I don't want to conquer witches anymore.

What could be there...? I remember Joseph seemed to be in that direction, right?

Rose narrowed her eyes.

She met with Joseph once after entering the dream and before finding Jasmine, but they separated again soon afterward, so she knew Joseph's approximate location.

The top two rookie picks this week are Duke and Joseph... What are these two guys doing? Are rookies these days really this outrageous?

……

In just three days, the royal army surrendered.

The kingdom changed hands, and the former Duke Geraint became the new king.

The war went so smoothly that Geraint wondered why he had spent so many years developing his strength in a sneaky manner. If he had used F2A earlier, he probably would have won long ago... cough, of course Geraint knew that this was just a joke.

Without the help of Duke and others, this war would not have gone so smoothly. Duke is a terrifying legion commander, and Annie's necromancy can only be unleashed to its fullest potential on the battlefield. She alone is a scourge of the undead, and Amber has turned Geraint's legion into an elusive ghost army. No matter what kind of enemy it is, no one can withstand the surprise attack force that can teleport into their dangerous location.

But the most crucial figure was the old priest… or rather, the first apostle of the mute.

He called himself "divinely inspired".

The power unleashed by Apostle Revelation in the war was even more terrifying than Annie's Undead Cataclysm. He was like a humanoid nuclear bomb; throwing him into the center of the battlefield could destroy an army in a short time, almost equivalent to the effect of Duke bringing Cecil in. His strength was among the best of the hero-level, and the Dream World was a small world with low magic and low martial arts, so it was not difficult to understand why Apostle Revelation could unleash his full power here.

But compared to his fighting prowess, his and Joan's brainwashing abilities are far more terrifying.

Under the combined physical and spiritual attacks of the apostles, not only the kingdom could not withstand it, but even the Church of Genesis could not endure it. With the defection of several bishops, the Pope, far behind, declared the name of holy war.

In other words, Duke and his men, who had just captured the kingdom's capital, were about to face a new enemy, the Genesis Church... But they were not strong enough, and after another day, the church's army showed signs of weakness.

"Our progress is impressive! Does that mean we'll be conquering the world soon? Looks like we can start the next phase of our plan now."

Duke pondered for a moment, then announced with a grin:

"Next, we're going to create a 'Crimson Lady' in this world!"

Chapter 170 The Stupid God

"The Church's army is at a huge disadvantage, its morale is low, it is fighting and retreating, it is caught in a dilemma, it has nowhere to retreat... The Church's army is fighting with its back to the wall, oh! This knightly order! The Church's knightly order has sounded the horn of counterattack, are they going to serve the Church?"

"Oh, the church army has fallen, then it's alright."

As it turns out, Duke's jinxing was far less accurate than that of a certain professional commentator... or rather, aside from gacha pulls in mobile games, he was incredibly lucky in everything else. After all, he wasn't tough enough; he couldn't reach professional levels in so many extreme sports, his luck only lasting until that final challenge before his death.

After transmigrating, Duke's luck became even more extraordinary. He often won when making risky decisions in the witch game, and even his only weakness in his previous life, gacha, was compensated for by the witch conquest system.

"However, if you walk by the river often, you're bound to get your shoes wet." Duke recalled his accident in his previous life and said with some emotion, "All luck is a repayment for the past and an overdraft for the future. If possible, I think it's best not to rely too much on luck."

Amber glanced at him and said irritably, "You're lucky you're still here waiting to die?"

"Cough... This has nothing to do with luck, it's a question of whether I'm courting death or not."

Duke's lips twitched slightly, and he said somewhat awkwardly.

He didn't hide his situation and told Amber and the others the truth: his heart had just been ripped out by Talia outside, and his body, without a heart, was waiting to die. His soul was able to leave his body and enter this dream because of his prior arrangements.

However, even though everything is going according to Duke's plan, the time his soul can leave his body is limited. If his soul doesn't return to his body soon, he will definitely die.

This fact infuriated Amber, Anne, and Joan, who then stopped holding back on the battlefield.

Duke had assumed Annie would be relatively calmer, since she could understand and resonate with his way of thinking, and she was also a necromancer with few limits.

