Dad, Please Let Me Be Your One-and-Only! Chapter 368

As a result, she lost the need to flee.

But a certain Archbishop, who had been relentlessly pursuing it and was driven to a frenzy, clearly did not see it that way, and it came with an imposing force that covered the dome.

Its enormous body, like a swarm of bees, contained the flesh and blood of hundreds of thousands of people. Its crown, covered in rust, hung high above its head, and its countless mycelia, hanging down like thorns, contained tens of thousands of resurrected corpses.

Rafe's "pupil" was filled with spores and mist. He looked down at the earth, sneered arrogantly, and uttered cold words. Every word shook the entire Selo City and stirred up a storm that shattered the distant sea waves.

"Has the ignorant [Witch] finally given up on her pointless escape?"

"How foolish, how ridiculous! Millions in this city have been infected with the plague because of you, none of them have received the grace of our Lord, and millions of wronged souls resent your arrival."

The Archbishop grew increasingly delighted as he spoke, silently weaving a cocoon that covered the surrounding space like a spider about to pounce, and continued maliciously:

"You failed to save anyone, and so many innocent people died because of you. You failed [Witch], wallow in regret and despair, and hate this weakness that no one can protect."

Before the words had even finished, the authority belonging to [Nairgal] was finally elevated to the conceptual level amidst the immense calamity. The entire city of Sero melted into the fog of plague, transforming into a domain that would submerge the entire sea.

If the Dragon Witch were here, she would immediately realize that the power this Archbishop possessed came from the terrifying forbidden zone that she had barely managed to suppress after activating [Great Full Bloom].

Even the slightest touch can cause an incurable disease, even for a sentient being.

In the Historical Echo, the authority of all bishops has been amplified by the Disaster God. Now, Rafe is powerful enough to use his authority to devour the Magical Girl's [Full Bloom] and implant intractable diseases.

Xie Qingxuan looked at the ugly monster. Her excessively beautiful features remained as indifferent as ever. Her dark eyes stared ahead, their focus shifting, filled with disdain for the other party.

The girl's existence was like a silent deep sea, so profound and so lifeless. [Titan's Authority] continuously erased the concept of existence around her. She faced the Archbishop's power head-on with her blade, like a reef that stood firm in a tsunami.

This thing is so boring.

The cross in Xie Qingxuan's pupils was swallowed by the abyss-like blackness. She looked at the body covered with "threads" in every corner and waved her hand casually.

Thus, the existence of space briefly vanished, and a wisp of pitch-black magic, like a shooting star, pierced through the vast sea of fog with abstract acceleration in an abstract and chaotic region devoid of physical concepts, traversing thousands of kilometers and severing half of the Cero.

The entire scene was completely silent until the power of the blurred space was withdrawn, and the dark magic that had rushed to the end was exhausted, flashing its last afterglow and blooming with a dazzling light, like a giant cross.

At this point, space shattered, twisted, became chaotic and contradictory, generating an exaggerated energy of nuclear explosion, infinitely stretching and expanding the cross drawn by the dark magic, causing the entire Sero, corrupted by disease, to be pulverized in an instant amidst the roar of black and white, becoming history.

Before the Archbishop could even think, he was pulled into the exaggerated explosion. His body, as dangerous and terrifying as a boss, evaporated like melted butter in a world twisted into black and white.

Xie Qingxuan vanished into nothingness, standing in the shattered harbor, ignoring the surging tsunami behind her and the violent tremors emanating from the continental spine. She looked at the cross-shaped fireworks display she had created with her own hands, her eyes indifferent.

The true use of the Titan's Authority is never to brutally diminish the existence of the enemy and oneself, but to pinpoint weaknesses, trigger a chain reaction, and lead to the desired outcome.

Chu Yuanqing's assistance granted her the ability to micromanage existence within the ideal world.

Xie Qingxuan glanced at the gossip still being compiled inside the Alchemy Crystal.

The Imperial Times, clearly having gotten carried away with writing with Chu Yuanqing's permission, has gone so far as to speculate on how many times Lucy Tiffany has sex with her Golden Haired Doggy in a day, and has even started analyzing in short essays who is the top and who is the bottom.

Even more extreme, some have begun to imagine a classic "cremation scene" unfolding, featuring a sickly, wicked young lady and a slave-like, beast-eared princess.

On the other hand, the bombshell news that "Aisha Faith publicly opposes the marriage" also caused a huge uproar, making people wonder if these people had been having Silver Party together.

