Game Transmigration: Saving the World Again 1000 Years Later

219 Agitated Moon Realm

In the Moon Realm, known as the Nest of Silk and ruled by the Whispering Empress, adjusting the complex network of conspiracy threads required utmost precision.

This was a world where everyone had their own dark thoughts, which could be made an inception by inner whispers into schemes ranging from small acts of theft to the overthrowing of the empire.

The more powerful the people involved in the conspiracy was, the better it was. This was not the case. A high-ranking commander of the imperial guards, who had a lot of power, might rebel because he wanted even more power and become the puppet master of the royal heir. In other words, he had taken control of the entire empire. This was definitely a huge successful conspiracy. However, it was done in a very simple and crude way. It wasn’t complicated at all and lacked the thrill of walking on the edge of a knife.

Instead, Beatrice desired a plot that hinged on the choice of a border shepherd, whose decision could ultimately lead to a rebellion storm sweeping through the country like the butterfly effect. This was the perfect conspiracy that Beatrice pursued, one that ended in a huge disaster.

One that resulted in a huge disaster involving the fate of countless mortals, with a minor incident as the spark.

Beatrice played with the fates of countless people as if it were a mockery, making mortals who would eventually die fear the impermanence of fate.

Currently, She was sitting in the middle of the Nest of Silk’s web of conspiracies, carefully weaving the next grand scheme.

Under Beatrice’s orders, countless Webweavers adjusted the various nodes on the elaborate conspiracy network bit by bit, allowing their tremors to match the frequency their empress wanted. Countless Whisperers and Soul-Ingesting Spider Demons carried the ends of the conspiracy threads and acted covertly in Currere, slowly guiding the participants of this conspiracy to a predetermined stage.

Beatrice was in the process of weaving the core of a tragic massacre that was to take place in Platinum City and Ice Dragon City. The main players were the empress of the empire, Erin Riel, and the Ice Dragon Duke, Gray Riel, who had been exiled by Erin.

Despite being protected by numerous Divine Realm powerhouses who had overcome their fate, Beatrice was confident that She could use Her web of complicated conspiracies and agents to draw the two most powerful people on the Vic Continent into a vortex of tragedy. The only thing Beatrice needed to worry about was the possibility of interference from the troublemaker.

Suddenly, the conspiracy threads trembled violently and froze Beatrice as She was carefully adjusting the net.

Her eyes, which could see countless plots, looked in the direction of the trembling threads and saw only deathly gray.

This gray, which represented the loss of all passion, could only belong to Steelheart Widow, also known as Aiur, a Void Sovereign with a very strange temperament.

Unlike some Void Sovereigns, who were Newborns, Beatrice was a void echo that originally accompanied Creation.

As a Rebirth, She had completely forgotten her mortal life, but still retained some mortal shortcomings. As a result, Her strength was inferior to that of the seven Newborns.

However, Beatrice felt that She was more like an eternal existence than the emotional Newborn Steelheart Widow, Aiur.

After discovering the cause of the shaking and listening to the other party inform the Moon Realm Calamity, Beatrice was shocked for a few seconds before muttering to Herself, “Is She crazy?”

A feeling of dread rose in Her heart. She quickly checked the network of plots She had woven.

But then, She watched in dismay as more than half of the intricate web of scheming between Platinum City and Ice Dragon City shattered, as if someone was cutting it with invisible scissors.

The broken threads snapped like taut spinning threads, flying everywhere. The Webweavers under Her couldn’t dodge in time and were instantly sliced into pieces by the extremely sharp and firm threads.

As the Webweavers cried out in despair, Beatrice barely managed to force the words out through gritted teeth, “”Aiur… are you insane?! You actually told the greatest threat to the Moon Realm about the throne ritual?”

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At the Fanatic Theater in the Moon Realm, Absurdity Jester Valk was watching a play called Astral Moment when He suddenly woke up.

He sprang out of His purple velveted seat and grabbed the chandelier on the ceiling in shock.

At the same time, His butler Reason appeared at His feet. Reason looked up at Valk, who was swinging from the chandelier, and calmly told Him, “Master, I just received news that Madam Aiur…”

Valk let go of the chandelier and floated back to the ground like a feather.

“I’m aware,” He said, His left eye flickering with a red glint and the shadows of countless destiny threads flickering inside.

“How bold. Isn’t She afraid that everyone will die together?” Valk asked, frowning slightly before laughing maniacally. “But it’s interesting enough. I can’t wait to see how the other Newborns go crazy over this. Hahahahaha…”

Hearing Valk’s dangerous words, Reason asked, “Then, do we need to use the backup plan we set up in the empire to prevent the Calamity from ascending?”

“No! Are you crazy?!”

Valk exclaimed, widening His eyes and looking at Reason.

“At a time like this, it’s naturally interesting to give those friends who want to stop the Calamity some trouble!”

As He spoke, the Lunar Monsters on the various substages in the theater stopped their reenactments of historical dramas. They removed their skins and revealed their true forms,

then followed their Demon Generals and put on colorful, exaggerated decorations. They beat gongs and drums and left the theater, divided into six groups and heading in six different directions to the domains of the other Void Sovereigns.

“Master, what are you doing?”

Reason was alarmed by this. This was no different from declaring war on the other Moon Realm Void Sovereigns.

“Trust me, this will be more interesting,” Valk said with a mysterious smile.

“But you know the consequences of letting the Calamity ascend the throne. That’s why you chose to support him as the 14th Sovereign back then. Why are you now…” Reason tried to advise him again.

“In any case, it’s impossible for the Calamity to ascend to the throne alive, right? So before that, we have to make this matter produce many variables to make it more interesting,” Valk replied happily.

…

The Moon Realm’s Heaven’s Choice Fortress was a boiling hot place, filled with heat waves and the smell of blood and burning metal.

Every corner of the unibody metal fortress was filled with the sounds of roaring, screaming, clashing weapons, and flesh being torn apart.

In the deepest part of the fortress was a blood-red throne made of twisted weapons, where a figure covered in flames and blood sat.

At the steps of the throne, a giant wearing spiked brass armor knelt in fear.

This high-level Lunar Monster was sweating all over, something that would normally be impossible for this King of Deathblood’s high-level Lunar Monster—one that had a chance of being promoted to a Demon General—even when soaked in magma, but it was terrified.

King of Deathblood Brand only had three emotions—anger, great anger, and extreme anger.

When He was extremely angry, even his Demon Generals would be crushed and sent to be reforged, depending on their luck.

Now, the giant brought news that would make Brand extremely angry.

“Repeat what you just said,” the voice on the throne boomed, accompanied by heavy breathing. The Lunar Monsters, who didn’t even have sweat glands, suddenly began to sweat like mortals.

“Madam Aiur… She told the Calamity about the method to ascend the throne,” it stuttered in fear, but before it could finish speaking, its body and brass armor started to disintegrate inch by inch.

As its consciousness faded away, the last thing it heard was a deafening roar.

“Aiur!!!”

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William had no idea how much impact Steelheart Widow Aiur had on the Moon Realm after Her revelation.

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Other than Steelheart Widow Aiur’s Moon Realm Gray Domain, the other 12 Void Sovereigns’ domains were also hit by earthquakes.

Countless Void Sovereigns’ backup plans and hidden bets in Currere were activated at this moment. In the Moon Realm, demon army troops belonging to different Moon Realm domains began to fight based on their different allegiances.

This was just the initial ripple caused by the stone that Aiur had thrown.

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