Gospel of Blood

Charlotte found herself once again in the unique space of the “River of Time.”

As she had guessed, with continuous improvement, the Gospel of Blood now possessed the ability to actively traverse time and space at will.

Upon immersing herself in consciousness and actively invoking the blood divine power, she once again arrived at the “intersection of time”, composed of countless mirror fragments.

Unlike the previous time she entered this space, this time, the place where Charlotte stood had advanced further.

In front of her, there were still countless broken and dim mirrors extending into the distant future, while behind her, more mirrors representing the already established history had appeared.

Charlotte looked at these newly appeared mirrors, reflecting the various experiences of the past three and a half years of her recent time travel.

Among them, there were scenes of leading the bloodbornes against the Old Gods Alliance, drinking with Oceanus, and the final mythical battle in the Dragonspine Mountains.

Clearly, her latest time travel had indeed “repaired” a part of history, and these mirrors were the manifestation of the history she “created” in the River of Time.

Charlotte then looked down at her hands.

It was no longer an elusive sensation but had materialized solidly in her grasp.

At this moment, the Gospel was open to the last page, where new pages and words were continuously appearing—

『Gospel of Blood – Genesis Chapter』

『I shall know the darkness of the past,』

『I shall possess the light of the future,』

『The Clock of Ages at my feet,』

『The Book of Time in my hands.』

『Genesis Chapter Ability Awakened—』

『Temporal Rewind (Active)』

『Temporal Rewind: As the core of the creation power, the Gospel of Blood awakens the ability of time reversal, capable of consuming the power of creation to rewind time and return to specific time nodes for a certain duration.』

“Temporal Rewind? Power of creation? Could it be… referring to that faint white mist produced by the fusion of blood divine power and holy power?”

Charlotte thought to herself.

She closed the Gospel of Blood and looked down at her feet.

There it was, the familiar illusory clock.

Of course, now Charlotte knew its name—The Clock of Ages.

Charlotte looked ahead, at the endless broken dim mirrors leading to the starry “future” world.

Taking a deep breath, she stepped forward.

The blood divine power began to circulate again, and Charlotte felt her divine power being rapidly consumed.

With a thought, those temporarily “sealed” faint white mists replaced the blood divine power, halting the consumption of her divine power and instead depleting the origin mist.

The origin mist began to diminish, and simultaneously, the Clock of Ages beneath her started to spin rapidly.

Unlike her previous visit to this world, this time the spinning was not counterclockwise, but clockwise.

The surrounding scenery changed rapidly, with countless broken dim mirrors flying past, and beneath the Clock of Ages, Charlotte once again saw the projection of the entire Myria world.

No, to say it was a world projection would be inappropriate, it looked more like a view of Myria from the outside of the universe.

The planet’s day and night cycled rapidly, and countless stars soared across the sky.

As Charlotte’s lifted foot came down, she had arrived at the end of the River of Time.

Charlotte looked back, and the history from a thousand years ago had become unattainable, while the fragments of time capturing her becoming the Countess of Castell and the Queen of Starfall had reappeared before her.

However, Charlotte noticed that behind those scenes, closer to her current position, there were quite a few unfamiliar scenes.

Charlotte’s heart stirred, realizing that these scenes were likely time fragments of the “future world” captured during her “slumber.”

In other words, the things she had been worried about and curious about for the past three and a half years could now be confirmed: while she traveled to the past, time in reality continued to pass.

Charlotte then looked at the fragments leading to her becoming “Charlotte.”

Those were much further away.

And from that fragment to the last time fragment of her known history, the length of the fragments was about the same as the newly added ones.

This realization made Charlotte think.

“My previous travels through time were shorter each time, but I slept longer each time.”

“However, those were passive travels. This time it was active, so past experiences and logic no longer apply.”

“The newly added scenes in the River of Time are not many, and their number is similar to the number of reality fragments I saw during my last time travel.”

“In reality, I’ve been in past Myria for about three and a half years. So, this time traveling actively means that only three and a half years have passed in reality as well.”

“Unlike passive time travel, this kind of active travel seems to have the same time flow rate as my historical travel!”

Scanning through the scenes, Charlotte quickly reached this conclusion.

“Three and a half years… Well, I had prepared for the worst, expecting to wake up after more than ten years.”