While Xie Qingxuan was browsing the Magic Net,

The Selo City been engulfed by the overlapping and intersecting seismic waves. The explosion was so massive that it thinned the nearby continental plate to a visible thickness. As the surging tsunami swept in, all that remained before our eyes was an endless expanse of blue waves, occasionally dotted with ruins.

But those few strands of viscous mycelium that spread and intertwined in the seawater, multiplying and expanding, slowly outlining a strange human figure, silently proclaimed that the bishop was not yet dead.

Xie Qingxuan was not surprised.

Although she didn't remember [Nairgal]'s specific abilities, the amplification from [Titan's Authority] put her vision in a strange, elevated state, allowing her to see the singularity that constitutes all things in the world and to perceive that the other party had not disappeared.

Rafe's mind is chaotic; it inherited [Nairgal]'s authority over the plague and can regard the lives it has infected as beacons, regenerating itself at will within them.

In the Historical Echo, the Disaster God was not suppressed by [Pure White], and even amplified this power to the point that as long as there is a trace of germ in the air, it can be used as an anchor point to arbitrarily revive.

In other words, it was almost instantly killed by this [Witch]?

The bishop of the Filth Cult fell into deep thought, and was greatly shocked. He sneered, outwardly controlling the human form and continuing to utter harsh words, while inwardly controlling the mycelium, sweeping up the wreckage in the ruins, transforming it into the concept of plague, merging it into himself, and flowing along the vortex to other places.

Even when it entered the ideal state, it brought many resurrection coins (believers) with it, so it wasn't afraid of actually dying.

The key point is that if the main body were to truly die, all these accumulated remains would be lost, resulting in a significant reduction in strength.

At this moment, in Rafe's eyes, Xie Qingxuan had evolved from a promising new generation star into Captain-Class was deliberately baiting him; there was absolutely no need for Rafe to fight him to the death.

Once their supreme ruler officially resides on the Fanor Continent, these Archbishop will naturally receive more blessings, and the power of their authority will increase hundreds of times.

This kind of advancement is equivalent to directly ascending from a legend to a saint, which is unmatched even in the most prosperous Emperor era of mankind!

After all, apart from that Emperor, there were only three oaths and three sages who possessed saintly Combat Power comparable to demigods. On the other hand, the Cult of Disaster Gods had a total of thirteen bishops, creating a gap of more than double. How could they possibly lose? They won by a huge margin!

Rafe this thought in mind, even the humiliation of his defeat and escape transformed into a detached indifference. He figured the other party would be sacrificed to the great Lord sooner or later, so he might as well hunt down the other easier-to-bully [Witch] first.

Xie Qingxuan's dark eyes focused on the illusory dimension, looking at the ubiquitous, intertwined lines. Completely ignoring the incessantly chattering, eerie humanoid figure, she softly said:

"Personality, body, memory, soul, remains, authority..."

"These parts that make up 'you' are all products of stitching together different pieces of corpse. The gaps between them are too large, making them so fragile that they are full of flaws."

Xie Qingxuan crouched down and used her slender fingertips to draw a small cross in the seawater. The silken threads reflected in her pupils snapped, and the illusory human figure before her shattered. She continued calmly, stating:

"Therefore, no matter how far you escape, as long as these connecting threads are pulled, you will still fall apart."

As soon as he finished speaking, Rafe, carrying a large number of wrecked remains, fled with the underwater currents to a place a hundred miles away. Suddenly, he heard the roar of his soul. His consciousness became chaotic for a moment, and he felt waves of intense pain.

A flood of jumbled memories resurfaced, and he seemed to return to his childhood, being held and lulled to sleep by his mother. Suddenly, he found himself at a bustling street corner, remembering his longing for a happy future...

Zars, Rafe, Ron, Joseph, Ariel—so many familiar yet unfamiliar names, swirling and whispering in my consciousness, stirring the threads of existence that reminded me of the ceremony held by the Filthy Cult to elect a bishop.

On that day, after hundreds of people were killed, they were forcibly mixed and merged under the control of a Calamity Beasts, which allowed them to bear a few strands of [Nairgal]'s authority.

In the end, Rafe, who had been "reborn," devoutly devoured the flesh and blood of the corpses on the scene, and together with the Calamity Beasts under the enemy's command, he became the Archbishop who led the Cult of Filth.

Xie Qingxuan couldn't bypass [Nairgal's] protection and directly split the bishop's soul into hundreds of pieces, but she could briefly awaken his original personality by elevating the self-existence of those soul fragments.

For the bishops, who needed to rely on the whole to bear the authority of the Disaster God, this was nothing short of an internal power struggle that could lead to destruction.

Xie Qingxuan walked on the clear sea, and she did nothing else.

