Game Transmigration: Saving the World Again 1000 Years Later (ON-HOLD)

Chapter 99: The Cursed and the Lost (Part 2)

After hearing this line, Valk couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Hahahahahaha, we often discussed this question back then. It was this question that led to the bet I had with Beatrice."

On stage, Blake's expression changed slightly when he heard Coles's question.

"How is that possible? The Presiding Judge already said that he's only leaving."

"But isn't this usually a subtle way of saying that you're about to die?" Coles replied.

Regarding this, Blake's expression turned cold as he said, "Coles, you were the one who said that there was a chance of finding the Presiding Judge in the Moon Realm, so I agreed to come here with you using the Twilight Fortress. What do you mean by that? Also, it's time for you to tell me what that possibility is, right?"

Not only did the Twilight Fortress exist in Currere, but a portion of it was also built in the Moon Realm and anchored to the Moon Realm domain. It was precisely because of this that the Twilight Fortress could keep out the random portals produced by the Moon Realm rift from Currere and act as the first line of defense against the Moon Realm's invasion of Currere.

Acknowledgment from two Judges had to be obtained before the Twilight Fortress could teleport people from Currere to the Moon Realm. This was also the only way in the entire Vic Continent to enter the Moon Realm normally after the Moon Realm crisis ended.

"My eyes saw some clues from the past in the Moon Realm, and those clues automatically deduced a possibility about the future."

Before Coles could finish speaking, Blake interrupted him.

"You're saying that you're still spying on the net of conspiracies? Do you know how dangerous this is?"

Coles replied indifferently, "Dangerous? It's been hundreds of years. This is what it means to be cursed... Returning to your question, I observed the depths of the Moon Realm and obtained such a prophecy—the end of the Moon Realm crisis has already produced a reflection in the Moon Realm. It's a seed formed by condensing the hope of all the saved on the Vic Continent. It's a power that can save the dead."

As Coles spoke, he opened his hand and pointed at the constantly changing stage backdrop in the distance, making a grabbing motion.

"The Seed of Hope. As long as we can obtain it, any deceased can be awakened by the power condensed from the hope of an entire era."

"You mean..."

Blake turned his gaze to the distant stage painting.

"Of course, all of this is based on the premise that Lord William is really dead. If he only left this world and doesn't want to return, it will be meaningless even if we find that seed. The final division and disbandment of Judgment will become an irreversible outcome."

As Coles spoke, his expression returned to its previous coldness.

"I originally thought that you wouldn't care so much about the disbandment of Judgment. After all, you've always voted in favor of disbandment," Blake said.

Regarding this, Coles shook his head and said, "No one wants to retain Judgment more than me, but this isn't something that can be resolved by will alone. Blake, as I said, the foundation of Judgment is a person who can suppress everything. Without such a person, everything else is pointless."

With that said, a pair of phantoms that resembled bird claws appeared in his hand.

"Therefore, let us pray that we can find the Seed of Hope in the Moon Realm. Let us pray that Lord William is dead."