Tome of Blood

The great prophet of the Hortosh clan knelt before the piece of meat and recited the true name of the god.

The huge sarcoma trembled slightly with the rhythm of the "heart".

Facing the call of the great prophet of the Hortosh clan, the blurry face and eyes were closed without any reaction.

Time passed by minute by second, and it was as if time had stood still in the ruined temple. Only the beating sound of the "heart" was still proving the passage of time.

Looking at the blurry face that was integrated with the sarcoma and showed no signs of waking up, the great prophet Mago had a somewhat complicated expression.

She took a deep breath and said again:

"My Queen, the reality of the Holy Land has been noticed by the envoys of the Holy Royal Court. The power within the clan against the fallen vampires is getting weaker and weaker. We...may not be able to continue to persevere."

"We have prepared the necessary sacrifices according to your instructions, and can perform the final Nirvana ceremony at any time according to your instructions."

"Your Majesty the Great Scarlet Queen Rowena, your humble and devout believers are praying to you for a response. May I ask...can we carry out the last step as planned?"

The great prophet's voice echoed in the temple, and this time... Sarcoma finally responded.

The dark red light flickered slowly, and the deep, ancient, chaotic and dark aura undulated slightly.

The great prophet Mago was lying on the ground, feeling the kind and gentle magic touch his face, and heard a low murmur in his ears.

The whisper was not clear, like a whisper in the wind, but it carried an inspiring power, as if confirming her request.

Great Prophet Mago's body shook slightly.

Feeling the implicit encouragement, her eyes lit up and she looked a little excited.

I saw her bowing respectfully to Sarcoma again, and said with a fanatical expression:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, my humble servant Mago hears your will."

"I will carry out the final sacrifice ceremony according to the original plan to help you take the final step and ascend to the throne of the true God!"

"Please wait a moment, it's going very quickly, everything... is going very quickly!"

The dark red light flashed, and the faint whisper continued to whisper, as if the queen was confirming her response.

Great Prophet Mago stood up again, and with a flash of light in his hand, he summoned various sacrifices from the storage space.

Incomplete sculptures, strange stone statues, mysterious pieces of meat, crystal stones with strange luster, and various fragments of armor weapons and ancient statues.

These sacrifices... have been collected by the blood clan of the Hortosh clan from the north through various methods for hundreds of years. Those who once belonged to the old gods of Miria and the true ancestors of blood, remain the blood of the gods and Power stuff.

And as these things that retained the power of the old gods were taken out, a heart-stopping aura quickly spread in the temple.

The next moment, the beating "heart" in the sarcoma beat faster.

The murmur floated like a breeze, seeming a little impatient. Feeling the encouragement and affirmation in the whisper, the great prophet Mago became more confident.

She saw another flash of light in her hand, took out the altar that had been arranged in advance, placed it under the throne, and drew a complicated sacrificial circle with blood.

Then, she used her magic power to place the sacrifices on various altars from a distance.

The sacrifices are in place, the ceremony is in place, and everything is ready.

The Great Prophet Mago let out a breath, saluted again to the huge sarcoma on the throne, and then started to activate the magic power in the magic circle.

However, at the moment when she was about to take the last step, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind her with a sigh:

"If I were you, I wouldn't be so reckless in carrying out such a sacrificial ceremony that is obviously unreliable at first glance."

"who?!"

Mago, the elder, was startled.

She quickly cast a magic barrier and turned around warily.

Behind her, a familiar figure stood.

Long golden hair, blue eyes, gorgeous clothes.

It was Charlotte who had left the Hortosh Holy Land.

Great Prophet Mago’s expression suddenly changed.

She snorted coldly, her magic power exploded, and her legendary level of coercion instantly bloomed.

The dark red magic power condensed into a terrifying giant hand and pressed towards Charlotte, but the next moment... it passed through Charlotte's body.

"projection?"

Great Prophet Mago was stunned for a moment.

The magic power gradually subsided, and she frowned, looking at the illusory figure in front of her with an unkind expression:

"Your Majesty Charlotte, how did you get in?"

"Prying into the secrets of the gods is taboo. Do you want to declare war on my Hortosh clan by doing this?"

The great prophet looked cold and looked at the girl in front of him warily.

At the same time, she quickly scanned the surroundings with her peripheral vision, looking for the object on which the projection was based.

"I'm just worried about the Hortosh clan."

Charlotte shook her head.

As she spoke, she took steps towards the throne in the center of the temple.

"stop!"

Great Prophet Mago's expression suddenly changed.

She stretched out her hand to stop her, but her body passed right through Charlotte.

Charlotte came to the throne of God.

Looking at the huge sarcoma on the throne and the blurry human face on the sarcoma, she sighed softly and said:

"After arriving at the Hortosh Holy Land, I was very curious. The Hortosh clan has declined to this point and the clan is facing a huge crisis, but the Scarlet Queen Rowena still cannot come out. It is really unreasonable..."

"It turns out that the Scarlet Queen... has already fallen."

"Shut up! Charlotte de Castel, I respect you as a descendant of God, but that doesn't mean I can tolerate your blasphemy against our Lord!"

After hearing Charlotte's words, Great Prophet Mago's expression changed drastically. She looked angry and reprimanded sternly.

"Blasphemy?"

Charlotte paused slightly.

Her eyes swept over the blood-soaked altar and various sacrifices in front of the sarcoma, and she sighed softly and said:

"Sacrifice the remaining power of the old gods as sacrifices, and fuse the bloodlines of various mythical creatures together..."

"Your Majesty the Great Prophet, do you know what you are doing?"