"It's alright. If your body dies, I'll just make you a new one. Don't worry, I'll do my best to restore your stunning beauty and enhance your sexual abilities. No need to thank me, after all, I'll need these features in the future, darling."

Duke had expected this guy to say something like that.

But no, Anne seemed even more agitated than Amber.

Because of her unconditional trust in Duke, Amber was able to maintain basic composure and convince herself that "Duke must have his own plans." However, after learning that Duke's "days were numbered," Annie disregarded everything and went berserk, unleashing a calamity of the undead on the battlefield.

The rapid progress of the battle is inseparable from Anne's rampage, as well as Amber and Joan's accelerated pace.

Amber's groundbreaking spatial magic, Annie's necromantic calamity, Joan's hypnosis of key figures, and the Apostle Revelation, a humanoid nuclear bomb known as the Sleeping Beauty Game's Little Light Treasure, directly shattered the Church Army's battle lines.

It took them three days to defeat the king's army, but only two days to reach the pope.

Joan hypnotized the Pope and spent half a day directly converting him into a believer of the Aphasic, abandoning the original corrupt, ignorant, and backward Genesis Church (referring to the cunning and treacherous Goddess of Genesis who would not normally respond to prayers) and embracing the Aphasic Faith (referring to the honest, easily deceived, and foolishly divine Aphasic who would directly invoke God upon prayer).

In just five and a half days, they conquered most of the world, and the remaining few relatively small principalities must be trembling in fear.

Even though they had conquered most of the world at top speed, Duke still felt that their actions were not fast enough.

The flow of time in dreams is clearly different from that in reality, which is why he was certain his body could be saved. Duke didn't know the exact ratio of time flow, but he had a premonition that the limit was approaching.

"Six days is the final deadline, six and a half days might be the limit, right?"

This is what Duke told him about the subtle connection between his soul and his physical existence.

"So without further ado, we need to quickly create a 'Crimson Lady' and then hold a grand summoning ceremony in this world."

The principle is as follows.

From Joan, Duke understood why Talia was able to summon a divine avatar to hold off Lady Scarlet, and even learned from her the standard ritual and details of sacrificial prayers.

It could be said that this mute believer was as devoted as a double agent.

Duke once asked her, "Aren't you a believer in the mute? Doesn't it make you feel uncomfortable to make fun of the god you believe in like this?"

When Duke asked her question, she replied, "What's there to feel bad about? I'm developing followers for my god in the Witch Game, and I've even created an apostle! He's probably overjoyed! The one who's against me is Talia, the great mute who doesn't care if her followers fight amongst themselves."

What a magnanimous (because he's brainless) deity!

With Duke's words of lament, they spent another half a day preparing the necessary items for the sacrificial ceremony, creating a fake "Crimson Lady," and then, at midnight on the sixth day, began the sacrifice and summoning.

"Great mute one, my God, my Lord!"

The ceremony was presided over by the apostle, who has now replaced the original pope and become the most authoritative religious leader in this dream.

"We have encountered an unprecedentedly powerful enemy, the nemesis of God!"

The seed of miracle sprouted in the soil, and with Joan's help, the power belonging to Lady Scarlet was born in the world of dreams.

Dreams are inherently an abstract force, and within them, even the most absurd things can potentially come true. This grand dream, involving so many people and possessing such a solid structure, left Joan somewhat at a loss. However, after Lady Faye gave Duke the seed of power, she finally regained the ability to act recklessly within the dream world.

"Please unleash your power, please fight against that heretic called 'Scarlet'."

Duke had initially thought that they had only conquered most of the world and that there weren't enough aphasic converts to their faith, so their strength might not be enough. But now it seems... it's just right, surprisingly.

After all, the mute was a truly stupid god. His ascension to godhood was just an accident, and the price of becoming a god was losing the ability to think.

Please save us!

Then, the deity's avatar appeared before Duke and the others. Its power was almost identical to that of the avatar outside. It had always spared no effort in dealing with the mute people when dealing with Lady Scarlet. What appeared before Duke and the others at this moment was a genuine, top-level deity's descent.

Chapter 171 The Seed of Miracle

Duke arrived in the dream on the fifth day.

This occurred slightly before they summoned the divine avatar.

