Tome of Blood

"Master, are we really not going to kill him?"

After handing Earl Tulip's five-flowered bundle to the blood servant, Sebastian followed Charlotte and asked respectfully.

"Kill him? It's too cheap for him to kill him for so many crimes."

Charlotte shook her head.

"Then... how do you plan to deal with it?"

"There is a grievance and a debtor. As the mastermind behind Drunk Dream Salon, he should be punished..."

The girl said pointedly.

Saying that, Charlotte looked towards the cells on both sides of the corridor.

There was no one in the cell, and the imprisoned girls had been sent away by blood servants under her order, including Castel's maids.

They have been rescued, and now... they should all have left the manor.

Perhaps, someone has already contacted the City Guard?

Of course, even if you contact him, it may be useless.

Because this is the drunk dream salon.

Even the City Guard would not dare to offend so many nobles.

Thinking of this, Charlotte sighed softly.

The nobles are the defenders of the order of Myria.

But nobles are also destroyers.

With power comes more than responsibility.

It is also accompanied by decay and depravity.

The light is still there though.

But where the light does not shine, it will fall into darkness.

It was very quiet in the corridor.

The controlled blood servants stood on both sides, their bodies stiff and their postures submissive.

Whenever Charlotte walked by, they would bend over, not daring to look directly.

The faint noise came from the surface, it was the Drunken Dream Salon that was still going on.

Charlotte, who has keen five senses, can even hear the laughter of the nobles.

Through the long corridor, the girl returned to the cave where the sacrificial ceremony was held.

In the deep and cold cave, countless bones are piled up like a mountain, as if you can hear the cries and wailing of the girls who were killed in despair and pain.

Charlotte, who has checked the memories of these remnants, can truly understand their pain, and feel their despair and resentment.

That kind of resentment, that kind of obsession, made their remnant souls reluctant to leave.

Even after so many years, even after being washed away by the sacrificial rituals again and again, it still lingers here.

Not only did not dissipate.

Instead, they gathered more and more.

"This farce...it's time to end."

Charlotte sighed slightly.

After hearing the girl's words, Sebastian narrowed his eyes.

He rolled up his sleeves, looking eager to try:

"Master... are we going to destroy this place?"

"No, not us."

Charlotte shook her head slightly.

Her eyes fell on the countless white bones, and she said softly:

"It's them."

Sebastian's heart moved slightly:

"Master...do you want it?"

"I'm going to wake them up."

"I want them to reappear in the world, and personally end this evil that brought them despair..."

Charlotte said.

Sebas stared slightly:

"Master, so many dead souls... I'm afraid they will attract the Duke's Mansion and the Church."

Charlotte chuckled:

"Wouldn't that be better?"

"Let the world see the evil here with their own eyes, and let the Duke's Mansion and the Church also see the resentment of those girls!"

"Everything here, don't try to hide anything!"

"But... you may also reveal your identity..."

Sebas couldn't help but said.

Charlotte chuckled:

"Then let's see if the Duke and the High Priest, who didn't personally fight in the Fire Demon Calamity, have the courage to come here in person and look directly at an evil god."

Saying that, Charlotte took a step and came to Bone Mountain.

She closed her eyes lightly, communicating with the divine power of blood stored in the holy tome of blood.

The huge divine power was drawn by her, and a vicissitudes of ancient aura rose from the girl.

Sebastian felt a vast and majestic aura spreading around the girl, which made him have an urge to worship.

He stared wide-eyed and looked at the girl in front of him frantically and excitedly. He only felt that the petite figure was like a giant emitting crimson radiance at this moment.

Charlotte closed her eyes gently.

With the blessing of the divine power of blood, the time for the true ancestor to be liberated was further shortened, but she felt that her five senses were stronger than ever, and the magical power of physical fitness boiled instantly.

Although the true ancestor's liberation has not been fully activated, her current spiritual sense can easily cover every piece of land in the entire manor.

She can feel the wandering undead, she can hear their cries, and she can see their resentment towards the nobles who are still enjoying themselves in the Drunken Dream Salon...

She also had a feeling that she could communicate with them.

Recalling the resurrection of the undead inherited from the bloodline talent, Charlotte's magic power is running quietly.

Under the resonance of the divine power, her magic power seemed to be filled with an incredible power, which quickly diffused and spread to the entire cave.

Charlotte gently stretched out her hands and raised them slightly.

She opened her eyes, and her red-gold pupils were filled with crimson brilliance, and then her immature and majestic voice sounded:

"Wake up, sleeping dead!"

The burst of divine power swept everything in an instant.

The next moment, I saw the countless white bones, and suddenly began to tremble!

The dark wind howled in the cave, and the strong resentment erupted like a tide.

Sharp howls and bitter cries resounded through the cave, and twisted black shadows struggled to climb out of the bone mountain.

No, that's not Sombra.

Those are hideous remnants of souls!

The dense red light lit up in the darkness, like a pair of eyes burning with flames, Sebas's scalp went numb looking at it.

No……

That is the eyes.

Those are the eyes of the dead souls!

Those eyes were burning with despair, pain, and the endless anger and resentment of the dead!

And through the black shadows, Sebastian seemed to see girls with illusory figures.

Their clothes were tattered, their bodies were covered with cuts and bruises, their pale skin and protruding eyes were extremely permeating, and their expressions were distorted and resentful.

Wraith...

This is a group of resentful spirits awakened by the resurrection of the undead!

Feeling the almost endless resentment and countless auras, even Sebastian, a superhuman at the peak of Silver Moon, couldn't help but be terrified.

Lady of the Night is here!

How many dead has the old man awakened? !

Charlotte looked at the wraiths she had summoned, and her majestic and immature voice resounded through the cave:

"Go, it's time for revenge..."

"Go find your enemies! Go and end all this...!"

After hearing her words, the scarlet eyes of the wraiths suddenly burst into scarlet brilliance.

They raised their heads together and looked up.

Indistinctly, the intoxicating music of Drunken Dream Salon seemed to be still floating.

And the looming music completely ignited the anger of the dead.

I saw them screaming and howling angrily, their bodies erupted with unprecedented terrifying resentment, turning into twisted shadows, rushing towards the hall above the cave!