Death has arrived as expected.

At this moment, as the soul shook and collapsed, the unbearable power of the Disaster God began to run rampant. The mycelium beneath the sea melted like ice and snow, spreading across the Fanor Continent. The filthy cultists who were on their missions also exploded one after another like fireworks.

Because they treated their followers as a form of resurrection, the corrupt religious sects that had infiltrated the ideal state were uprooted and completely annihilated.

Even outside believers, if they have the plague implanted by Rafe, will die over time.

Xie Qingxuan summoned the Incinerating Nightmare Wolf from its Poké Ball, cast Levitate on it, and lay down on the soft-furred dog. She raised the Alchemy Crystal to the sky and called Qing Bao again.

This time the call connected very quickly.

Chu Yuanqing was hiding in a lounge at the Saint Roland Academy. Her delicate and aloof features exuded a serious and solemn air, and her fair skin still retained an alluring blush, making Xie Qingxuan regret that the Alchemy Crystal didn't have a screenshot button.

After confirming the Golden Haired Doggy's safety, the Pure White Witch looked at its fluffy ears, couldn't help but pout her pink lips, and said "cute" before continuing to ask:

"Are you alright now? Who found you?"

Xie Qingxuan frankly said:

"It's alright, it was just a bishop who worshipped [Nairgal]."

"He had too many weaknesses, he was very incompetent, and we killed him without much effort."

Chu Yuanqing was somewhat surprised, but not unexpected. In the first playthrough, apart from himself, Xie Qingxuan, who was given the title of Demon King by the Constellation Consciousness, was the supreme ruler of T1.

After all, whether it's Liuli or Yayoi, their blessing abilities are more supportive; one has maxed out defense and time reversal, while the other is essentially just a "blacksmith."

As for Charlotte, she lost because her personality wasn't suited for combat, and because her [Funeral Procession] was too extreme. Even if she used her ultimate skill, she might not be able to take down Disaster God, but she would most likely be able to take down this Worldline.

Thinking of this, Chu Yuanqing felt sad again.

According to the details Charlotte recalled for her, if the [Solar Era] hadn't been bound to the Stellar Core, the other party wouldn't have needed to use such clumsy methods to swap the karma between herself and the Disaster God, resulting in mutual destruction.

With a little more development, sooner or later we'll be able to reach the level where we can fight the Disaster God head-on.

Therefore, as long as Xiao Xuan remembers some of her past applications of blessing, plus the buff given by "Lucy Tiffany", even if there are any of the thirteen bishops who can defeat her, they cannot kill her, and it is normal for them to be killed in return.

The Pure White Witch's eyes were unfocused. She stared blankly for a long time before finally breaking free from the melancholy of still not being able to recall Xie Qingxuan, and said with a smile:

"I also killed a bishop, so there should be eleven left in the ideal state."

"Xiao Xuan, the power you've been blessed with should last for a few more days, based on the Imperial Times' coverage. Before the Disaster Tide submerges most of the territory, you should join the hunt targeting the bishops, just like the other Captain-Class Witch."

That's right, the power that the boost gives to [Titan's Authority] is time-limited. Not to mention how many people will have the time to pay attention to gossip as the Disaster Tide intensifies, the fame created by gossip is ultimately very superficial.

Unless Chu Yuanqing actually marries the other party in public one day, the weight of this relationship will soon drop as attention decreases.

Xie Qingxuan's pretty face was expressionless, but her ears twitched in disappointment, and her tail drooped on her round thighs. Her dark eyes, like those of a deer, stared straight at Qing Bao without saying a word.

Chu Yuanqing felt extremely guilty under her gaze. It wasn't right to use Xuan Bao as a laborer, especially since the other party clearly wanted to go back to Saint Roland to find him.

The Pure White Witch hesitated for a moment, then pursed her pink lips shyly, trying hard to maintain a serious expression, and whispered:

"The situation is quite tense right now. Once we've driven away all the Cult of Disaster Gods, I will give Xiao Xuan the compensation she deserves."

Xie Qingxuan blinked, her expression unchanged, but her tail couldn't help wagging, like a puppy tempted by a treat—it was quite adorable. She nodded and said:

"Transaction complete."

"I'll be looking forward to Xiao Qing's compensation."

Volume 1: 342. Lucy Tiffany, you have no idea how great the Emperor is. (5K)

Chu Yuanqing chatted with the Golden Haired Doggy for a while, resisting the urge to call Xuan Bao back to Saint Roland and frantically stroke its ears and tail. He then hung up the phone and began thinking about making amends.

