Game Transmigration: Saving the World Again 1000 Years Later Chapter 70

70 dium

Unlike the Void Sovereigns who existed in the Moon Realm, people couldn’t sense where the Seven Holy Spirits were.

In William’s era, when Moon Realm faith was at its most rampant, Moon Realm believers often used this to prove that the faith of the Holy Spirits Church was fake. The Holy Spirits they believed in didn’t exist.

However, this saying wasn’t accurate because, at the very least, the power of the Holy Spirits was real and would respond to the wishes of their believers.

The most typical example was that touching the Holy Spirit Holy Emblem in the church could give one a buff that could last for a long ti. This was called the Holy Spirit Blessing, and it was also one of the most direct pieces of evidence to prove the existence of the Holy Spirits.

William received a weak strengthening buff by touching this unenchanted statue.

This at least proved that the Eighth Holy Spirit existed and wasn’t sothing fabricated by an Empire’s royal family to flatter themselves.

After dispelling himself, William walked over and touched another statue that symbolized Terra Riel.

He also received a buff.

As a dium, these two statues didn’t seem to be any different.

This was half-good news. At the very least, this personalized Eighth Holy Spirit faith wasn’t only bound to him.

Of course, from another perspective, half of the instability of the Eighth Holy Spirit was also in the hands of others. If he lost control and beca the Eighth Calamity, it would be done in his na.

With this in mind, the latent danger was quite huge.

William recalled the definition of the Eighth Holy Spirit in-ga-the first cause of creation, the invisible hand hidden behind the light of creation of the Seven Holy Spirits.

From a structural point of view, the creation model of the Seven Holy Spirits was very perfect.

From Father’s first bolt of lightning shattering the complete Creatons in the Realm of Light, stripping away the unresolved possibilities and settling them into the original laws of ti and space, the world experienced Mother’s bestowal of life and soul. Elder defined logic and language, Lady gave love and hatred to the heart, and Youth balanced the price and reward of all things. Child provided the possibility of change, and eventually, everything settled into the mories of the ground in the hands of the Dead.

A complete model.

However, so scholars in the Holy Spirits Church had always been puzzled about why creation happened. In other words, why did these originally infinite Holy Spirits choose to leave the Realm of Light and sink into Currere?

An extrely unpopular school proposed a hypothesis-there was a hidden Holy Spirit that wasn’t recorded in any mythological prototype. He was the promoter of creation, and His boredom with eternity and infinity contributed to the birth of this complicated world.

This was the only information William rembered about the Eighth Holy Spirit.

If it weren’t for the sake of completing all the quests and getting the achievent, he probably wouldn’t have flipped through the manuscript of the Hidden Holy Spirit in a corner of a frustrated scholar’s house and placed it in the Church’s library...

Or was it because of the manuscript he returned that caused this ss?

Who knew what else he had casually done back would end up causing huge trouble today?

William originally wanted to test what would happen if he blew the Kane Horn, but after so thought, he decided not to.

He caused such a huge commotion the last ti he handed it to Vincent. Since he could already confirm the existence of the Eighth Holy Spirit, it would be interesting if he blew it, imdiately completing the mirror ritual and transforming into the eighth Calamity.

With this in mind, William dispelled the buff given to him by Terra Riel and walked back to the statue that symbolized him.

He pressed the magical dium in his hand against the crack in the statue and activated a Master-level Morph spell, Holy Artifact Repair.

A gentle white light flowed into the rift through the magical dium. As the light flashed, the crack disappeared a few seconds later.

William put down the magical dium in his hand and touched the intact statue again.

Does this count as worshiping myself?

William had the odd thought when he felt the blessing he had given himself again.

Then, he looked at the solemn statue with an extraordinary heroic spirit between his brows. Just staring at it made one feel a sense of righteousness. He shook his head silently.

He looked too righteous. This was far from the avatar he had created based on a popular ga character who had stabbed his father to death back then. At least make it look like him...

Just as he was thinking this, a phenonon happened.

William felt that the Holy Spirit blessing he received this ti instantly beca an invisible connection.

It was a connection with this statue.

Then, the surface of the statue began to flow on its own like liquid.

In less than ten seconds, the statue’s appearance gradually stabilized.

The statue held Judgnt 2 in one hand without changing, but the horn in the other hand turned into Withering Cold. As for the horn, it hung at the statue’s waist.

As for its face, it turned into a man with slightly sunken cheeks and a slightly weathered appearance.

In other words, it had changed into William’s current appearance.

Be it its appearance or dressing, they were identical.

William silently watched what had happened in front of him. He didn’t know what he should do.

At this mont, cracking sounds ca from behind him.

Just as he was about to turn around and check what was going on, a higher perspective naturally appeared in his mind, allowing him to see everything behind him without turning his head.

From that perspective, he saw himself standing in place, as well as Nizemar, who was desperately trying to resist the Petrification effect behind him, causing fragnts to constantly peel off her joints.

It was the perspective of the statue in front of him!

Then, more connections began to form-the sounds in his ears, the breaths in the wind... and most importantly-the fluctuations of magic.

William felt that although he couldn’t move the statue, he could use the statue as a dium to cast spells remotely through the invisible connection between them.

It was also at this mont that William saw fine cracks begin to appear on Nizemar’s joints as the petrification fragnts that peeled off grew larger.

If she continued moving under Petrification, Nizemar would probably snap her limbs.

With a thought, magic power flowed into the stone Withering Cold through the invisible connection between him and the statue. Then, a faint gray aura dissipated from Nizemar’s body before being sucked back by the magical dium in the statue’s hand.

The Petrification on Nizemar was removed with this statue as a dium.

The cracks that appeared after being petrified instantly turned into ruptured wounds, and dark red blood imdiately flowed out.

However, she couldn’t care less about the wounds on her body. She threw down the sword at her waist and knelt in front of William.

This ti, even William didn’t stop her.

Now that such a thing had happened, there was no way of explaining himself. It was better to explain it slowly in the future.

However, before the other party began to recite the prayers of Kane’s New Testant, William spoke, “I have a quest for you. Bring all the Kane figurines you can find here before this ti tomorrow.”