Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel-Chapter 941 - 13: The Birth of the Twins

The arrival of the Mythological Era heralded a grand new age on the Mireya Continent.

The collision of civilizations, the rise of new gods, the conflicts of war... all these have brought about a fascinating chemical reaction, finally initiating the rapid growth and transformation of the Mireya Continent, which had remained stagnant through years of continental warfare.

The Elf Clan was no exception.

When divine power failed to provide shelter, the Transcendents turned their gaze inward.

The descent of power forced the elves to focus on the utilization of magic, and the legacy left by the gods along with the elves' inherent exceptional magical talent quickly elevated Elf Magic to unprecedented heights.

New technology, new magic, new theories...

Various new phenomena emerged like mushrooms after a rain.

Even Artemis, who had been living in seclusion, was astonished by these changes.

At this moment, even the Moon God suddenly realized that without the protection of the gods, mortals could still carve out a new world.

Though they lost the protection of the majority of gods and found it difficult to birth new deities, possessing numerous ancient Divine Artifacts and increasingly masterful in the use of magic, the Elf Clan undoubtedly became a top power in the Mireya World.

Whether it was hunting down the Old Gods or supporting new gods, their shadow was almost always present behind the scenes.

Two hundred years later, the elves could even replicate Divine Artifacts, creating Holy Artifacts capable of threatening deities!

Moreover, they even developed Elf Magic Guide Devices, enabling mortals to wield extraordinary power!

Yet, when individuals wield power that should not belong to them, ambition continues to swell.

By possessing the mortal body capable of threatening gods, continually hunting Old Gods, and supporting new gods, the Elf Clan gradually became lost in this power.

Mythological Era, year 300.

Dissatisfied with the distribution of Divine Artifacts and having differing opinions on the faith being offered, the Elf Clan, which had occupied half of the Mireya Continent, fell into internal strife, ultimately dividing into seven different elf tribes.

Artemis did not intervene.

Even if glimpses of the Primordial were vaguely seen within.

"It is not the time, not yet..."

She murmured.

Indeed, it was not the time.

Artemis knew very well that with the teacher asleep, relying on the Elf Clan alone could not resist the Primordial's erosion.

Not just the Elf Clan, even she had to rely on the teacher's past strategies to contend with it.

Such was the Primordial; even with its power waning in comparison to the teacher, even after sustaining heavy damage and falling into slumber, the extraordinary powers of the world still moved according to its will.

Ultimately, it remained the source of this world's extraordinary power, and its infiltration and erosion were beyond what other gods could match unless it was completely vanquished to eternal silence; otherwise, this could not end.

At this moment, Artemis recalled the last conversation she had with Charlotte before her slumber—

"After my confrontation with the Primordial, it has become aware of the elves' secret, so... subsequently, it will certainly employ transcendental authority to impose restrictions on the Elf Clan."

"Teacher, if that's the case, what should I do?"

"Hehe, since it wants restrictions, let it have restrictions. The portion of power I gave to you can grow stronger; it has the potential to devour the Primordial power, granting it to mortals so as to shape a new race capable of countering the Primordial power."

"You mean... the Bloodline?"

"Indeed."

"But... the Primordial will not let us do so. I can feel it; though it is asleep, its 'eyes' have constantly been upon us."

"This requires an opportunity, an opportunity that links everything to neither you nor me, at least not immediately. An opportunity where we cannot be connected to it in a short time frame."

"An opportunity... I understand."

"Hehe, it seems you have thought of it, but before this opportunity arrives, you must accumulate enough power and not act recklessly. Only in this way can you unleash that power completely in a short span."

"I'm afraid this isn't something that can be completed in a short time."

"Of course, this might require hundreds of years, perhaps even a thousand... During this process, all you can do is steer clear of the mainland's conflicts as much as possible, fade out from the mortal perspective, avoiding its 'eyes.'" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"I understand..."

With these thoughts, Artemis took a deep breath and looked towards a certain direction of the continent.

At the end of her gaze, within a small Half-Elf Tribe, a young Half-Elf boy was obediently sorting freshly gathered berries with others.

"Brother..."

Looking at the familiar face that bore some resemblance to her memories, Artemis's expression grew complex.

Unlike other Elf Gods,

Artemis did not hold onto Helios's Divine Soul Origin from beginning to end; instead, as Charlotte had advised, she sent it for reincarnation early on.

The connection between the Primordial power and Helios's Origin was too tight, so tight that Helios was powerless against the Primordial. Conversely, the current Primordial was also powerless against Helios.

What Artemis did was to separate the Primordial power within Helios's Divine Soul Origin through repeated reincarnations, simultaneously creating a false impression for the Primordial, letting it see an opportunity to rid itself of Helios and then devour him anew.

Thus... as the sun rises and the moon sets, through the swift passage of seasons, centuries quickly passed again.

Across two hundred more years, the situation on the Mireya Continent once again shifted.

Due to the division of the elves, the overall power of the Elf Clan waned for the first time, and the Old Gods seized the opportunity to reignite war.

As a hundred-year war ensued, the influence of the Elf Clan continually retracted. In order to counter the Old Gods, the elves began supporting and nurturing Transcendents from other races and attempted to control them through intermarriage and breeding Half-Elves.

However, due to the elves' sense of superiority, they fundamentally despised these "lesser races"; some extreme elf tribes even regarded them merely as providers of resources and slaves of extraordinary power.

For instance... the influence established by the Elf Clan in the northern region of the Mireya Continent maintained control over subordinate Transcendents with the slave contracts and set the year of establishment as the new "Apocalypse" Era, the Elf Kingdom — Tower Country.

Mythological Era, year 572, or "Apocalypse" year 460.

Helios's ninth reincarnation was born in a human-tributary tribe under the jurisdiction of Tower Country.

This time, he no longer possessed any trace of elf bloodline and was wholly human.

Simultaneously indicating that through numerous reincarnations and soul reinforcement, his soul origin had finally been severed from the Primordial.

This does not mean that the Primordial power within his soul has dissipated.

Rather, the Primordial power was no longer part of his soul composition.

Moreover, this indicated that he would no longer be able to restrain the Primordial power through his own spirit.

Simultaneously, high above in the heavens.

Artemis, who had been observing, sensed all this.

"The time... has come."

She murmured to herself.

Upon saying this, she gently extended her hand, emitting a ray of silver light, which quickly entered the body of the woman carrying Helios's reincarnated self, transforming into another embryo of the same size.

Nine months later...

A pair of twins, one boy and one girl, were born in the North Mountain Tribe.

On that day, the month-long snowstorm in the Northern Border Tribe miraculously ceased, with warm sunlight shining upon the land, dazzling and radiant. At night, the moonlight was exceptionally bright and gentle.

Their father, Hunter Halfdan, was overjoyed and bestowed upon his children two names in Ancient Mireya Language, meaning respectively "Noble, Light, Sun" and "Beautiful, Mysterious, Moon"—

"Haral! Lilith! From now on... you will be called Haral and Lilith!"

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