Although it's really inappropriate to say this, if the object is Xiao Xuan, the compensation would inevitably take a suggestive turn. Fortunately, after being forced to attend a few music parties, she has become much more immune to this kind of thing.

As long as Xiao Xuan doesn't suggest any strange play, it's like giving us an extra day to Magic Replenishment time, so there's no big problem.

The Pure White Witch's face turned serious. She decided to temporarily ignore these strange thoughts. She glanced at the Alchemy Crystal, and after confirming that no one had sent any messages, she took out all the potions that Lucy Tiffany had placed in her storage ring.

Then, a wisp of silver light, like a blade, severed everything, and a large amount of energy, along with herbs, spices, and complex aromas, filled the entire lounge.

Chu Yuanqing slit his wrist, and a stream of bright red Quicksilver Blood, like a swarm of snakes, devoured the magic potion worth tens of millions of gold coins. A large amount of energy and Magic Element was instantly converted into Quicksilver Blood.

Finally, in less than a minute, they surged into the body of the Pure White Witch, feeding back all the transformed magic to the deepest part of her soul, watering this flower of the heart, and giving birth to new characteristics.

Is it just a drop in the ocean?

"As expected, it's okay to rely on it to Magic Replenishment, but for watering the Soul Flower, the most efficient methods are still Shining, Willpower, and the magical power that Magical Girl naturally recover with their will."

Chu Yuanqing reached a conclusion, but was not disappointed. He continued to deduce:

"However, increasing the quantity should accelerate the process from [Lighting Up] to [Flower Bloom], similar to Yayoi's experience, and it has value worth promoting."

"Hmm, I just don't know if the batch of potions I gave Xiao Xuan will be enough for her to [Flower Bloom]."

With that thought in mind, she glanced at the bank account on the Alchemy Crystal.

Lucy Tiffany developed many alchemical techniques for the Empire, including the Heavenly Kingdom Sequence puppets alone, which earned her billions in research funding every year. All things considered, she could definitely be called a super-rich woman.

This is thanks to the Divine Sentient Body's emphasis on alchemists, intellectual property, and the development of civilization.

Even without the support of the Tiffany Family, her status was extremely prestigious. She was a special-class citizen who had received a sacred badge, possessing various privileges that placed her above ordinary nobles. Even if she violated imperial laws, she would be unconditionally exempt from the death penalty.

At the same time, she can enjoy a 90% discount on any purchase made in any state-owned enterprise, with the price difference deducted entirely from the taxes levied on citizens by the Magic Net and the Heavenly Machine Engineering.

So, let's try buying out all the potions in the Saint Roland Merchant Guild's inventory first, and then distribute them to the Little Idol.

And this is one of the most practical benefits in the ideal world.

After the Historical Echo away, most of the material they leave behind will vanish into nothingness.

Among them, only items favored by the obsession with civilization and having a strong bond with oneself have a chance of being taken out; this can be regarded as a blessing received by the "cleared player".

In addition, the energy substances absorbed and digested inside can be taken out, avoiding the predicament of absorbing Magic Element here, completing [Flower Bloom], and then falling back to [Lighting Up] after leaving.

From this perspective, it becomes clear that both "Lucy Tiffany" and "Aisha Faith" are identities granted by the Planet Consciousness.

This identity alone, with its family resources and imperial benefits, is enough to support more than three thousand Magical Girl. It's like having a max-level account to carry you through the game at the start, making everything you do twice as efficient.

It would be even better if the rats from the Cult of Disaster Gods weren't causing trouble.

Thinking of this, Chu Yuanqing felt a headache coming on. According to Russell's memory, half of the three oaths and three tower masters had already been corrupted.

In other words, even if the Imperial Council is activated now, it won't be able to gather enough Oath Rings, and it won't be able to use the authority of the Divine Sentient Body to protect the Fanor Continent and annihilate the Black Tide.

This situation is tantamount to having the nuclear weapons switch locked before going to war with a superpower.

The backup "nuclear weapon"—the Arbitrator—must meet a series of regulations in order to wield the authority of the Divine Sentient Body.

Although the Black Tide cannot produce a legendary Calamity Beasts in the short term, a comparison of the high-end Combat Power of both sides reveals that it is at a huge disadvantage.

Half of the legends of the Calembert Empire have been turned against them, plus eleven Archbishop who are still being strengthened by the Disaster God, and many extraterrestrial gods who have been temporarily strengthened into legends by divine authority, making a total of at least twenty.

The Historical Echo that have been unleashed in this Utopia have included four Captain-Class Witch who have entered the country. They are currently scattered throughout the world, and we haven't found them all yet, so there's simply not enough time to gather them all together.