After passing the trial of the Royal City Duo, they finally arrived at the room guarded by the duo.

In the painting world version of Yanor Londo, this room contains the image of the Undead Man shooting the Sunshine Princess Gwen Ivia with an arrow, an altar for establishing the covenant "Princess Guardian," and several auxiliary types of miracles.

But it's different here.

A huge treasure chest... No, it's the Sunshine Princess Gwen Ivia lying right in front of everyone, gazing at them with gentle eyes!

Although everyone present had seen the image of the Sunshine Princess, when this goddess of beauty, with a stature capable of arm-wrestling Latan, appeared before them, they couldn't help but express their genuine admiration.

What those admiring thoughts were, however, is unknown.

Everyone who had seen the image knew that the Sunshine Princess before them was just a phantom, a mascot created by the Shadow Sun Gwendolin to cover the decline of the Royal City.

But no one dared to be disrespectful towards this phantom, as the consequence of daring to swing a blade at the phantom of the Sunshine Princess would be for the entire Yanor Londo to fall into darkness, and everyone present would suffer the wrath of the Shadow Sun.

Once, an adventurer with a whimsical thought led his arch-enemy here, deliberately breaking the Sunshine Princess' phantom to trap his foe heavily. This counterproductive method of sacrificing a thousand to kill a thousand sparked wide discussion at the time.

What kind of bored person would do such a thing...

Since the map of Yanor Londo has changed on Scameroon's side, changes elsewhere are also expected.

For instance, the Sunshine Princess here suddenly spoke to everyone present.

"Undead heroes. My name is Ge Wei Aiweiya, also the daughter of King Gwyn, the Sunshine Princess."

When the Sunshine Princess spoke, people widened their eyes in surprise.

Then everyone simultaneously pulled out their Image Stones to record this precious moment.

"Since my father embarked on the Fire Transmission, I have been waiting for you, awaiting you, the Undead Warrior who passes the trial."

With the Sunshine Princess's words, the Royal Artifact manifested before everyone's eyes, explaining the reaction of the crowd just now.

Now, as the Royal Artifact revealed, Gwen Ivia continued her words.

"I want to give you the Royal Artifact and beseech you to agree to one thing."

"Please become the successor of King Gwyn and inherit the world's fire." 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"In this way, I believe the night of humanity will come to an end, and no more undead will appear."

Although anticipated, when these words were truly uttered by someone with the Sunshine Princess' status, Fingerley couldn't help but stand tall.

This was the legendary sense of mission involvement, and he now wanted to pick up the Royal Artifact and transmit fire immediately!

However, not everyone reacted the same way. For instance, Bara twitched his mouth and pointed at himself, saying:

"Am I supposed to transmit fire too?"

He was terrified of getting burned by flames, and unfortunately, there were plenty of fire-using monsters in the Sain Dungeon, which was too incompatible with him.

"Is Fire Transmission a slow burn or an instant incineration?" Matilda asked her question too.

Slow simmering and fast boiling are completely different concepts, indeed.

If they could meet Gwyn, they must ask what transmitting fire feels like.

"Why are you thinking about those kinds of questions at such a legendary moment..."

Fingerley felt his sense of involvement was utterly ruined by these people's wild imaginations, making him rather stifled inside.

"Of course, I would choose to transmit fire."

Aside from any deeper meanings, doesn't this act feel extremely cool?

When his hand touched the Royal Artifact, the dull artifact suddenly shone with golden light, enveloping everyone.

The light brought a warm feeling, as if the whole world became warm and bright.

"Even as heroes, the fire transmission must be a tough, harsh trial."

The Sunshine Princess's voice suddenly became ethereal, as if gradually drifting away.

"Yet we have felt the brightness and warmth of the fire, understanding the endless cycle of life."

"If the world's fire is lost, what remains will be cold darkness and fear."

"We must ensure the flame is passed on."

As the Sunshine Princess's voice disappeared, people opened their eyes, only to find themselves in a familiar place — the Fire Transmission Ceremony.

Before them was the World Snake Furaamte, staring at them.

"So, we were directly sent to the Fire Transmission Ceremony?" Fingerley's eyelids twitched as he let out a sorrowful sound:

"This is terrible, because I was too looking forward to what changes the Sunshine Princess's room would have, I haven't even explored around here properly, not to mention there was a treasure chest I haven't opened yet!"

Will I need to fight the Royal City Duo again if I go back next time...

Just thinking about it made him somewhat uncomfortable.

Matilda suddenly noticed a round mark appeared on her hand, slightly emitting a divine light under her gaze, looking quite beautiful.

Scanning the crowd around, she found that everyone had such marks on the back of their hands.

A piece of information surfaced in her mind:

[When a huge soul is nearby, you can use the mark to awaken the Royal Artifact and fill it with souls]

How considerate of Sain, carrying such a large Royal Artifact would undoubtedly be quite ungraceful.

"This guy seems to have something to say." Fingerley's call turned everyone's attention to Furaamte.

"You've actually brought the Royal Artifact back; excellent, very good! Then, I, Furaamte, shall bestow the next mission to you future kings!"

Can future kings really be referred to as "these"? Doesn't that seem too many... Matilda thought to herself.

"To inherit King Gwyn's position, one must fill the Royal Artifact with great souls."

"However, due to that king's soul being conspicuous and massive... Therefore, those who can fill the Royal Artifact with a soul are very few."

"These include kings with important souls like Gwyn: Tomb King Nite and the Izalith Witch."

Furaamte mentioned two highly significant figures.

I knew, sooner or later, I'd end up fighting all the characters appearing in the images! Fingerley got excited all at once.

The Izalith Witch sounds very adept with flame, I dare not, Bara shook his head.

"And those who divided Gwyn's soul, the various kings of Little Longdu, and the former ally of the great king — the White Dragon Heath."

"To fill the Royal Artifact, you'll need these souls."

Now all the characters that appeared in the first images within the Sain Dungeon have been listed for subjugation.

"Are we supposed to kill all these?"

Ceder pushed his glasses, and even under the gloves' cover, a slight tremble was discernible.

Last year, Gwyn, Nite, Heath, and the like were still deemed the supreme gods, comparable to creators of the world, who mortal beings would never think of surpassing.

Yet in just a year, these figures in Furaamte's words abruptly turned into targets awaiting subjugation.

This sudden twist made people somewhat unprepared.

"For the followers of Gwyn, Nite, and others, this is truly blasphemous," Fingerley cracked his knuckles fiercely, "But I am a believer in Gwendolin, so there's no problem at all!"

"Let's head out and find people to hunt these four targets right away, I want to lead the race, let's go!"

A moment later.

"You say you've already taken down the Four Kings of Little Londo?"

"Yes."

Dal, gazing at the stunned Fingerley, said:

"Want to take a look together? Can we borrow your Royal Artifact?"