Tome of Blood

pain.

Excruciating pain!

When Charlotte woke up again, she found that she was hung on a metal cross, and four huge iron nails penetrated her left and right palms and two crossed soles respectively.

The gurgling blood flowed down the cross like a stream, and poured into the grooves already carved on the ground.

Charlotte reluctantly looked at it, and could probably see a circular pattern centered on a cross in the dim crimson moonlight of the skylight. It was extremely complicated, like a magic circle in a novel, surrounded by kneeling maids and waiters Pretend to be a living corpse.

The Countess of Castel stood at the forefront, exuding a terrifying aura.

She was facing herself, holding a blood-red torn page in her hand, as if torn from some ancient book.

Seeing Charlotte waking up, the countess smiled slightly, showing two sharp teeth:

"Yo, my baby, you're awake."

Charlotte's heart sank.

Hanging on a cross is not a good situation.

Combined with the unscrupulous magic circle under him, and the living corpses around him who were obviously doing some kind of prayer, Charlotte, who was familiar with the web, had roughly guessed that he was probably being used as a sacrifice by the other party.

This world...is not an ordinary different world at all!

The brain was running fast, Charlotte sniffed, and the crystal tears fell down like silver beads in an instant, leaving two curved tear marks on the pink and beautiful face.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

She whispered, and looked at the Countess of Castel with a weak, pitiful and helpless cute eyes.

Seeing that pitiful and unbearable appearance, even the Countess of Castel, who had turned into a monster, was slightly taken aback, and the terrifying aura on her body stagnated faintly.

But soon, her gaze became deep again.

The scarlet eyes flickered slightly, and the greedy gaze slowly slid across Charlotte's body:

"What a charming little elf, it would be a pity not to be accepted as a charming blood servant."

As she spoke, she opened her ferocious mouth and taunted like a hunter teasing her prey:

"Poor little thing, now...don't pretend."

"Little Charlotte died of illness a long time ago. You are just the true spirit of the saints of the holy royal court that I summoned to complete the last blood sacrifice ceremony."

"Haha... with the saint's true spirit as a sacrifice, my lord must be quite satisfied!"

The secret of time travel was exposed, and Charlotte only felt a tightness in her heart.

But following that, there was still a trace of doubt.

The true spirit of the saints of the Holy King's Court?

What the hell is that?

As if thinking of something, Charlotte's heart moved slightly.

She quickly stopped crying, and said quickly:

"Grandmother, no, Countess of Castel, I think... there may be some misunderstanding between us..."

However, the old woman lost interest in continuing the chat and shook her head mockingly:

"Misunderstanding? Hey, pointless struggle."

After finishing speaking, she took out a dirty cross from her bosom and pointed it at the girl hanging in the air.

The old and crazy voice trembled slightly, with a ferocious and frenzied expression:

"Come on! Holy Spirit! Let me admire your divine light about to fall and your painfully distorted expression!"

A deep light bloomed on the cross, carrying an aura of chaos and evil.

In the cruel and tyrannical eyes of the Countess of Castel, a dirty light shone on Charlotte.

"Howl! Scream! Feel...the pain and despair that belong to the darkness!"

not good!

Seeing the evil halo that made people feel sick just by looking at it, Charlotte's heart tightened.

Shocked and angry, she couldn't avoid it, she could only turn her head sideways, close her eyes and clenched her teeth.

The evil and chaotic radiance envelops the girl like sludge thrown into this world.

However, the imagined pain did not come.

Except for feeling a bit cold, and there seemed to be countless crazy and low-pitched whispers whispering beside her ears, Charlotte didn't feel any discomfort in her body.

Um?

She tentatively opened her eyes.

The Countess still fanatically held up the dirty cross with an extremely hideous expression.

The light and darkness of the cross flickered, and the coercion was overwhelming, enveloping everything.

The basement is deep and cold, like falling into an abyss.

But other than that...

Nothing happened.

Charlotte looked a little dazed.

Although she didn't speak, she was a little confused and puzzled, and seemed to be mixed with a happy and apprehensive expression, as if she was saying:

That's it?

The old woman was also stunned.

She frowned slightly, and looked over and over at the dirty cross in her hand, as if trying to find out what was wrong.

