You guys help stop him and don't let her interfere with our operations."

"Who are you stopping?"

Zi Yuan and Norton asked in unison, but stopped a second later.

Because the "president," who was filled with malice, appeared before them.

No, he was no longer the president of the council. His originally aged body had now turned back into a young, strong, and tall figure, as if he had been rejuvenated. He held a black longsword in his left hand, had a halo above his head, and had half a black wing growing from his back. He silently watched Duke and the others.

Ziyuan and Norton were stunned; they didn't know what it was, but Duke did.

Divine messenger.

The Little Prince is a god who failed to become a god. She did not ignite the divine fire, but she occupied the only divine position. In many ways, she is almost no different from a god. The Floating City Council, which she influenced (corrupted) for a whole thousand years, is itself the papacy of the "Little Prince Cult". The thousand-year councilor who is in charge of the council is naturally the only pope of this cult from beginning to end.

When his god needed him, it was perfectly reasonable for him to be temporarily promoted to be a divine messenger.

"And what about you?" Norton, clutching his heart, felt cold sweat beading on his forehead. Even the usually stubborn Norton changed his tune. "Isn't that girl named Cecil going to help?"

The council chairman in his youth was not the kind old man he would become later, nor the "ordinary" old man who was just knocked out by Cecil with a single punch. Back then, he was a top legend known as the Black Knife Demon and one of the core members who helped build the floating city.

Others from the same era as the old man, whether they were the first sheriffs or the first heads of the four major families, are now long-dead legends, leaving only the council chairman who is still barely clinging to life.