Charlotte breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Of course, three and a half years is still a long time. Besides her “slumbering” time, she had only known Nice for three and a half years. And now Nice had been playing her role for three and a half years, which made Charlotte somewhat worried.

“Let’s get back quickly. It’s not advisable to stay in this space too long.”

Charlotte thought.

Taking a deep breath, Charlotte looked at the last mirror.

It represented the “present”, the only time node she could reach to return to the “future.”

The origin mist spread again, and Charlotte reached out, touching it.

Ripples spread across the mirror, and Charlotte felt a strange pull, drawing her in…

The world spun, her vision went dark, and after an indescribable sense of weightlessness, Charlotte regained her senses.

Her consciousness stirred, and she slowly opened her eyes.

She had awakened in reality.

A subtle wave of energy spread from Charlotte as the center, creating ripples.

The next moment, Charlotte felt an immense and vast “power of faith” converging from all directions…

…

Starfall Kingdom, Starfall City.

In the grand and solemn Holy Court Cathedral, a priest in white robes was leading over ten worshippers in prayer.

In the prayer hall, a towering statue representing the Creator God Harald stood in the center, appearing sacred and majestic under the holy radiance.

The prayer soon ended, and the worshippers respectfully saluted the priest before leaving. On the platform, several priests exchanged worried glances.

“Today… are there fewer worshippers again?”

“Yes, a few less.”

“They must have been absorbed by that heretic cult again, right?”

“Yes, they are now openly spreading their doctrines.”

“Is there no news from the Theocracy?”

“Even if there is news, what can be done? How many edicts have been issued in the past few years? But this is the Starfall Kingdom!”

“Yes… After all, behind that heretic cult is the Saintess herself, who is almost revered by those heretics as a living God.”

“Saintess? She’s clearly a Witch! No, a Sorceress! Fallen and betraying her own God, she will eventually face the Creator’s judgment!”

“Shh! Silence! This is the Starfall City, be careful what you say!”

“What is there to fear? This is a cathedral!”

“But those blood-guard loyal to the royal family don’t care about that…”

“…..”

The priests’ conversation gradually quieted down.

They instinctively looked around cautiously, and after their gazes met again, they sighed helplessly.

Shaking their heads, they prepared to leave the prayer hall. However, just as they were about to close the door, a dazzling radiance suddenly erupted in the hall.

The priests were slightly stunned.

They looked up, and the source of the radiance was the towering statue of the Creator in the center of the hall, shining brilliantly with white-gold holy light.

Particles of light spread from the statue, warm, radiant, and holy.

They danced continuously, like jubilant little spirits, seemingly celebrating something.

The priests’ eyes widened.

“This… this is…”

“A miracle! It’s a miracle! It’s the miracle of the Creator!”

Among the priests, the oldest one seemed to recall something, and his expression changed, becoming increasingly excited.

“No… This is not just an ordinary miracle.”

“Holy light illuminating, spirits dancing…”

“This is the statue’s manifestation… This is the statue’s manifestation recorded in the bible!”

“Our Holy Court… has a God awakening!”

…

In another part of Starfall City, within a dignified noble estate. Here, too, many worshippers were praying.

However, unlike the Holy Court’s white-robed members, everyone here, from the priests to the worshippers, was dressed in black robes.

“Praise the darkness, praise the order!”

“May our Lord’s glory end this chaotic era, may our Lord’s will reshape this fallen world!”

The fervent prayers were uniform and orderly, as worshippers reverently bowed to a small, mysterious, faceless statue at the front.

Suddenly, a deep radiance blossomed from the statue, and countless flying crimson particles spread out.

Seeing this, the priests and worshippers were slightly stunned, then quickly became excited.

“This is… a miracle, this is a miracle!”

“Our Lord has heard our prayers! This must be our Lord hearing our prayers!”

“Praise the darkness! Praise the order! Praise the great God Nyx!”

…

At the same time, in various cities and villages of Myria.

Whether in the Holy Court’s cathedrals or the Nightshade Cult’s hidden spots, all statues manifested anomalies.

In the palace of the Starfall Kingdom, in the Queen’s Study of the Red Palace.

The “Starfall’s Little Queen”, who was listlessly browsing documents, suddenly perked up, her whole body shivering as she sat up straight.

“This… this aura is…”

Her eyes widened, looking in a certain direction.

Her expression became increasingly excited as she quickly stood up and rushed out of the study with a whoosh.