Game Transmigration: Saving the World Again 1000 Years Later



After seeing the man who shouldn't have appeared here at this moment with Her own eyes, Camilla's originally calm eyes rippled with considerable emotions. She couldn't help but raise Her hand that was covered in countless floating totems and point at the mortal named Calamity. She couldn't hide Her surprise and said, "How are you…"

"I don't think you'll ask boring questions like 'how are you here?'" William calmly interrupted the other party's question and slowly lowered the Ironstone Oath in his hand.

The effect of these provocative words was as he had expected. In the blink of an eye, the Void Sovereign's divine descent restored Her calmness. Camilla slowly lowered Her hand that was pointing at William and grabbed at the void. An exaggerated, dilapidated dark-green sickle was held in Her hand. Then, She drew neat arcs in midair.

"I don't deny that I'm a little surprised to see you here again. After all, there should be a limit no matter how persistent you are. Among the mortals I know, you're the only one as difficult to deal with as a shadow… It's been more than a thousand years. Can't you die like a normal mortal without a fuss?"

Holding the huge sickle in Her hand, the Rotten Goddess replied in an extremely calm tone. As the sickle in Her hand moved, the conference hall began to fill with a rotten and sweet aura that was like the breathing of a dying old man. This was a sign that the surrounding space was gradually beginning to turn into the Moon Realm as Her strength extended.

"Such an evaluation… I'll take it that as a compliment," William shrugged and replied without stopping the other party.

"You can't be naive enough to think that just returning to the history I created can stop the irrefutable fate of Currere, right?"

Faced with William's sarcastic mockery, Camilla couldn't help but raise her tone. With Her as the center, the surrounding stone slabs began to age and decay rapidly. Sticky fungi and mold gradually clung to the floor and walls of the hall.

The boundary between Currere and the Moon Realm began to blur across the entire space, making the latter gradually turn into Camilla's corrupt domain. In this domain, Her authority as a deity would be manifested.

"But to be honest, I don't care who supported you in returning to this timeline. Be it Beatrice, Aiur, Zamara, Charlotte, or even that annoying Valk… No matter who's backing you, it won't change today's outcome."

Camilla turned Her gaze to the Ironstone Heart in William's hand. It was that thing, the Origin of the Moon that She had sacrificed the Unborn Fetus to destroy, that brought the Calamity back to this timeline… But then, a huge contradiction appeared.

The Ironstone Oath should have been destroyed by him—Aiur's lament that echoed in the Moon Realm was the best evidence.

Unless…

"Could it be that what you're holding isn't the Ironstone Oath Aiur gave you back then?"

Camilla narrowed Her eyes and, after confirming Her advantage from unleashing Her domain in the hall, asked.

William didn't reply. She took it as a tacit agreement.

A few seconds after staring at the Ironstone Oath thoughtfully, the confusion on Camilla's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of realization. Then, She asked, "I roughly understand… So this is what gives you the confidence to face me alone?"

William was puzzled by the Void Sovereign's reaction. He didn't understand what the Void Sovereign had figured out. If William didn't consider his background as a gamer, even he didn't know how to explain the fact that he had two Ironstone Oaths.

William didn't know how to continue the conversation when the other party suddenly looked at him as if She 'understood.'

"Even the original fragments of creation can exist in plural form in your hands… It's no wonder that dark fellow, Aiur, trusts you so much. If it were you, you might really have a chance of obtaining the complete Precept," the Goddess of Corruption continued.

If you hadn't come here to die today…

Without finishing Her sentence, Camilla paused for a moment before raising Her sickle and pointing it at William.

"But since you've already done this, I'll give you the qualifications to challenge me as you wish. I know your combat style, so I'll give you plenty of time to make preparations. Before you say begin, I'll…"

"There's no need," William tersely rejected the other party's 'generosity.'

With that said, he slowly walked down from the platform where the Withering Throne was placed with the help of a magical medium.

"No need?"

"Yes, there's no need."

After confirming it again, Camilla revealed a puzzled expression for the second time.

"Why? If you want to stop my rebirth ritual, this is your last chance. Although I don't think your preparations can affect the final outcome, they're still meaningful to you, right?"

the Goddess of Corruption, who had already assumed a combat posture, asked in confusion.

"You've misunderstood why I'm here, Camilla. I'm not here to stop your rebirth ritual."

As William spoke, he walked to Greed, who was hanging up like a roasted duck, and looked at it with interest. The latter looked back at him with pleading eyes.

"Calamity… No, Presiding Judge William, can you put me down…"

William watched as the Demon General, who was designed based on the stereotypical image of a fat merchant, was suspended high in the air. He couldn't help but think of something.

"To be honest, this image of yours is quite suitable to be hung like this."

With that said, he used the hand holding the Ironstone Oath to touch the chain that hung Greed. Under the effect of its strength, the chain instantly crumbled and turned into countless iron fragments that scattered. The hoisted fellow regained its freedom.

Greed landed steadily on the ground. It bared its teeth and moved its arms as it thanked him repeatedly. Then, it hurriedly asked the question it was most concerned about,

"Then… Sir William, according to your previous conditions, has our contract…"

"First Contract has been completed. Of course, you can leave at any time. However, the prerequisite is that the Lady of Starvation is willing to open a door in Her domain and let you go. Of course, it's not just you. There are also some others who were pulled in here," William nodded and replied.

"Wh…"

The calm expression on Greed's face froze. William took this opportunity to retrieve the arrow named Karma from it and continued,

"Moreover, don't worry. The Lady of Starvation will be very happy to do so."

Camilla's expression turned a little gloomy. She lowered Her tone and asked with a hint of threat, "Why would I be happy to do this?"

"Because this is a condition I plan on raising… I won't stop you from completing the rebirth ritual. On the contrary, I'll use my Precepts to help you complete the rebirth so that your true body can descend in Currere. My condition is to let Floral Kane leave alive. In addition, let me meet Nehe one last time. I know that the memories that carry his personality are definitely still in your custody. Your relationship with your children can't be severed by death."

William's answer made Camilla sneer.

"Yes, you're right, but do you really think I'll believe you? You, the Moon Realm Calamity, refused to become the 13th Void Sovereign over half a year ago. Now, you're willing to cooperate with the Moon Realm just to see your former comrade one last time and even help another Void Sovereign step into Currere? When did you become so sensible?"

William shook his head and replied calmly, "You've misunderstood something. I'm not letting you step into Currere because I want to collude with the Moon Realm. To be honest, I'm a little fed up with you guys using Void Salt Crystals to create a substitute when entering Currere. After being beaten to death, your main bodies shrink far away. Helping your main body step into Currere this time allows me to do it once and for all."

This time, Camilla sneered even louder.

"You're saying that you want to rely on yourself to kill a deity that can't be killed? Do you know that this has never happened since creation?"

The body occupied by the Lady of Starvation was laughing until She was out of breath as She mocked intermittently.

William shrugged and said, "There's always a first time."