“Sigh.” Joseph sighed, and said in a tone of deep resentment, “This job is really inhuman. If I can succeed, I will definitely ask Brother Duke for a fee.”

"But didn't you do a good job?" Xingyin, who was standing to the side, maintained her usual indifferent expression, but her tone carried a hint of encouragement. "At times like this, you should keep up the good work, right?"

"Are you some kind of inhuman overseer? Do you know how much mental pressure I'm under?" Joseph glared at Xingyin, his beard bristling. "I knew I shouldn't have saved you! You already had your memories back, you wouldn't have died if I had just left you alone!"

Perhaps because Hoshino and Gret were from other witch games, this dream didn't seem to have much effect on them, and they had already regained their memories before Joseph found them.

"I don't care," Xingyin shrugged. "But you'll definitely save Gret, won't you?"

"I can just take Gretel and leave you where we were before!"

"It's okay, I won't die anyway... The question is, can you bear to leave me alone?"

"If I had known you were this annoying back then, I definitely would have left you!"

"Pshaw, I don't believe it. You look like a nice old man."

"You're the old man! Your whole family are old men!"

"You two, stop arguing!" Princess Cake, who was following behind Joseph and Xingyin, quickly stepped in to mediate when she saw them arguing. "You should try to get along better!"

Xingyin spread her hands, while Joseph rolled his eyes and muttered, "She's clearly pretty, but why is her personality so unlovable? Sigh... I miss my fiancée!"

The quiet murmurs turned into loud complaints.

"Let's go, after all, time is limited."

So the three of them embarked on their journey again, and behind them lay a vast dream on the verge of collapse and a silent, deserted town.

The Duke's army, led by Duke and others, had not conquered almost all the territories that the three of them had traversed. Under Joseph's methods, the souls sleeping in the great dream in these places were gradually liberated. As for the dream itself, it was on the verge of collapse because the souls that built it disappeared one after another.

Duke's judgment was correct. Conquering most of the world was indeed not enough. The mute people in the floating city had already made it extremely difficult to extend their divine power to another dimension, let alone go any further and transmit it into this great dream.

There is only a chance if the believers who are speechless are spread throughout the entire dream.

As we all know, there are only two ways to achieve a goal. If Duke conquering the world is the orthodox way, then Joseph destroying the dream is the standard heretical method.

Conquering the world can make "the mute believers spread throughout the dream world," while destroying the world, making the dream world small enough, can also make "the mute believers spread throughout the dream world," allowing Him to enter the dream world.

……

Let's go back to midnight on the sixth day.

The mute's clone stood before Duke and the others. Before Him, a seed planted in the soil sprouted and grew at an astonishing speed. In just an instant, it transformed from a tiny seedling into a sturdy tree trunk, then blossomed and bore fruit, producing a golden fruit.

Finally, the golden fruit burst open, and the plant fibers twisted together, forming a human figure. Because its appearance was made of rough plant material, its features were not refined, and it was impossible to tell who it was from its appearance alone... But the moment Duke and the others saw it, they would think of someone.

Scarlet.

Its body contains genuine power, which comes from the seed given to Duke by the Witch of Miracles. This seed contains the power of Lady Scarlet; in other words, it is Lady Scarlet's clone, or Lady Scarlet's child.

Clearly, the mute thought so too, and without hesitation, it launched an attack on the crimson clone in front of it. The crimson plant clone did not intend to sit idly by and wait to be killed. Just like the crimson lady herself, it began to fight back.

For a time, the battle between the gods outside the dream world continued into the dream world, and none of the mortals watching were qualified to intervene.

Neither Anne, Joan, Amber, nor the apostles or divine revelation could work.

They heeded Duke's words and, once the legendary battle against the gods (a low-budget version) began, quickly moved away from their original positions, creating a safe distance. This dream world was probably no match for the two of them.

The plant's crimson hue isn't particularly strong, but the mute is a genuine divine being descended from heaven; His mere existence is enough to overwhelm this dream.

No matter how stable it is, it is just an illusion, a dream. Before long, this dream that affects all living beings in the entire alternate dimension will be shattered.

And in doing so, the countdown to the world's destruction will begin.