All Chapters of Transmigration Into A World With Manna: Chapter 541
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Chapter 542
Caster held tightly to the handle of his sword, making sure the blade stayed deep inside the core."I am rewriting the rules," Caster answered. His voice was calm. It was the only calm thing in the entire screaming universe.“You cannot kill the consequence!” The Warden begged. The pale gray fire in its empty eyes turned into blinding white light. If I die, the world has no balance! The sins of humanity will pile up! The earth will poison itself! I am the only thing keeping the scale even!The giant monster's body began to rapidly decay. But it did not decay into gray dirt or black ash. It decayed into pure, blinding white light.Where the white light touched the solid ash, the ash simply dissolved into bright, floating sparks. The monster’s giant fingers turned to light and floated away. Its massive legs crumbled into brilliant white stars."You are wrong," Caster told the dying god. "You are not a scale. You are just a cage. You kept us trapped in fear."“They will destroy themselv
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Caster and Lysane flew through the air. They crashed violently onto the hard, black stone floor of the subterranean cavern.They rolled across the dirt and the broken rocks. Caster hit a fallen pillar and stopped. Lysane slid to a halt a few feet away.For a long time, there was absolutely no sound.The cavern was completely silent. The heavy, grinding heartbeat of the Ash Warden was gone. The howling, freezing wind of the Ash Void was gone. The terrible, loud crashing of the falling Sage Tower above them had ended. It was just the quiet, empty silence of a deep basement.Caster lay on his back. He stared up at the cracked, broken stone ceiling. He did not move. He just took a breath.The air smelled like old dust and dry dirt. It did not smell like dark magic or burning bone. It was just normal, dirty air.He was alive. He was back in the physical world. He was just a human again. No floating. No inverted fire. No dark god living inside his head.Caster slowly turned his head to the
Chapter 544
The deep, underground cavern was dying. For a thousand years, the heavy, dark stone room had been the secret heart of the world. It had held the giant silver Pact Seal. It had held the terrible, boiling magic of the Ash Warden. Now, the magic was completely gone. The dark god was dead. The ancient contract was broken.Without the thick, heavy magic to hold the walls up, the cavern was starting to collapse.CRACK. A loud, sharp noise echoed in the dark. It sounded like a giant, dry tree branch snapping in half. A large chunk of black stone fell from the high ceiling. It crashed onto the floor, sending a huge cloud of gray dust into the air.Caster Spellbound jumped. He was lying on the hard stone floor next to Archmage Lysane."We have to go," Caster coughed. The dust filled his mouth and throat. "The ceiling is coming down."He pushed his hands against the floor to stand up. His arms shook violently. His muscles felt like they were made of wet paper. He was an old man, and his magi
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They began to climb again. Ten steps. Twenty steps. Fifty steps. The shaking grew worse. The walls of the tunnel were cracking. The loud noise of grinding stone echoed up the stairwell. The cavern at the bottom of the stairs had completely caved in. The destruction was crawling up the tunnel, chasing right behind them."Faster," Caster urged.They pushed their tired legs harder. They stumbled. Caster scraped his knee on a sharp rock. Lysane tripped and almost fell backward, but Caster grabbed her waist and hauled her up."I hear wind," Lysane gasped suddenly.Caster stopped and listened. She was right. Above the terrible noise of the breaking rocks, there was a faint, high-pitched whistling sound. It was the sound of wind blowing through a crack.They looked up. Far above them, they saw a tiny, thin line of gray light."The surface," Caster breathed. "We are almost there."They climbed with renewed, desperate energy. The promise of the sky pushed the pain out of their minds, They rea
Chapter 546
Caster slowly opened his eyes. He expected to see the pitch-black dome of the corrupted Aegis Ward. He expected to see the terrifying, spinning double helix of ash wrapping around the Tower. Instead, he saw color.The thick, heavy blanket of dark gray ash that had choked the sky was dissolving. It was tearing apart like wet gray paper. The wind was blowing the dark clouds away, scattering them into nothingness. The unnatural storm was completely, utterly breaking. And shining through the massive cracks in the gray clouds was the sky.It was a brilliant, stunning, perfect blue. It was the clearest blue Caster had ever seen in his entire, long life.As the dark clouds parted, the sun finally broke through. A massive, wide beam of pure, golden sunlight streamed down from the heavens. It shot straight down and hit the ground where Caster and Lysane were lying.The sunlight hit Caster’s dirty, pale face. It was incredibly warm. It was a real, physical heat. It was not the cold, inverted
