Gospel of Blood

Upon hearing the girl’s words, the bloodbornes all stood up.

They stood respectfully, still maintaining a posture of worship, and slightly bowed to the girl.

When their gazes inadvertently swept over the giant snake corpse beneath the girl, the fervor and awe in their eyes intensified.

The Serpent God…

That was one of the many Evil Gods of the Northern Frontier, and even among the Old Gods Alliance, it ranked at least in the top five.

But now, its fate was the same as the other Old Gods over the past three years, having fallen to the girl’s sword.

“Lady Lilith… seems to have become even more powerful.”

Sensing the astonishing energy remaining in the snake corpse, the bloodbornes couldn’t help but think.

“The Evil God has fallen. According to the old rules, distribute the spoils among yourselves.”

After speaking, she gently pulled the blood-colored longsword from the snake’s head and jumped off the snake corpse.

Passing by the crowd, Charlotte walked out of the temple, and as she passed, all the bloodbornes bowed deeply again.

“Lady Lilith, aren’t you going to absorb the divine blood?”

Watching the girl walk out of the temple, Bardock, the Third Legion Commander of the Blood Legion standing at the forefront, couldn’t help but ask.

Charlotte waved her hand but did not look back.

“The old rules apply. The divine blood is yours… it’s useless to me now.”

After speaking, her figure disappeared from everyone’s sight.

The bloodborne warriors looked at each other, and finally, their eyes focused again on the giant snake corpse on the altar.

After a few seconds of silence, the atmosphere in the temple grew a bit heavier.

“This time, our Fourth Legion contributed the most. According to the Progenitor’s rules, our legion should get the largest share.”

Abaddon sneered and said.

Of course, he was soon met with rebuttals from others.

“Nonsense! It was clearly our First Legion that contributed the most. Lord Harald secured those last few temples! Just because Lord Harald isn’t here doesn’t mean you can ignore our legion’s contributions!”

“No, we had the most participants from our Second Legion this time. According to headcount, we should get the largest share!”

The temple became noisy as the bloodborne warriors of various legions almost all got involved in the argument.

They were relentless, their faces flushed with anger, while everyone’s peripheral vision stayed fixed on the most precious spoil on the altar, the corpse of the Serpent “Evil God”.

The power of the bloodbornes came from their bloodlines.

And extraordinary blood had a deadly attraction for the bloodbornes.

Powerful extraordinary blood not only helped the bloodbornes replenish energy but also enhanced their potential. Among all extraordinary blood, “divine blood” was undoubtedly the highest grade.

The bloodborne warriors argued endlessly, each hoping to secure as much “divine blood” as possible for their own legion.

Until Bardock’s voice rang out again.

“Enough! What kind of behavior is this? Didn’t you hear Lady Lilith’s words before she left? Follow the ‘old rules’ and distribute according to the number of temples each legion conquered!”

Hearing Bardock’s reprimand, the bloodborne warriors of various legions gradually quieted down.

Even though he wasn’t a second-awakened third-generation bloodborne, as a veteran legion commander, Bardock was quite respected among the bloodborne warriors.

Of course, being highly trusted by the Progenitor was also a reason for their respect.

If Rowena, the Progenitor’s personal maid, was the bloodborne closest to the Progenitor, then Bardock’s status was almost equivalent to the Progenitor’s steward.

In the entire Free City-State Alliance, probably only Harald, who was the Progenitor’s disciple and the Alliance’s deputy leader, had a higher status than him.

With Bardock maintaining order, the atmosphere in the temple eased.

The bloodborne warriors of various legions excitedly collected the “divine blood” and began to distribute the spoils…

…

Outside the Temple.

Charlotte, splitting a sliver of her divine consciousness to monitor the dynamics of the various legions within the temple, retracted her divine soul power once she saw order restored.

Exhaling softly, she gazed at the blood moon hanging high in the sky, her crimson-gold eyes slightly lost in thought.

This was the longest period of time she had traversed through history so far.

In total, she had been in this era for three and a half years.

At first, she hadn’t intended to stay in this era for so long. However, perhaps due to the further refinement of the Gospel of Blood or because she gradually took over Lilith’s identity, this time travel did not gradually reject her over time as it had before.

The Gospel of Blood now possessed the ability for proactive time travel.

Naturally, it also gained the ability for proactive “departure.”

However, this proactive “departure” came with a “price.”

After further exploring the “River of History”, Charlotte discovered that if she “left” this time, the next proactive time travel could only take place after the Northern Frontier was pacified.

This was not what Charlotte wanted to see.

Facing the Old Gods of the Northern Frontier, she could handle them effortlessly, as they were almost all Demigods, suppressed firmly by the blood divine power.

But after the Northern Frontier was pacified, the Bloodborne Progenitor would face true Gods.