After looking at it for a while, she frowned and raised the cross again, then aroused her magic power again, and chanted with a crazier voice:

"Scream! Beg for mercy! Cry desperately in the fallen light!"

The deep light bloomed again, covering Charlotte's body, which was more evil and chaotic than the breath just now.

But this time.

Still nothing happened...

Charlotte: ...

Countess: ...

The two looked at each other.

The atmosphere was a little bit awkward.

The old woman's expression was instantly ferocious, and the terrifying magic power erupted like a volcano:

"Why! Why is there no divine light on your body?! Why haven't you been corrupted by the corrupted light?!"

The continuous ups and downs of tsunami-like coercion, accompanied by crazy roars, brought unprecedented pressure on the girl.

However, Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief.

Based on what the old hag said before, she already roughly guessed the reason.

The girl regained her composure, and her voice gained a bit of confidence:

"Countess of Castel, I think... There is really a misunderstanding between us."

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?"

The old woman's eyes were scarlet, and her expression was as dangerous as a raging beast.

Charlotte considered the language and said:

"You, should you be holding some special ceremony? And this ceremony is also related to the saints of the holy royal court?"

"What I want to say is that I am not actually a saint of the holy royal court."

"That...you seem to have pulled the wrong person."

The Countess of Castel was silent.

In the next second, Charlotte only felt a powerful spiritual force descending on her.

After a while, the mental power dissipated, and the countess' expression became extremely ugly:

"There is no sacred mark..."

"It's really not a saint of the holy royal court!"

"How is it possible? How is this possible!"

"Since you are not a believer in the Holy King's Court, why were you summoned by the Holy Spirit Summoning Ceremony?"

How would I know?

I just worked overtime all night and fell asleep in a daze, who knew that I would be in this ghost place when I woke up!

What's more, even the gender has been changed!

Charlotte complained in her heart.

Her complexion remained unchanged, and she shook her head:

"I don't know either."

"When I woke up, I was already like this."

As she spoke, she considered her language, showed a smile that she thought was friendly, and continued:

"Countess of Castle."

"As you can see, I am not the holy spirit you need, and it seems meaningless for you to sacrifice me."

"Perhaps we can talk about..."

"Talk about it? Do you think you are qualified?"

The Countess of Castel's red eyes flickered with a sneer on her face.

Her killing intent was so strong, as if she completely attributed the failure of the summoning to Charlotte.

Charlotte has no doubt that if she cannot give a suitable reason, the old hag in front of her will definitely kill her without hesitation in the next second.

Suppressing the uneasiness in her heart, Charlotte pretended to be calm and continued to laugh:

"That's not necessarily the case. Compared with the doomed sacrifice, I feel that I am alive and bring you more benefits."

"Summoning me here may be another kind of unexpected joy for you."

A man can bend and stretch.

Now in the midst of a life-and-death crisis, facing yet another crazy old woman who was obviously mentally unstable, Charlotte felt no pressure at all.

Put face and self-esteem aside for the time being.

Find a way to survive first!

"Oh? So...you still have some abilities that I don't know about?"

The Countess of Castel raised her eyebrows slightly.

This time, she looked at the girl carefully, and seemed to be a little interested:

"Tell me, what do you know?"

Charlotte smiled slightly and continued:

"For example... I know a lot of delicious food, all of which are delicacies that you have never seen before."

After she finished speaking, she saw Countess Castel's eyes move slightly.

This was to be expected, too, from the shattered memories Charlotte inherited, and the Countess of Castell was indeed a gourmand.

only……

"If it's just delicious food, it's not enough to buy your life, my little Charlotte."

The countess shook her head slightly.

"I'll still be in business. I'm confident that the Castel family's property can be expanded several times within ten years..."

Charlotte pondered for a few seconds and continued to increase the size.

The Countess of Castel seemed to be moved in thought.

But in the end, the gaze she looked at the girl remained unchanged, and the meaning of exploration was deeper.

Charlotte gritted her teeth:

"I also know a lot of knowledge, which is not available in this world, and each of them may bring changes to this era!"

"I……"

"etc!"

Upon hearing this, the Countess of Castel suddenly interrupted her.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and asked:

"You just said...you know a lot of knowledge that is not available in this world?"

Charlotte hesitated:

"Yes."

"You... come from another world?"