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Caster looked up at the bright blue sky. "The world is scarred," Caster said. "But scars heal. A broken bone can mend. For the first time in history, the earth has a chance to breathe. The people have a chance to rebuild without feeding their sins to a dark god."Lysane followed his gaze across the city. She saw the bird. She saw the green weed pushing through the rock. She understood."We gave them a blank page," Lysane whispered."Yes," Caster said. He smiled warmly. "We gave them a blank page. The people will have to build their own houses now. They will have to dig their own wells. They cannot rely on the blue Tower magic to do the work for them. It will be hard. It will be messy. But it will be real."Caster took a deep breath of the fresh, clean air."We won, Lysane," Caster declared quietly. The words felt incredibly good to say. "The monster is dead. The world belongs to the living again."Lysane smiled. She leaned her head against his shoulder. "We won."They stood there for
Chapter 548
Several days later, the sun rose over a completely different world. The dark, choking gray ash was gone. The sky was a brilliant, endless, perfect blue. The air did not smell like burnt bone or heavy magic anymore. It smelled like fresh pine trees, wet dirt, and clean rain.Outside the ruined capital city, in the wide, green fields of the wild lands, the survivors had built a base camp.It was not a rich, beautiful place like the old Sage Tower. There were no floating white marble gardens. There were no golden statues. It was a messy, loud, busy camp made of simple tents. The tents were sewn together from old blankets, torn gray robes, and pieces of blue silk rescued from the broken city.Fires burned in the center of the camp. But these fires were not made of pale, freezing spectral light. They were normal, warm, cracking orange fires built from dry wood.The people were cooking simple soup. They were talking. They were laughing. The fear was finally gone.At the edge of the busy c
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Lysane smiled. It was a beautiful, bright smile that made her look years younger, despite her snow-white hair."They are going to build a good world, Caster," Lysane promised him. "We are already organizing building crews. Toma the baker is showing the young mages how to mix mud and straw to build warm houses. Finn is teaching the other children how to plant seeds in the clean dirt. We are going to be fine.""I know you will be," Caster said. His gray eyes shone with immense pride. "Because you are here to guide them. They do not need a magical Master of Wards anymore, Lysane. They need a wise leader with a good heart. They need you."Lysane’s eyes filled with tears. She squeezed Caster’s scarred fingers tightly.It was a quiet, incredibly powerful moment between them. They were not just friends. They were two soldiers who had stood back-to-back at the absolute edge of oblivion. They had held the weight of the universe together. They had lost everything, but they had won the only thi
Chapter 550
When Caster had fought the dark god in his mind, he had taken the sharp, glowing white stylus of his own willpower and carved into his spiritual core. He had burned away the dark, evil ink of the monster. He felt the carving now. Deep inside his quiet soul, the words shone with a soft, warm, gentle light.CASTER SPELLBOUND. His True Name was secured. It was not a boastful, arrogant light. It was just a quiet, unshakeable truth. He knew exactly who he was. He was an old man who had made terrible mistakes, but he was also the man who had given up everything to fix them. He was not a monster. He was not an Existential Hazard. He was just Caster. And that was enough.Caster opened his eyes. He smiled at the small glass vial in his hand. He had not kept the black sigil to worship it. He had not kept it because he wanted the dark power back. He kept it as a trophy. He kept it as a simple, quiet reminder.Whenever he felt tired, whenever he felt like the world was too broken to be fixed,
Chapter 551
The city of Glassview was loud. It was a very rich, very shiny city. It sat fifty miles away from the ruined Sage Tower. It was built on high, green hills. The buildings were made of smooth, polished green glass and bright silver metal. Usually, the city was a place of music, money, and happy people. But today, Glassview was a city of pure terror.Caster Spellbound walked slowly down the crowded street. He wore a simple, rough brown cloak. He pulled the deep hood over his head to hide his face. He leaned heavily on his wooden walking stick. He looked like an ordinary, tired, poor old man. No one knew he was the greatest Archmage in history. No one knew he was the man who had just saved the world from a dark god. He stopped and looked at the center of the street.A giant, floating magical crystal hung in the air. It was a broadcast crystal. The High Council of Glassview used these crystals to share news with the people.Right now, the crystal was flashing with bright, angry red ligh