Tome of Blood

Chapter 611 -110- True Ancestor Appears

Gregory made a shocking statement.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Charlotte.

"Blood...blood True Ancestor? Her Highness the Saint is the True Ancestor of Blood?!"

"Is he...is he telling the truth?!"

"No...Is it impossible?"

"Yes, Her Highness the Saint's divine power is so strong...How could the blood race possess divine power?"

"But...last year, the Inquisition did seize similar intelligence..."

"Could it be...Could it be..."

"..."

The clergy were in doubt and soon fell into a commotion.

There was no way, Gregory XII's speech was too explosive.

Of course, if it was just an explosive speech, it might not have made the clergy so suspicious.

What really made them commotion was that the Holy Court had indeed conducted a similar "investigation" a long time ago, and almost all the high-ranking clergy of the Theocracy knew that the original invitation to Charlotte was because the high priest and the Inquisition at that time suspected her identity and wanted to use this opportunity to thoroughly investigate.

Of course, the information obtained by the Inquisition at that time was not as scary as what Gregory XII said now.

The "information" obtained by the Inquisition at that time said that Charlotte was likely to be the ancient demigod of the resurrected blood race, the blood race god favored by the God of Darkness!

"Silence! Gregory XII has fallen! This is the illusion he created using the Mirick Shrine! Don't be fooled by him!"

The Grand Master of the Knights Templar, Angus, roared.

After saying that, he glanced at Charlotte again and continued:

"The holy power of Her Highness the Saint is rare in the world! Her Highness the Saint has been blessed by the Lord! Her Highness the Saint... is undoubtedly the Saint of my Holy Royal Court!"

"Gregory's so-called intelligence is even more instigated by the Blood Demon Cult! You must not fall into the trick of alienation!"

The holy light swept over, and the clergy quickly regained their composure, but the look they gave Charlotte became complicated and subtle after all.

"Haha, you fool who deceives yourself, but... it doesn't matter, anyway, you will all stay here today."

Gregory XII chuckled.

After saying that, he suddenly slammed the scepter in his hand to the ground, and a hidden energy wave spread out with him as the center.

One by one, the illusory elf inscriptions lit up around the palace, and soon, a complex and huge array appeared in the temple, covering everyone.

The silver-blue light flickered, shining on the clergy like bright moonlight.

Enshrouded by the "moonlight", all the clergy were shocked to find that the sacred power in their bodies began to slow down rapidly, as if they were filled with lead and could not be mobilized at all.

"The Moon Seal! This is the solidified forbidden Moon Seal of the elves! The forbidden Moon Seal that is said to be able to seal the gods!"

The old cardinal who knew the goods said in horror.

The ground began to tremble.

Then, accompanied by crazy roars, hideous and terrifying monsters rushed over from all directions of the temple.

They had evil breath and different shapes, but the only thing in common was that they all had a pair of crazy and violent blood-red eyes.

"Blood Demon! It's an out-of-control blood demon! So many out-of-control blood demons!"

A priest exclaimed.

The expression of the demon hunter cardinal Selina was unprecedentedly solemn.

Her eyes fell on the tattered robes of the monsters, and she felt the evil and chaotic divine power on them, and said in doubt:

"No..."

"They are not blood demons... They are those 'missing' rebellious priests! They... have been contaminated by some kind of corrupt divine power and turned into fallen demons!"

Speaking of this, Selena looked at Gregory XII with a solemn expression:

"He... turned all the apostates who followed him into evil monsters!"

Gregory XII looked surprised.

He squinted his eyes and glanced at Selena, then smiled:

"As expected of the chief of the Demon Hunting Institute, your knowledge in the field of strange things is extraordinary."

"But... you are wrong about one thing."

"They are not polluted monsters, they... are the lucky ones chosen by our Lord, they... are saints who have dedicated themselves to our Lord's great cause!"

At this point, Gregory XII's expression became fanatical. He once again stabbed the scepter in his hand to the ground, then pointed at Charlotte and others, and said sternly:

"Don't spare any of them, kill them!"

"Roar--!"

The monsters roared, and then rushed towards the clergy.

Looking at the monsters rushing in like a tide, Grand Commander Angus and others changed their faces:

"Fight! Deploy the magic array!"

"Protect Her Highness the Saint!"

"..."

The battle... broke out in an instant.

But as soon as they started fighting, the clergy were horrified:

"No...ineffective! The divine power has no effect on them!"

"Steady the formation! You must stabilize the formation!"

The melee began.

Facing the crazy monsters that did not know pain and lost their minds, the clergy who were suppressed by the solidified forbidden technique quickly fell into a disadvantage.

