Game Transmigration: Saving the World Again 1000 Years Later - Chapter 153

153 Blade of Nirvana
The Lake of Entropy symbolized the end of all things in its self-devouring, so silence was the only theme here.

The corruption was silent.

However, at this moment, a cheerful voice appeared above the Lake of Entropy.

“Can you really kill him with just baby Erosion? I seriously doubt it.”

“He’s injured and defenseless against our joint attack. Moreover, he’s in a hurry, so it’s possible,” the female voice from before replied.

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Ripples appeared on the lake as Her voice sounded. The ripples then expanded until the entire surface of the water seemed to boil as foam constantly bubbled.

Then, with a plop, a white bone blade appeared from the bottom of the lake. It floated in midair at the height of a person. Dark-green patterns clung to the bone blade like blood vessels, making it look like it was alive.

Then, a thin woman’s arm suddenly appeared above the bone blade. A drop of blood hovered at the tip of that hand and trembled slightly.

“A drop of Calamity’s blood and the Blade of Nirvana. This is indeed a weapon that can kill him.”

As the cheerful voice sounded again, the blood on the woman’s fingertip dripped onto the bone blade.

Instantly, the drop of blood disappeared as if it had been absorbed by a sponge. The originally terrifying aura overflowing from the bone blade instantly converged, and the green patterns clinging to it gradually disappeared. Soon, it turned into a normal bone-white dagger.

“To connect the fate of the Calamity to the nirvana of all things, as long as you stab this dagger into his body, you can completely kill him both at the physical and soul levels… But how do you plan on doing this?”

“If you’re only here to crack wise, our cooperation will end here, Valk,”

the woman’s voice replied.

Previously, after Camilla injured the Calamity at Black Crow Gaze, Her weapon was stained with his blood. She then used the Calamity’s drop of blood as a medium and used Her authority to forge this sharp blade that could wipe out the other party.

However, no matter how lethal a weapon was, it was meaningless as long as it didn’t hit.

With the other party’s strength in Currere, unless Camilla’s incarnation descended, there was no hope of stabbing this sharp blade into him.

“I was just joking. Hahaha…”

With a burst of laughter, a crudely made and funny-looking paper crown fell from the sky and landed on Demon General Erosion’s head.

The human figure that was originally made of dancing rotten residue instantly began to change. Layers of phantoms appeared around it, and then these figures overlapped, forming a solid person.

“This unlucky child looks more suitable to wear this crown than his forgotten father.”

The Erosion from before was gone, but in its place stood a fat young man in wrinkled luxurious clothes embroidered with a golden rose pattern.

Valk’s voice echoed again, “Unfortunately, that fellow named Vincent hasn’t been crowned. Otherwise, if you got your baby Erosion to swap identities with him, this matter would probably be in the bag.”

The ‘person’ on the lake came to the Blade of Nirvana without a word and hid the bone-white dagger in his sleeve. Then, he began to turn transparent and finally disappeared from the lake.

After a while, Camilla’s voice echoed across the lake again.

“If you had joined us in attacking the Calamity at Black Crow Gaze, he wouldn’t have returned to Currere alive. What changed your mind to make you willing to help in killing him?”

“Be it helping him or killing him, my goal hasn’t changed.”

“So your goal is to have fun?”

Valk laughed and replied, “I have to admit that this is one of the goals.”

“What’s the more important reason?”

“In the past, the Calamity wouldn’t have been infected by your slash with a corruption curse.”

Valk didn’t answer Camilla’s question directly. Instead, he changed the topic and started talking about something else.

“What do you mean?”

“What I mean is that the last battle in Black Crow Gaze made me feel that this Moon Realm Calamity that has disappeared for 1,008 years seems to have lost something after returning. This makes him no longer as… difficult to deal with as before?”

“To be able to escape from the siege of four sovereigns already makes him a thorny mortal.”

“No, no, no. I’m not talking about strength. He has always been the weaker party in terms of strength, but this doesn’t affect him from always winning, so this has nothing to do with strength.”

