Game Transmigration: Saving the World Again 1000 Years Later

"Nothing. I just remembered something from the past."

William immediately controlled his expression and replied solemnly,

Speaking of the past, William felt that he had to reflect on his previous state of mind.

Wasn't it just a Legendary and a few Master-level magic chanters?

Weren't they just ordinary enchanters who had undergone basic training and could enchant the sword with Sharpness and the shield with Fortress?

What was there to be excited about?

Back then, the enchanters who laid the Elementium Silver Circuit for the Twilight Fortress had to be at the Master level. It was nothing like him having to pick out the useful ones from their family workshops like now.

With this in mind, William immediately felt mixed emotions. In the end, he could only sigh and lament that times had changed.

Looking at the constantly changing expressions on William's face, the Crow Feather Prophet whispered, "Presiding Judge, we're only here to retrieve the soul fragment. I don't think that's too difficult for you, right?"

He was still very confident in the strength of the Presiding Judge. After all, he was a legendary figure that even the Father of the Crows had to address respectfully as the Presiding Judge. Having been able to snatch something from the Lord of Nightmare and retrieve the soul fragment, entering to retrieve the soul fragment would be a piece of cake.

Even if he faced Mania, who was once the strongest Demon General under Absurdity Jester, his chances of winning shouldn't be low.

William shook his head and said, "Now that you mention it, things are indeed a little troublesome."

It wouldn't be a problem for him to retrieve the fragment.

It wouldn't even be too troublesome to banish Mania.

However, if he wanted to protect all the enchanters, he had to consider how to deal with the aftermath.

He, Mania, and the tower guardian who was supported by the Astral Lighthouse.

To have three Divine Realm existences appear in such a tiny place, the entire fortress might be razed to the ground when everything came to an end despite one of them being insignificant.

Especially Demon Generals like Mania, who constantly caused intense mental damage to the surroundings when they fought. Perhaps after the battle was over, the enchanters and mages with weaker mental resistance in the fortress would go crazy.

Or should he think of a way to get those people out first?

William thought of a solution as he walked.

At this moment, the two of them were walking on an official road that was about five to six kilometers away from Blacklight City. If they were outside Thorn City, they would usually see scattered caravans, but outside Blacklight City, it was a desolate and silent scene.

As William walked, he even had the illusion that the city might be a dead city.

A dusty gale blew over. William straightened the collar of his coat and narrowed his eyes.

He suddenly thought of a problem.

Speaking of which, why was Mania imprisoned under this tower?

…

Viper Astral Lighthouse, Astral Observatory.

A star map of a meandering viper made of lapis lazuli was embedded at the end of the room. A fiery-red-haired woman sat in front of the star map and meditated.

Astral World magic power that crossed the Moon Realm constantly surged out of the star map before being restrained by this woman's spells and constantly circulated in the Astral Observatory.

Her mana circulation became faster and faster, and fine sweat constantly seeped out of the red-haired woman's forehead.

When it reached a certain threshold, the mana finally escaped her control and spread out of the tower, dissipating into the outside world before escaping Currere.

The woman opened her eyes and stopped. She couldn't help but sigh.

"How terrifying is the Divine Realm…"

With the authority as the Astral Lighthouse's tower guardian, the mana she could theoretically utilize in the Astral Lighthouse's support range was enough to reach the Divine Realm. However, her mind wasn't capable of controlling such a large amount of magic power. Forcing it was like a child waving a sharp blade randomly. It was easy to injure others and herself.

At this moment, the Astral Observatory's door opened, and an attendant mage wearing an embroidered robe with a viper pattern walked in.

The other party first bowed according to etiquette and said, "I'm sorry to disturb your training, but Thorn City sent another letter urging you about the Gift Church…"

"Don't send me those letters in the future. Just burn them."

She replied without hesitation and said impatiently, "Then, reply to the letter using the same response: I can't find the target he mentioned."

"Yes, m'lady…"

The attendant mage revealed a hesitant expression, but he finally agreed and prepared to leave.

However, he was stopped by the tower guardian.

"Wait, I feel like you have some misgivings about this matter?"

The attendant subconsciously shook his head at first, but when he saw that the other party's expression was still very calm, he replied hesitantly,

"M'lady, I just feel that it's better to investigate this matter. After all, I've never seen Thorn City urge us like this."

The red-haired woman replied, "Do you know how many similar Moon Realm worship parishes there are outside the fortress in Blacklight City? If we investigate them one by one, do you know how much manpower and material resources are needed? Today is the Gift Church, tomorrow it's the Blessing Church, and the day after tomorrow is the Curse Church… They're like weeds that can never be cut off."

Having been a tower guardian in this city for three years, her biggest lesson was to ignore anything outside the Blacklight City's fortress. The more she interfered, the more involved she became.

"But the Rose Palace only emphasized the one-month-old Gift Church…"

Regarding this, the tower guardian only sneered and replied, "Yes, I know, but do you know why he only mentioned this? This Gift Church was created by the previous Duke of Thorn, Simon. They don't have the energy to eliminate the evidence now, so they can only implore us."

She had already used her connections in the Blacklight City's Mage Hall to investigate when she received the first letter.

This so-called Gift Church was only a second-rate Moon Realm parish in Blacklight City that was mixed with good and bad. They weren't worth them leaving the fortress for the purge. Perhaps they would disappear naturally with time.

It was likely that Thorn City was in a hurry to eliminate it because they wanted to disavow any relationship with Moon Realm worship. After all, the Astral Council had issued orders to freeze all targets for the awakening and advancement of mages in the Blackwater Province. It was within expectations that he would panic.

After all, if Vincent wanted to sit firmly on the Thorn throne, playing the ostrich by changing his title to First Citizen alone wasn't enough. He had to at least seek the approval of the Astral Council and the royal family.

Over the centuries, how many usurpers had felt insufferably arrogant after independence? However, when the Astral Council froze the spots for mages to advance and awaken, they fell silent. In the end, they could only obediently submit to the Empire.

However, when she thought of this, she was still puzzled.

Why didn't the Astral Council give further instructions after completely freezing the mages' progress in Blackwater Province? They didn't even arrange for a new tower guardian for Thorn City's Stranger Lighthouse.

This was different from the usual process.