Gospel of Blood

How can one ascend to Godhood?

This was a question Charlotte had been pondering ever since she became Demigod.

Over the years, she had scoured countless resources and even directly consulted Oceanus, the Sea King. The final answer she reached was that she needed to forge her own divine path.

This divine path needed to resonate with her divine flame, which had already been ignited as her bloodline, lit as the divine flame in her identity as the “True Ancestor of Blood.”

In other words, the most suitable path for Charlotte was to fully master the six bloodline paths of the bloodborne race and become the real True Ancestor of Blood.

Therefore, when she completely mastered the six bloodline paths, she would ascend to the Blood Throne and become a true God.

At that point, she would likely completely replace Lilith’s position.

Clearly, this was a pre-designed path. With the Gospel of Blood in hand, as long as Charlotte methodically completed history, she would eventually return as the True Ancestor in another “future.”

Charlotte did not reject this “design” because she could feel that this “design” was not malicious.

In the crevice of time and space, Lilith had made it very clear that she hoped Charlotte, the “transmigrator”, would change everything. To change everything, Charlotte first needed to become the True Ancestor of Blood.

Up to this point, the entire plan seemed flawless.

The issue lay in the fusion of the holy power and the blood divine power during Charlotte’s Second Embrace.

The problem was that mysterious feeling when Charlotte triggered the large-scale “Genesis Evolution”—that feeling that if she continued to fuse the two powers, she would naturally ascend to Godhood.

The reason was simple.

Since Charlotte had ignited her divine flame as the True Ancestor of Blood, how could she possibly ascend to Godhood merely by fusing the blood divine power and holy power?

More accurately, how could she ascend to Godhood using the “Origin Mist”?

In other words, if she truly followed that instinct and planned to find more blood divine power and holy power to fuse upon returning to the future, if she ascended to Godhood in this manner…

At that time, would she still be the True Ancestor of Blood?

More accurately, when the power of the “Origin Mist” surpassed the blood divine power, would the ascended Charlotte still be “Charlotte”?

Charlotte immediately thought of the various legends about the Sun God Helios.

The reason this elven main God eventually “fell” was due to his coveting of the creation power, ultimately becoming a puppet of the “Origin Malice” after being corrupted by it.

So, if Charlotte fully accepted the “Origin Mist”, would she not walk a similar or even identical path?

Realizing this, Charlotte broke into a cold sweat almost instantly.

Fortunately, she was much calmer and more restrained compared to Helios who once craved the origin power with fanaticism.

“Until I fully grasp the ability to control this ‘Origin Mist’, I can’t continue to fuse the blood divine power and holy power. Their fusion… is not my path to Godhood, at least not my path to becoming a true God.”

“I am the Bloodborne Progenitor of this era. To ascend as the real True Ancestor, I must completely perfect the Gospel of Blood. This can only be done in the future because, in this era, the bloodborne bloodline paths are not yet complete.”

“My bloodline power has already reached the brink of the Legendary tier, what I lack are the bloodline laws, which are occupied by the six bloodline paths of the bloodborne race.”

“It seems I have indeed reached the time to return to the future.”

Charlotte thought to herself.

After sorting everything out, Charlotte felt enlightened.

Although she was curious about Lilith’s status after she left this era, considering that the path she was on was designed by Lilith, Charlotte believed that Lilith must have plans in place.

So, she only needed to do what she could.

“Your gaze seems more resolute. It seems… you have found your direction.”

“Lady Lilith, it has been an honor to fight alongside you. We… will meet again.”

Seeing Charlotte’s bright eyes, the Moon Goddess Artemis smiled slightly, then transformed into silver moonlight and disappeared into the night sky.

Charlotte was stunned for a moment. Looking in the direction Artemis left, she also slightly bowed and murmured.

“Until… we meet again.”

“Eternal Night, the matter is settled, and I should be going too. Heh, heh, don’t forget to take me with you the next time you visit Luna Island.”

With Artemis gone, Oceanus also had the intention to leave, though his reasons were not as straightforward.

Charlotte glanced at him and laughed.

“What, planning to chase after her?”

“Ahem… cough, cough, cough, no, I just suddenly remembered I have something else to do…”

Oceanus’ eyes darted around.

“Oh, right, there’s one more thing.”

Oceanus cleared his throat, quickly changing the topic.

“This is a trophy Artemis and I found in the Sun Temple. It should be materials used by those priests for their rituals. It’s useless to us, but it might be helpful to you.”