Charlotte subconsciously wanted to deny it.

But feeling her locked breath, she hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly:

"Yes."

Anyway, the secret of changing body has been known.

Plus one from another world, it seems to be nothing.

The Countess of Castel was silent again.

Gradually, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, turning into a satisfied smile, and that smile continued to bloom, becoming more willful, and finally turned into an excited laugh:

"Hehe...hehe...hahaha..."

"Hahahahaha!"

"good, very good, excellent!"

Seeing the other party so happy, although Charlotte felt a little strange and uneasy, she was finally relieved temporarily.

Burying her fear, aggrievedness and anger deep in her heart, she suppressed her anxiety and nervousness, tried to look relaxed, and said with a smile:

"It seems that you are very satisfied."

"So... can you put me down first?"

As she spoke, she twisted her body, which was so painful that she was almost unconscious, and sighed pretending not to care:

"Honestly, it's hard to hang here, I feel like my blood is draining..."

"puff……"

A dull pain suddenly came from the abdomen, and Charlotte only felt a strong sense of vomiting, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs.

She lowered her head slowly, her expression incredulous.

Under her body, a fist-thick, terrifying black tentacle penetrated her stomach, and was twitching crazily inside.

On the other side of the tentacles, there was the countess of Castel, who had lost her smile and was expressionless.

"For...why..."

Feeling the rapidly dissipating vitality, Charlotte's eyes widened, a little unwilling and a little confused.

The old woman sneered:

"Why? Of course, according to the ritual, the sacrifice continued."

As she said that, her expression became ferocious and greedy, bloodthirsty and fanatical:

"Hehe, unexpected joy, you are right, you are really my unexpected joy!"

"Souls from other worlds, this is an existence that is a hundred times more precious than the true spirits of saints!"

"What are holy saints?"

"As long as the blood is sacrificed to you, I will surely welcome the Lord's gift and receive unprecedented divine grace!"

Grass!

Like this?

Charlotte cursed secretly.

She raised her head with difficulty, and pulled out a smile at the old woman with the last bit of strength:

"Okay... you're paralyzed."

The Countess of Castel frowned.

Although she didn't understand the other party's awkward vocabulary, she instinctively felt that it should not be a good word.

Looking at the more rounded red moon outside the skylight, she grinned cruelly:

"The auspicious time has come."

"My unexpected joy... Enjoy the last crimson moonlight!"

After finishing speaking, she put down the dark cross and held up the blood-red broken page, her body glowing brightly.

Charlotte only felt that she was locked by a strange force that was hard to describe in words, and she lost control of her body in an instant.

The blood in the body is gradually boiling, and the hideous wound on the abdomen seems to be burning continuously, which is the sign of the beginning of the sacrificial ceremony...

have to.

Just two days after traveling, I have to kneel. I am afraid that there is no more miserable traveler than myself.

Charlotte sighed inwardly.

I knew it was going to be like this... She shouldn't be so reserved after time travel, she should study her new body carefully first.

Thinking so wildly, time seemed to slow down like never before.

At the same time, the cadenced prayers of the Countess of Castel and the living corpses slowly entered Charlotte's ears:

"The master who wanders in the abyss and the present world,"

"The embodiment of corruption and decay,"

"Savior of the descendants of blood..."

"The great Gorefiend Grand Duke - Abaddon!"

"Your humble servant, I pray for your gift..."

"I would like to offer the most precious blood of the Castel family and the soul from another world, and pray that you will bestow eternal youth and vitality on this humble servant..."

Um……

This prayer...

It seems...somewhat familiar...

Just as Charlotte's consciousness gradually blurred, her vision suddenly brightened.

In the scarlet light, a series of simple and strange words slowly appeared in front of her eyes:

["The Holy Code of Blood" detected a divine ritual in transit——]

[Skill Name: Bloodline Sacrifice Ceremony]

【Sacrifice: Charlotte de Castel】

[Sacrificer: Elena de Castel]

[Recipient: Blood Demon Grand Duke Abaddon]

[Effect of the technique: Using the sacrifice of one's own blood as a guide, the sacrificer gets the power of his blood and life, and the receiver gets his soul and memory. 】

[Interception probability judgment: 100%]

【Intercept? 】

Charlotte: ...

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