“So what are you referring to?”

“I’m not too sure either. It’s probably some kind of calmness? Or some strange luck? In short, it’s an ability to find the path to victory from countless futures where he has failed.”

Valk said vaguely before continuing, “It’s still too boring for him to always win. Moreover, since there’s such a possibility, we might be able to find a more dramatic ending to Judgment’s destruction. Moreover, even if we fail… Hahahahahaha, don’t you have a backup plan?”

…

Thorn City, Rose Palace, a secret basement somewhere.

In the end, it’s still such a cold place…

Layton, who was sitting on a stone bench, wrapped his clothes tightly and thought.

After the Restorationists completed their arrangements in the Rose Palace, they informed them to come here through a secret tunnel that connected to Thorn City’s sewers.

It had to be said that this was very torturous. Passing through narrow, wet, and reeking sewers was one thing, but what was even more intolerable was the future duke beside him. The other party didn’t stop complaining along the way, and not only couldn’t Layton deliver a Lightning Strike to his head, but he also had to constantly rack his brains to say comforting words to calm the other party down.

Thankfully, this torturous journey didn’t last long. They quickly arrived at the underground throne room.

“Welcome, Your Grace; welcome, Sir Layton. The journey must have been tough on the two of you.”

The Rose Palace’s Minister of Espionage and the Bramble Guards’ deputy captain welcomed them. They stood at the entrance of the secret tunnel with magic crystal lamps and helped the bloated duke in.

“It was terrible, utterly terrible. It’s unimaginable that I have to return to my palace through the sewers in just three months.”

As Jesse Walde spoke, he pulled his hand away from the two of them and sniffed his clothes with a disgusted expression.

“Moreover, I smell foul everywhere.”

“Sorry, Your Grace. Half of the normal guards in the Rose Palace have been replaced by summoned creatures by that usurper. Only by taking this path can you enter the palace undetected.”

As the Bramble Guards’ deputy captain spoke, he waved his hand behind him. Two black-armored guards walked over with two velvet boxes.

One box contained a clean robe embroidered with a golden rose, and the other contained a crown of thorns made of Elementium Silver.

Jesse’s gaze was immediately attracted by the crown.

“Crown of Thorns? But why is it…”

As the duke’s son, Jesse could tell at a glance that the crown was authentic. Then, he began to wonder why this thing that should have been carefully guarded by the usurper would appear so easily.

“The usurper has always placed this crown in the cabinet in the former duke’s room and hasn’t touched it, so I got my shadow guards to secretly bring it over,” the Minister of Espionage said with his head bowed.

“Good, very good!”

Jesse nodded in satisfaction. Then, he took out the crown from the box and kept studying it.

“What do you want after I’m on the throne? Become a noble? Or riches? How about I confer you the land of the Ebony Territory?” he said as he stroked the thorn on the crown.

The Minister of Espionage lowered his head slightly and said, “Thank you, Your Grace. It’s my greatest honor to be able to witness the real Duke of Thorn wear this crown.”

The deputy captain lowered his head slightly and said, “Your Grace, I also have a gift for you.”

“Oh?”

Jesse slightly moved his gaze away from the crown and glanced at the man. Then, he asked, “What is it?”

The Bramble Guards’ deputy captain coughed lightly and said, “Bring it up.”

With the sound of chains, a girl with short hair that reached her ears was escorted up by two black-armored guards.

“Liliana von Bergman, the adopted daughter of the usurper, Vincent.”

Jesse’s gaze was instantly attracted by the beautiful girl whose hands were cuffed and her eyes empty.

“With her as a hostage, I believe that the usurper won’t choose to resist unwisely.”

“Alright…”

Jesse didn’t listen to the captain because he was fixated on the girl.

No one present noticed, or rather, they saw but ignored for some reason—the pendant on Liliana’s chest was an iron plate with a horn pattern. Its surface was plated with a layer of Elementium Silver.

At this moment, the iron plate was controlling the weak light in the environment.