As he spoke, a glow flashed in his hand, and a large black egg the size of a wagon wheel appeared before him.

“This is…”

Charlotte’s heart skipped a beat.

“A dragon egg, probably a black dragon egg. Although dragons declined thousands of years ago during the war with the Gods of Myria, their strength is still undeniable.”

Oceanus said.

A black dragon egg?

Charlotte couldn’t help but look at the black oval.

The Gospel of Blood in her consciousness trembled slightly, and Charlotte faintly sensed a familiar rhythm from the dragon egg.

“Is this… the aura of origin power?”

Charlotte’s eyes narrowed.

“Yes, this dragon egg likely got involved in the Sun followers’ rituals and acquired a trace of origin aura. I think… it might hatch an interesting little creature.”

Oceanus said.

He then looked at Charlotte again.

“Although you have subdued those Demigods, you might still need additional power to suppress them while you sleep.”

“A regular dragon might not be enough, but a dragon infused with origin aura… that’s a different story.”

A black dragon to suppress the numerous Blood Princes?

Charlotte had mixed feelings.

In the history she knew, there was indeed such a black dragon.

That was the pet and mount of the True Ancestor of Blood, the black dragon—Eudoxia.

With this in mind, Charlotte’s gaze once again fell on the dragon egg.

She touched the complex black and gray patterns on the dragon egg and couldn’t help but ask.

“Oceanus, do you think… when this egg hatches, will it be a male or a female dragon?”

Oceanus seemed to be momentarily taken aback by Charlotte’s inexplicable question.

He stared at the dragon egg for a moment, then rubbed the wiggling “beard” on his chin and said.

“I don’t know much about dragons, but I’ve heard that those with complex patterns are usually male. So, I think… it should be a male dragon!”

“A male dragon, huh…”

Charlotte had a peculiar expression.

She looked away and suddenly smiled brightly.

“Oceanus, how about a bet?”

“A bet?”

Oceanus was stunned for a moment, then became interested.

“What are we betting on?”

“Let’s bet on the gender of this dragon when it hatches. I bet… it’s female. If you win, I’ll bring you along every time I visit Luna Island in the future. If I win, you have to promise me something.”

“Really? What do you want me to promise?”

Oceanus’s eyes lit up.

“I haven’t thought of it yet, but… it won’t be something that makes you too uncomfortable.”

Charlotte said.

“Alright! I’m in!”

Oceanus agreed.

…

The bet on the dragon egg was just a minor episode.

After Charlotte accepted the dragon egg, Oceanus soon left as well.

Thus, the war between the Free City-State Alliance and the Old Gods’ Alliance officially ended with the destruction of the Sun Temple.

When news of the victory reached the capital of the alliance, the Freedom City, all the cities of the alliance erupted in joy.

People cheered, people rejoiced, and people sang praises.

The entire city-state alliance fell into a festive celebration.

It was indeed a time to celebrate.

Since the Free City-State Alliance’s independence from the Tower Kingdom of the Elves, the Old Gods of the Northern Frontier had been the greatest threat to the newborn alliance.

And now, that threat was finally eliminated.

Although this did not mean the total destruction of the Old Gods in the north, at least… those “false Gods” who harbored the strongest enmity and desire towards the alliance had paid the price they deserved.

People cheered for the victory of the war, and they sang praises of the blood descendants. When Charlotte returned with the numerous third-generation bloodbornes and the Demigods who had submitted to her, the celebration reached its peak.

Tens of thousands of residents filled the streets of the city, leaving almost no room to move. Ribbons flew in the air, and flowers covered the ground.

“Long live the Free City-State! Long live the Bloodborne Progenitor!”

“Praise the great Savior! Praise the great Eternal Night Monarch!”

Amid the fervent cheers and adoring gazes of the people, Charlotte rode her warhorse, flanked by the proud third-generation bloodbornes and the cautious and submissive “new” princes, passing through the streets of the Freedom City and returning to the tower that belonged to the Progenitor.

“Long live the Free City-State Alliance, long live the great Blood Descendants!”

“We, the blood descendants… pay our respects to the great Progenitor and Savior, the great Ruler of Darkness, the symbol of the Dark Moon and Blood Moon, the supreme Eternal Night Monarch…”

In the tower, numerous bloodbornes knelt on one knee, fervently worshiping the girl seated on the throne.