Although they barely maintained their formation with the strict discipline of the Templars and the powerful magic array, anyone could see that it was only a matter of time before they were drowned by the tide of monsters.

Gregory XII narrowed his eyes and looked at the "battlefield" in chaos.

Then, he chuckled and raised the scepter in his hand again.

"Ata... Carteruna!"

The ancient spell was chanted by him, and the top of his scepter burst out with dazzling holy light.

Then, a ring on his finger was suddenly lit up, and then it became more dazzling under the blessing of the holy light.

The terrifying magic power began to gather above the temple...

The galloping lightning appeared on the dome of the temple, and the void was torn apart.

Then, a round of blazing "meteorites" appeared from the torn void crack and smashed towards the clergy!

"Cinders extinguish fire meteorite! You... are crazy!"

Grandmaster Angus's eyes were bloodshot.

Taboo magic - Cinders extinguish fire meteorite.

The forbidden magic that destroyed the elves' hometown, the Western Continent, is said to have destroyed the elves' hometown, the Western Continent.

Of course, the power of the forbidden spell cast by the gods is definitely different from that of the forbidden spell cast by mortals.

But even so, this is a forbidden spell that is powerful enough to destroy a small city!

And now, with the blessing of the artifact "Holy Hand" worn by Gregory XII, the power of this forbidden spell has almost reached a new level.

Although the coverage range is only controlled within the temple, the destructive power is almost doubled. Just at the moment when the "meteorite" appeared, the entire tall temple collapsed under the magic fluctuations of the forbidden spell!

The rolling burning meteorite arrived in an instant and smashed into the crowd.

With a loud bang, the whole world began to tremble, and the violent magic wind raged, tearing the remaining "monsters" into pieces. Only Gregory XII stood firmly in place, protected by a circle of translucent legendary shields.

However, even his magic shield was cracked in the aftermath of the magic storm, and suddenly shattered at the moment when the magic storm subsided.

The temple... has disappeared.

There are only blazing flames, billowing smoke and dust covering the sky.

Gregory stood where he was.

He looked at the blazing flames calmly, and after a moment, the corners of his mouth gradually rose:

"It seems... the Blood Progenitor is just like this."

"Hehe, a mere god who has not completely regained his power actually wants to stop my Lord's great cause!"

But soon, he stopped.

The dust dissipated, the flames went out, and the clergy appeared in front of him intact, with a confused look on their faces.

There were no traces of meteorites on the ground, as if the ember-extinguishing fire meteorite just now was just an illusion, and only the collapsed temples around could prove that this place had indeed been destroyed by great power just now.

At the front of the crowd, a tall and graceful figure was standing there, playing with a burning flame in her hand.

No, that was not a flame.

It was a "meteorite" compressed into the size of a mud ball.

The graceful figure gently played with the "meteorite", and then... slowly opened her eyes.

Those were a pair of eyes like the abyss.

The golden-red pupils seemed to be burning with flames, with some incredible magic, as if to suck in everything that looked at it.

The flowing silver hair fluttered in the wind, and the stunning face had a transcendent and peerless heroic posture, vaguely similar to Charlotte.

That was Charlotte in the posture of a "saint".

Her original saintly clothes had disappeared, replaced by a gorgeous black dress, with thorns and roses constantly intertwined, depicting ancient and mysterious patterns.

The scarlet light and the white-gold light surrounded each other, flying around her, making her look both mysterious and sacred.

The clergy were soon attracted by Charlotte.

Looking at the appearance that was almost identical to the one in the temple mural, they widened their eyes and seemed to be in an unprecedented shock.

"Holy, holy, holy... Really, really..."

The old cardinal stuttered, his expression was extremely wonderful, and his eyes looking at Charlotte were dull.

Grand Master Angus also had a complicated expression, and the holy sword in his hand was clenched and relaxed.

Gregory XII was stunned in place, and his eyes looking at Charlotte finally showed fear and panic:

"Blood... Blood Progenitor!"

Charlotte looked at the "fireball" in her hand, and then looked at Gregory XII who was retreating.

She chuckled, and her slightly mature and pleasant voice was like a whisper in hell:

"This fireball is interesting, but the power is a little lacking, or... give it back to you."

After that, she threw the "fireball" in her hand towards Gregory XII.

The "fireball" left her hand and instantly grew larger.

Gregory XII looked horrified as he watched the "fireball" that was constantly expanding into a "meteorite" and was smashing towards him. He quickly raised his staff and deployed layer after layer of magic shields, and quickly retreated.

But the next second, he was smashed into a "nuclear explosion" that looked like a hydrogen bomb explosion with a loud bang.