Game Transmigration: Saving the World Again 1000 Years Later

367 Integration
“Oh?”

Camilla, who was sitting on the Withering Throne, snorted in confusion when She sensed an uninvited guest that wasn’t part of Her plan.

The Demon General named Greed stood uneasily in the middle of the crowd—because of its previous words, it had undoubtedly become the center of attention. Almost everyone in White Bone Castle’s conference hall turned their gazes to it, waiting to see its next move.

This included Camilla, who was no longer infinite and had retracted Her will from the Camilla timeline where She had never existed. Having appeared through Floral’s body, She lowered Her high and mighty gaze and looked at the newcomer with pity.

“Then, what do you plan on doing after following the will of the Moon Realm Calamity, Greed?”

Camilla broke the awkward silence as if She was giving a warning or just saying it casually. Her voice, filled with a harsh pressure, echoed throughout the hall.

“Lady of Starvation, please believe me. This is just a misunderstanding…”

The frivolous expression on Greed’s face disappeared completely. Facing such a Void Sovereign’s question, it stammered and tried to explain.

“Start with something more valuable. Don’t waste my time with nonsense.”

Camilla, who was sitting on the throne and exuding a pressure that wasn’t inferior to its master, Charlotte, slowly interrupted its explanation.

As expected, its explanations were futile. Its spoken words when it arrived and the magical contract restraining its body by First Contract revealed its goal for coming—it couldn’t deceive a Void Sovereign who had stepped into Currere like it usually did to mere mortals.

It should have guessed… How could that fellow named the Moon Realm Calamity leave a Demon General a way out?

Even though it had signed the First Contract with the other party in an extremely humiliating manner back then and was willing to become the other party’s puppet to survive and avoid being completely wiped out by Judgment equipment, this only temporarily delayed its fatal fate.

Could it be that it really hoped that the man known as the Moon Realm Calamity would really follow the terms of the First Contract and allow it to return to the Moon Realm safely after completing three summonings?

See, the last mission it had to fulfill was to make it face another Void Sovereign!

Wait…

Greed, who originally planned on fighting to the death to at least die in a dignified manner, suddenly realized something and its expression changed slightly.

“Ms. Camilla… Ms. Floral Kane?”

Greed tried to change the way it addressed the existence on the throne.

“Oh?” the other party replied without changing her expression.

Previously, the existence sitting on the morning throne had said that She was both Camilla, the sovereign who had come from the Moon Realm, and the goddess of Currere, Earth Mother. At the same time, She was Floral Kane, the Forest Elves’ Redeemer.

She was a trifecta.

As for the mission the Moon Realm Calamity had given it previously, it was only to protect Floral—he didn’t insist on it having a direct conflict with this Void Sovereign who had already descended to Currere.

With this in mind, its body engraved with the First Contract didn’t feel the intense pain received from violating the contract. Greed’s hanging heart immediately relaxed significantly.

“I’m under William Kane’s orders to protect you as the Holy Tree Duke,” Greed said these extremely ridiculous words in a very careful tone. “I…”

Upon hearing this, the Forest Elf—who was covered in festering and rotten marks—opened her mouth slightly as if she was about to say something. However, with a violent cough, blood spurted out of her pierced neck.
At this moment, Greed felt the suffocating aura the other party had given him disappear without a trace, as if the other party had really turned into a dying Forest Elf.

“Ms. Camilla, is there a problem?”

Seeing that the other party could die at any moment from the hideous wound on her neck, Greed hurriedly changed its form of address.

“I see. From the looks of it, the Calamity can really be considered a good ally of mine in this matter… Hahahahaha.”

In an instant, the other party emitted an aura that made it tremble again. She answered Greed’s previous question, and Her tone returned to Camilla’s.

That explains it…

Upon seeing this, Greed finally understood what was going on.

At this moment, the other party’s state was like what She had said—a true trifecta existence. As long as it changed the way it communicated with the other party or even changed the angle of observation, the other party would respond to him as a different existence.

In Currere, a person could only be one existence, and it was impossible for them to be three at the same time. However, the logic in the Moon Realm was completely different from Currere.

In the Moon Realm, nothing could be fixed. A concept could exist in many different forms at the same time. As the peak of the Moon Realm, the Void Sovereigns were even more so. Their existence was literally infinite.

Could someone eliminate the concept of entropy, or could it calm the whispers of the dark side deep in the hearts of all intelligent races? Could madness be cured like a disease? Or could someone end all wars?

The Void Sovereigns who symbolized different concepts were as infinite as the concepts They represented.

This infinity made Them transcend time.

In the Moon Realm, in Their domains, it was as easy for the Void Sovereigns to backtrack time and reset causality for Their creations. Not only that, but They could even play with the countless timelines in Their Moon Realm domains as if They were plucking the strings.

It was also because of this that the war between the Void Sovereigns was an endless war that could never end.

However, this was only limited to the Moon Realm. Once it involved Currere, things would no longer be the same.

The Moon Realm was a mixture of infinite possibilities, and Currere was a solid reality—it was limited. Under the protection of the World Shell and the Seven Holy Spirits, everything, including time, would be converged by Currere into a solid and singular reality.

A person might have countless thoughts in an instant, but there would only be one action when it entered reality. A war might develop in countless directions, but there would only be one outcome.

Even someone as powerful as the Void Sovereign needed to converge their infinite existence and create a limited incarnation if They wanted to truly affect things in Currere—even if They were just a mortal, a leaf, or a speck of dust.

On the other hand, the Moon Realm was a mirror that reflected the things in Currere. The war among infinities would never end. If They really hoped to defeat existences that shared the same status as Them, the most effective way for the Void Sovereigns was to change the concept in Currere.

As a result, Currere became the Void Sovereigns’ arena. Only a definite victory or defeat in Currere could truly alter Them.

And now, the Lady of Starvation, Camilla, had descended into Currere. In the past, the Void Sovereigns could at most create Void Incarnations as a vessel for Their strength when They limited Their powers and entered Currere. However, such constructs had already been proven to be worthless in front of the Moon Realm Calamity.

Therefore, under the premise that She couldn’t completely use the World Shell to break through the barrier between Currere and the Moon Realm, Camilla chose this method—she planned on engraving Her existence into the laws of Currere and using Her infinite existence to accommodate Her equally infinite strength.

She wanted to be a Moon Realm sovereign, a Currere goddess, and a mortal heroine at the same time. When She integrated these three existences, She would be able to completely bypass all restrictions and fully unleash Her true strength.

From the looks of it, the other party was trying to integrate the three existences Herself…

Greed.

It was also at this moment that the Calamity’s voice suddenly echoed in its mind.

It silently replied inwardly, “I’m listening.”

I’ve already understood the general situation on your side through the contract. I need you to help me obtain the Karma arrow forged by your master, Charlotte. It’s on the armrest of the throne.

…

William hoisted the Nehe-shaped bronze statue and stared at the arrow that had pierced Floral’s neck through the vision shared by Greed.

It was the only medium he could think of that could anchor itself into the other timeline.