According to the historical progress, at that time, those among the Old Gods who had reached the level of true Gods would gradually awaken, and the lucky ones who had acquired mythological legacies would also ascend to Godhood.

Meanwhile, the Bloodborne Progenitor would officially start the continental conquest, signifying the climax of the Mythic Era.

In other words, if she wanted to exploit history, this time travel was the only chance. For the next time travel, Charlotte would need to reach the level of a true God to ensure her safety.

Thus, unwittingly, month after month, year after year, three and a half years passed in a blur.

These three and a half years even surpassed the time Charlotte had spent in the future.

Sometimes, it made her feel as if the Mythic Era was her true time.

In these three and a half years, she spent most of her time fighting the allied forces of the Old Gods with the bloodbornes. She had personally slain over thirty Old Gods.

During these three and a half years, Charlotte gradually became familiar with “Lilith’s” identity and formed deep friendships with many bloodbornes of this era.

Especially those nobles from the future, even the infamous Blood Demon Archduke Abaddon, despised by everyone in the future, knelt at her feet, becoming her fervent admirer.

Of course, saying it this way might not be entirely accurate.

When she first met these future nobles, Charlotte noticed they were completely different from the “traitors” of the future.

In this era, they were each more loyal than the other.

They had different personalities, perhaps each with their own thoughts and flaws, but what was consistent was their pride in their “bloodborne identity” and their fervent worship and loyalty to the Bloodborne Progenitor.

If Charlotte had preached in this era, each future noble might have become her devout follower.

This even led Charlotte to speculate that the “betrayal” of the future nobles might have an unknown inside story.

But overall, she found these bloodbornes quite endearing. Even those who would become her enemies in the future were still her loyal followers in this era.

Sometimes, Charlotte really wanted to find a way to change the future, hoping that in the future era, she and the nobles wouldn’t become enemies.

But unfortunately, history that has already occurred cannot be changed.

She didn’t know what would happen afterward. All she could do was treat these future nobles as well as possible in this timeline, hoping to leave some “influence.”

However, three and a half years was about the limit.

Not only for Charlotte herself, but the time she spent “slumbering” in the future was also too long.

Retracting her gaze from the night sky, Charlotte’s consciousness sank into her body.

In her chest, the blazing divine flame burned fiercely, and amid the divine flame, a vague illusory crystal was about to take shape.

That crystal, faintly visible, was not yet solid, with thorny rose patterns vaguely discernible on it.

That was Charlotte’s yet-to-be-formed divine core.

In these three and a half years, Charlotte had slain over thirty Demigods and acquired an unknown amount of divine power.

The amount of blood divine power within her had long since increased significantly. If her divine power capacity was a bucket when she first arrived, it was now a large vat, with the divine power reserves increased by more than tenfold.

However, it could only go so far.

Half a year ago, Charlotte discovered that continuing to absorb the divine power of other Demigods no longer allowed her to increase her divine power. She had reached the bottleneck of a Demigod.

To further enhance her power, she needed to ascend to “True God.”

Charlotte had tried to “ascend” many times, but she couldn’t find the knack. She always felt she was missing something and couldn’t take that step.

In the past six months, while continuing to sweep through the remnants of the Old Gods Alliance, she searched for a way to ascend.

After six months, she hadn’t found a way, but she had nearly conquered the entire Northern Frontier.

At this point, she vaguely guessed that perhaps the reason she couldn’t ascend was that this era didn’t belong to her.

In essence, she was still an “unregistered” entity in this era, only able to stay for a long time by borrowing Lilith’s identity.

Maybe, only by returning to her era could she continue the next step and find the opportunity to “ascend.”

Thinking this, Charlotte looked at the Gospel of Blood deep in her consciousness.

In three and a half years, the Gospel of Blood was no longer as blurry as it was initially but had become as clear as in the future.

Moreover, the thickness of the Gospel had almost doubled, with many myth-level spells added.

Charlotte could cut down the Old Gods like slicing fruits and vegetables, not only because of the suppression of the blood divine power but also due to the various spells used by the Gods recorded in the Gospel of Blood.

However, like Charlotte’s power, the recovery of the Gospel of Blood also seemed to have reached its limit, as if there was also some kind of bottleneck.

“It seems… after dealing with the Old Gods Alliance, I should leave this era.”

Charlotte muttered to herself.

A loud dragon roar drew Charlotte’s attention.

Her heart stirred as she looked at the sky, seeing a two-legged dragon descending from above.

On the dragon’s back stood a figure in silver armor, who leaped down and landed in front of Charlotte.

It was none other than Harald, who had been tracking the Old Gods’ movements.

He knelt on one knee and respectfully said to Charlotte.

“Teacher, I have news about the Sun Temple you asked me to investigate.”