"If you want to say it's blasphemy, the ceremony you are preparing is the real blasphemy to the gods, right?"

Great Prophet Margot stood in front of Charlotte and said coldly:

"I am just carrying out my lord's oracle. This is the path my lord has chosen, the most difficult road. You cowardly defectors will not understand my lord's painstaking efforts."

"Blasphemy? Hmph, if you really want to say blasphemy, your intrusion is a blasphemy against the gods. Does the Holy Royal Court want to declare war on our Lord by acting like this?"

Charlotte shook her head:

"Your Majesty the Great Prophet, please don't be angry. I have no ill intentions towards Hortosh, and I do not represent the Holy Royal Court. I admit that my snooping is not polite, but I just don't want to see you or see Hortosh. The Tsoshi clan is just on the wrong path."

After saying that, she looked at the sarcoma and said:

"This...should be the so-called Scarlet Queen? With all due respect, I can no longer sense the slightest will of the gods. If it is really the Scarlet Queen Rowena, then I think...it should also be 'once' ”

"I can probably guess what you plan to do. If I'm not wrong, you should want to use the 'laws' of other gods to help Rowena perfect the laws, right? Or... help Roy Na Mian's 'resurrection'?"

"Not to mention whether the laws between gods can truly perfect each other. In my opinion, blending the power of gods from different sources is just a meaningless pile-up."

"Your Majesty the Great Prophet, with all due respect, what you are planning is completely useless for ascending to the gods, let alone resurrecting the fallen gods. At best, what you can do is to create a 'monster' with power similar to that of a god. That’s all.”

"shut up!"

Great Prophet Mago looked angry:

"You're just a lackey of the Holy Royal Court. You don't understand anything, so don't talk nonsense here!"

"I emphasize again, my lord has not fallen, this is just a part of my lord's plan."

"My Lord did not fall. My Lord took the initiative to become like this. This is broken and then established."

"Destroy and then stand?"

Charlotte looked surprised.

She looked at the piece of meat on the throne with some surprise, and was also a little surprised:

"What do you mean, these pieces of meat...are actually the Scarlet Queen herself?"

Great Prophet Mago nodded subconsciously, then frowned and reprimanded:

"What piece of meat? Please watch your words!"

"This is my Lord's holy body! It is also the stage that my Lord must go through in Nirvana!"

"The power of a vampire comes from blood, but it is also limited by blood."

"As a true god, the True Ancestor of Blood created the Vampire Clan and brought extraordinary power to the Vampire Clan, but at the same time, it also limited the upper limit of the Vampire Clan's power."

"No vampire can truly reach the level of a true god, not even the most gifted prince."

"The only one who can reach the true god... is the true ancestor!"

"That's why my lord chose a difficult path and became like this."

"But this is only temporary..."

"When the ceremony of conferring gods is over, when my Lord ascends to the true myth, my Lord will naturally end this special state and return to His original appearance!"

After saying that, the Great Prophet looked at Charlotte again and said:

"Your Excellency Charlotte, I don't know what means you used to enter our Lord's temple. If you really have no ill intentions towards my Hortosh clan, please end this blasphemous spying immediately!"

Charlotte shook her head:

"Snooping? Sorry, I'm actually watching openly now."

"Um... don't look at me with such angry eyes. I really don't mean any harm. Otherwise, I would have ruined your ceremony long ago."

"You are a legend, and you should also know that it is much easier to ruin something than to make it happen."

"It's better to say that me talking to you directly is a sign of sincerity."

"After all...if I am really hostile, wouldn't it be more meaningful to sabotage your ceremony at the most critical moment than to be exposed in front of you now?"

"Look, you haven't expelled me yet. I think I can think that you can't do anything about me, right?"

"If that's the case, why can't we continue talking?"

"After all, even the gods you worship have not expelled me. Does this count as recognition of me in another sense?"

After hearing Charlotte's words, Great Prophet Mago frowned slightly.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she did not notice the other party's prying eyes before.

It would be better to say that even now, she has not figured out how the other party's projection appeared in the temple.

She didn't even know what kind of power the other party was borrowing.

Not only that, although the queen's condition is very bad, gods are gods after all.

This temple is the home of Her Majesty the Queen, and Her Majesty has also been left with a mythical level of restrictions. It is a constant magic that transcends all spells. Its strength is so high that legends cannot detect it.

No, let alone a legend, I’m afraid he’s not even a demigod.

Even if you are a demigod, if you break into the temple rashly, you will definitely cause a stir.

In other words, without the permission of Her Majesty the Queen, other forces cannot penetrate at all.

From this perspective, the other party is able to perform remote projection and come here to talk nonsense, and I am afraid that it has indeed obtained the "tacit approval" of the Queen...

Of course, the other party's blasphemous behavior did make her extremely angry.

Thinking of this, Great Prophet Mago calmed down and calmed down more or less:

"Your Majesty Charlotte, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I just want to understand the actual situation. By the way, I want to prevent the Hortosh clan from going astray and put an end to possible bad results."

Charlotte said.

After saying that, she looked at the altar and continued:

To be honest, while I don't approve of your ritual, I won't stop you if you really want to do it. "

"There is an old saying in my hometown, no tears will be shed until the coffin is seen. Although I can almost predict what you will 'create' after the ceremony, I know that there is no way to convince you now."

"After all...you have been preparing for so many years."

"In that case, please allow me to watch the ceremony from the sidelines."

"If everything goes as you wish, and the gods ascend to the throne, everyone will naturally be happy, but if something really goes wrong, maybe I can be of some help."

"I don't know, what do you think of my proposal?"