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Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel

Chapter 651: -104- Creating History_2

Author: Crunch
updatedAt: 2025-08-22

Watching Charlotte's face grow increasingly pale, Charlo quickly intervened:

"Enough, that's enough. You shouldn't use too much Bloodline Power right now. I will recover on my own."

Hearing Charlo's words, Lilith obediently stopped channeling her Bloodline Power.

The crimson glow faded, revealing both of their figures to everyone present.

"Lilith!"

Seeing Lilith stand up unharmed, Haral almost instantly rushed forward, excitedly pulling her into an embrace.

Lilith hesitated for a moment before raising her arms to return the gentle hug:

"I'm fine now."

Further away, the survivors from Silver City who witnessed this scene also widened their eyes in excitement, shock, and joy:

"Thank goodness! Lord Lilith has been revived!"

"Is this... Is this the power of the Savior?"

"Praise the great Savior! Long live the Savior!"

Even the despised God of Hatred and Deformation, Adora, who had been tossed aside, stared with wide eyes; he spat out the stones in his mouth with distaste, then mumbled in disbelief:

"Is this... is this also the power of 'Origin'?"

"Has He... Has He mastered 'Origin' to such an extent?"

"But if that is so... why is He only a Demigod?"

"This doesn't make sense..."

Lilith and Haral held each other briefly before letting go.

Looking at the emotional Haral, a ripple flickered through Lilith's golden-red pupils.

"I'm sorry... for making you worry,"

she said to Haral.

"It's all right, as long as you're fine, that's all that matters,"

Haral shook his head.

After speaking, he bowed deeply to Charlo:

"Teacher, thank you, thank you so much! Thank you for bringing Lilith back!"

Charlo shook her head:

"I've said before, I wouldn't neglect my own student."

Then, she turned to Lilith:

"Lilith, how are you feeling now?"

Lilith paused, then answered:

"I feel... very good."

Charlo nodded:

"It seems... it was a success, but we must not become complacent."

"I am Bloodline, and now that you have received my First Embrace, you too have become Bloodline. Though powerful, Bloodline also has many weaknesses."

"As a Legendary Bloodline, your weaknesses are less pronounced, but you still need to be careful."

"After becoming Bloodline, many magic abilities will be limited. I will now bestow upon you the Inheritance of Bloodline, to help you adapt quickly."

Might as well go all the way and finish the job, thought Charlo to herself.

With that in mind, Charlo extended her hand, a blood-colored glow coalescing in her palm as she performed the inherited magic of Bloodline.

She touched Lilith gently, and the knowledge of Bloodline Inheritance was imprinted in Lilith's mind through the magic's glow.

After completing all this, Charlo felt even more drained.

She took out a vial of blood from her bosom, drank some Transcendent Blood, and felt much better.

Only then did Charlo notice Haral's expression seemed a bit odd.

She felt a pang in her heart:

"Haral, what's wrong?"

Haral was taken aback, shaking his head:

"No... it's nothing..."

As he spoke, his gaze shifted back and forth between Charlo and Lilith, hesitated a moment, and then said:

"I just think... the way you and Lilith look right now, you seem like sisters."

Sisters?

Charlo was taken aback.

She glanced at Lilith's features, so similar to her own, and the identical hair and eye color, then chuckled in spite of herself.

However, when she noticed the height difference between them, she quickly realized something and asked instinctively:

"Who is the older sister?"

Haral froze, seemingly caught off guard by Charlo's sudden question.

His eyes moved between the two, his expression flashing a moment of hesitation:

"Of course... it's you."

Charlotte: ...

This answer was far too against her heart!

But then, who could blame her? Her stature just wasn't impressive.

Even after transforming into an adult, she was still shorter than Lilith!

It was a good thing that the First Embrace had happened in her adult form, or else they might have been mistaken for mother and daughter!

After grumbling about her height internally, Charlotte collected her thoughts.

Then, with Haral scanning the surroundings and hesitating for a moment, he asked,

"Teacher, can you... still wield your power now?"

Noticing his gaze, Charlotte also looked around.

All around them, without realizing it, the surviving subjects of Silver City had gathered, looking at her with reverence.

But these survivors were not in good shape.

Most of them had been eroded by the Divine Power of the God of Hatred and Deformation.

Charlotte knew what Haral meant to say.

After thinking for a bit, she said,

"I've exhausted too much just now; I can't continue the First Embrace. However, I can still use Divine Power to suppress the residual erosion within them."

Upon finishing, she looked toward Lilith:

"Lilith, you have become a Bloodline, with the same blood flowing within you as mine. Even if you're not as strong as me for now, you still possess similar power."

"I will leave Divine Power to suppress the pollution in their bodies, but as for completely extracting it... that task I will leave to you. I believe you know what to do."

How to completely extract the divine pollution from the survivors' bodies?

Of course, fight poison with poison, also turning them into Bloodline.

However, the big prerequisite was that Charlotte would first use Blood Divine Power to suppress the residual Divine Power of Hatred inside them.

Charlotte didn't plan to continue the First Embrace; embracing one Lilith was enough.

As for bestowing grace upon the subjects, that too would be left to Lilith herself.

Thinking of this, there was a slight startle in Charlotte's mind.

She glanced at Lilith and then at the surrounding survivors of Silver City, suddenly feeling an indescribable sensation, like witnessing history out of place.

Wait...

Legend has it that the second generation Bloodline was not powerful, created by the Blood True Ancestor for the needs of war or out of loneliness.

Could it be... that these survivors from Silver City are actually the future second generation?

The more Charlotte thought about it, the more she felt it was indeed the case.

"So... I am truly participating in history, and even more... history might have been created by me."

"Lilith, the historical Blood True Ancestor, was given the Bloodline by me, and these Silver City survivors will likely become the second generation in the future."

"Because they were Bloodline created while Lilith was still Legendary... their power will inevitably be limited, which also aligns with the fact that most of the second-generation Bloodline are not strong."

Charlotte had an epiphany and felt like she had suddenly figured out a lot of things.

Alright.

If that's the case, then let her lay the final groundwork for Lilith.

Since she had taken part, she would make everything even better!

With that thought, Charlotte turned to the gathered survivors:

"Come closer."

Upon hearing her words, the survivors obediently gathered together.

Charlotte once again used Blood Divine Power.

A crimson radiance spread, covering all the survivors, the Divine Power's radiance turning into a blessing bestowed on them, temporarily suppressing the erosion within them.

Having done all this, Charlotte felt even more exhausted.

She swayed slightly, her head throbbing, and her consciousness began to blur.

A strong sense of fatigue came over her, all too familiar.

That known feeling stirred something in Charlotte's heart.

This was...

This was the precursor to an "awakening"!

Bits of brilliance spread around her, and Charlotte saw her own body suddenly become ethereal.

Everything around her quickly receded, and receded...

Charlotte thought she heard Haral's cries of "Teacher! Teacher!" and the exclamations of "Savior!" from the survivors...

And at the end of her consciousness, she saw an expanse of endless darkness.

In the darkness, the Blood Moon hung high, and the figure of "Lilith," seated on the Blood Throne, was ethereal and lofty.

"Thank you..."

In the midst of the void, Charlotte heard the other say so.

With a clatter, the whole world shattered, and her consciousness was interrupted...

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