Game Transmigration: Saving the World Again 1000 Years Later

After putting on the crown, Jesse—who had regained his calm expression—said to the guard beside him, “Let’s go back to the palace.”

He ignored the vomiting around him and the screams of the relief team when they realized that maggots were constantly crawling out of the bread and that mold was growing. He turned around and walked toward the Rose Palace.

“Your Grace, Your Grace, there’s something wrong…”

The two magic chanters looked at the chaotic surroundings and stood rooted to the ground at a loss.

What was going on?

Jesse, or rather, the existence who used to be a king, ignored the two of them and slowly walked to the Rose Palace not far away, alone.

However, not long after, he stopped.

A blood-stained girl with short hair that reached her ears blocked the door.

She wore an iron plate engraved with a horn coat of arms around her neck, and her expression was calm. Her eyes were fixed on the crown Jesse wore.

“There’s no need to go in. The matter inside is over. All the henchmen who participated in the coup will be executed,” the girl said to him.

Jesse, no, Demon General Erosion, who had bypassed the restrictions of the World Shell and stepped into Currere through the Paper Crown Conversion ritual, stared at the girl in front of him and said, “That’s even better. That little bug saved me some trouble.”

William, who was controlling Liliana’s Mirror Shadow, sighed and said, “Not bad, Valk. You can send Demon Generals into Currere…”

William confirmed that the crowned fellow in front of him was a Demon General. Judging from the food corruption not far away, he was most likely a Demon General under the Lady of Starvation.

Using that famous April Fool story as a medium to connect the Moon Realm to Currere, He could send Demon General-level Lunar Monsters into Currere on His day of summoning.

This method had the same effect as ceremonial magic—they both affected the present by replicating a historical event.

In other words, the unlucky Walde probably had his identity swapped, leaving him in the Moon Realm. It was unknown if he was going to the Fanatic Theater or the Lake of Entropy.

William thought and immediately informed Blake to send reinforcements to Thorn City.

The surrounding space was sealed off in advance, so William couldn’t use Teleportation to reach here. If he teleported to the nearest usable Teleportation point before flying over, the return trip would be enough for the Void Sovereigns to cause trouble in the Viper Scar.

Blake was relatively close to Thorn City, and his movement speed in his Crow Feather Storm form was fast enough. As long as he ended the battle quickly enough, he could return before he lost control of Black Crow Gaze.

What he needed to do now was use 80% of Liliana’s interface to deal with the Demon General in front of him before Blake arrived.

In other words, the request was to leave no injuries.

As a game, this was quite challenging.

However, this was reality. If he failed, many people would die…

If he had known, he would have made more preparations.

On the other side, Erosion looked at the girl who suddenly mentioned the name Valk and seemed puzzled as to how a weak mortal like her could figure out its entry into Currere.

No, it should be said that it was impossible for her to tell that he was a Moon Realm existence.

“You are…”

Just as Erosion was about to ask, three pitch-black ring blades instantly flew out of the iron plate on the other party’s chest.

Everything happened too suddenly. Or rather, Erosion didn’t consider the possibility of the other party suddenly attacking. William didn’t give the Demon General any time to react. The three illusory ring blades wrapped around Erosion’s body. Then, a large number of shadows surged out and wrapped him into a huge pitch-black gem that emitted a cold light before floating in midair.

William felt a crack in the iron plate on his chest.

The Shadow Cage had limited effect on Lunar Monsters at the Demon General level. William took this opportunity to take out the other two iron plates from his pocket.

One piece was held tightly in his hand, and he threw the other piece with all his might in the direction of the crowd not far away.

Thankfully, the distance between the two wasn’t too far. Just Liliana’s slender girlish arm strength was enough to throw the iron plate far enough.

Of course, if the citizens were far enough away, William didn’t need to use his precious response terminal to protect them.

After all, he only had three pieces on him.

The iron plate that emitted a dazzling light drew a beautiful arc in the air and shattered. A golden barrier protected the relief team and the April Fool’s crowd not far away.

At this moment, dense chewing sounds began to come from the huge pitch-black gem that imprisoned Erosion. Countless flies devoured the Shadow Cage that imprisoned it from the inside out.

Demon General Erosion—who was still wearing Jesse Walde’s skin—floated in midair. Its eyes were pitch-black, and flies constantly flew out of its sleeves and collar before arranging themselves into complicated rune patterns beside it.