Game Transmigration: Saving the World Again 1000 Years Later

“Close your eyes,” he said succinctly.

“What?”

The tower guardian didn’t realize what had happened at all. She only looked around at the billowing smoke and asked in horror, “Where is this laughter coming from?”

William didn’t waste his breath on her. He used the Shadow spell, Blind, to temporarily blind her.

“If you still want your sanity, don’t move until I remove the blinding effect.”

The sudden darkness threw the tower guardian into a panic. She was about to say something when the crazy laughter around her stopped.

“What was that…”

Before she could finish asking, an even crazier laughter suddenly erupted. This time, this voice seemed to echo in her ears.

A madness that originated from the depths of her heart was awakened with this laughter, and restlessness and uneasiness grew and spread in her heart. She opened her mouth to scream or shout, but she could only produce a hoarse and weak moan.

Even though her vision had turned dark from the blinding effect of Blind, it became colorful because of the laughter. Psychedelic colors constantly spun like a kaleidoscope, causing her to feel as if she would be pulled into a crazy vortex at any moment…

“Enough, Valk!”

Just as she was about to fall completely into madness, a voice appeared like lightning across the night sky, and the terrifying laughter stopped abruptly.

Valk?

Having been pulled up from the swamp by the voice, the tower guardian’s first reaction when she heard the name Valk wasn’t fear or shock, but confusion.

It wasn’t that she didn’t know that this was Absurdity Jester’s name.

It was because this name was too distant from her.

In her impression, Valk was a name that only existed in ancient books.

He shouldn’t be able to let out heart-stirring laughter beside her ears like what had happened.

Then, another question couldn’t help but pop up in the tower guardian’s mind.

If the existence who laughed maniacally was Absurdity Jester, who was the person beside her who dared to call him by His name?

…

Black smoke flowed and took shape, turning into a velvet-like curtain.

Then, maniacal laughter sounded from all directions as if they were in a theater.

No, they were really in a theater.

William used Blind to seal the tower guardian’s vision and looked around. He realized that everything around him had changed.

The originally narrow Sealing Chamber turned into an extremely spacious and luxurious theater that could be said to be opulent. William and the tower guardian stood in the first row of the audience.

There were three empty seats behind them, and around them were faceless people like window mannequins.

It wasn’t right to call them faceless. After all, all of them had crescent-shaped smiles on their faces.

Mad laughter kept coming from their mouths.

William coldly turned his gaze to the center of the stage. The surrounding audience cooperated and stopped laughing.

The curtain slowly pulled to the sides, revealing a pitch-black stage. Suddenly, a spotlight lit up and shone on the grayish-white Mania.

It hugged its knees and squatted in the middle of the stage, its head buried in its arms without saying a word.

With a smack, another spotlight was cast at the edge of the stage.

A clown wearing an extremely convoluted jester’s costume appeared. He wore heavy makeup and an exaggerated clown hat with three corners spread out. A brass bell hung from every corner.

The convoluted jester’s costume was divided into two, right in the middle. One half was extremely bright like an Impressionist painting, and the other half was extremely monotonous like a sketch.

The clown’s round eyes widened like those of a feline. Moreover, there was no doubt that He had an exaggerated smile on His face—so exaggerated that the corners of His mouth were about to tug at the roots of His ears.

The mad and foolish jester, Valk.

He symbolized everything that crossed the restrictions of rules, and what looked extreme in the eyes of ordinary people.

At the same time, He was also the God of Comedy and Tragedy. His Moon Realm domain was called the Fanatic Theater. It would repeat everything that happened in Currere for His amusement.

Valk held a crooked scepter in His hand and skipped to Mania’s side with comical steps.

The Demon General squatting on the ground looked up at its master in confusion.

“Hahahahahahaha!”

When Valk saw its demented expression, He couldn’t help but clutch His stomach and burst out laughing. As He smiled, He kept stabbing the other party with the scepter in His hand.

The Void Sovereign’s crazy laughter naturally echoed in everyone’s ears as if He was standing beside them and laughing maniacally.

“Enough, Valk!” William said.

To the Void Sovereigns, even if They didn’t specially use their strength, their words and actions would have a huge psychic influence on the surrounding people. Mortals whose minds hadn’t reached the Divine Realm would naturally be corroded and assimilated by the domain They symbolized.

Although he had already sealed the tower guardian’s vision, if he allowed the crazy Void Sovereign to continue laughing, this woman’s face would probably only have an expression of ‘crazed laughter’ plastered over it for perpetuity.

Or she could laugh maniacally in this theater until she suffocated.

Upon hearing William’s words, Valk immediately stopped laughing. He turned His head and looked at the gray-haired man with His feline eyes.

The next moment, His body quickly turned into a vortex, twisted, and disappeared.

At the same time, a young man dressed like a gentleman appeared, swiveling around the seats beside William. He wore a suit that was half purple and half gray, and he wore a round tall hat. He held a pure gold staff.

His attire changed from an actor on the stage to a member of the audience.

The moment He sat down, He raised His hat slightly and bowed to William.

“Calamity, it’s been a while. To be precise, it’s been 1,008 years, 5 months, and 14 days. The fire you set off in my theater before you left remains fresh in my memory. However, thanks to you, I also watched the most authentic Burning of Cassett Palace that day. I have to thank you for this.”

“You’re welcome,” William replied calmly. His tone was as if he was talking to an old friend of his. With that said, he sat down beside Him.

William sensed that they were still in the Sealing Chamber. Beside him, Absurdity Jester was only an illusion that had a portion of his strength seep through the Moon Realm rift in the Astral Lighthouse. He couldn’t even be considered an incarnation.

Therefore, rather than dispersing the other party, he was curious about what the other party wanted to talk to him about.

After all, Mania had said that Valk had long guessed that he would come here.

Based on the time the Astral Lighthouses were established, Valk might have known that he would return 800 years ago.

“How did you know I would return?”

William went straight to the point.

Regarding this, the other party maintained an exaggerated smile on His face and replied, “No, no, no. I’ve actually never been sure if you would return.”

Then, He continued, “But a few years after you left, I made a bet with Beatrice. I bet that you wouldn’t return before the end of the Platinum Era. She bet that you wouldn’t, and I bet that you would. The bet was two eyes.”

As He spoke, He chuckled and reached into an empty vortex. As a woman’s scream sounded from the vortex, two pitch-black pearls emitting coldness appeared in His palm when He retracted it.

He looked at William’s stunned expression and said happily, “To be honest, this bet wasn’t very fair for me. After all, that spider has eight eyes, and I only have two.”

“Fortunately, I won.”