Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel-Chapter 948 - 20: Final Battle

Falling Star Kingdom, Falling Star City.

The sky shattered.

No, it wasn't the collapse of the firmament, but a more terrifying, more essential existence that covered and replaced the sky people knew.

An eye, so enormous that words could hardly describe it, slowly took shape out of the void, occupying the entire firmament.

Its outline wasn't blood and flesh but was traced by countless streams of flowing, intertwining pale light. At its center was a dot of extreme, scorching gold, like a cold sun, indifferently overlooking the dying world below.

That was the Primordial Eye, the manifestation of the Primordial God's will.

The golden Divine Light burst forth from its pupil, not as warm sunlight, but with a desolation that peeled away all things.

The radiance fell, staining the clouds with ominous gold and red. As this light touched the earth, circles of pale halos spread.

Where the halos reached, life seemed strangled by an invisible hand in an instant.

Sky-high ancient trees withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, green leaves turned yellow and curled, turning to dust;

The rushing rivers dried up in a few breaths, revealing cracked riverbeds;

Fertile fields became scorched earth, birds and beasts couldn't even let out a lament before their blood and flesh dissolved, leaving only bare bones, which eventually weathered into dust.

The entire world was forcibly being stripped of the concept of "life," returning to the most primitive, most barren "nothing"!

"Eternal Night, you have failed."

A cold voice came from high above, devoid of any emotion, as if simply stating an established fact.

This voice did not transmit through the air but echoed directly in the depths of the soul of every living being that still retained consciousness, endowed with undeniable Law Power.

On the scorched, broken ground, on a small mountain of accumulated corpses, a golden-haired, red-eyed girl stood stubbornly.

That was the past Charlotte.

Her Divine Skirt was torn, stained with dark red and golden blood. Her eyes, once as dazzling as stars, now burned with unyielding anger, looking up at the giant eye that replaced the sky.

She attempted to summon the remaining Divine Power within her, the authority that belonged to the Blood True Ancestor.

But the pale mist that swirled around her, writhing like living creatures, became thicker, like countless chains, entangling her Divine Body and Divine Soul, continuously eroding and suppressing.

Transformed into the Blood Holy Scripture, Charlotte calmly watched all of this.

Her gaze pierced through appearances, seeing Artemis, hidden within the Moon Dream Heart, find the opportunity to manifest once again.

She saw Artemis unite with the Guardian's Staff, channeling power to her struggling, young self of the past.

Under the stimulation and protection of this external force, the Blood Holy Scripture, which shared the same origin with her, began to madly climb in aura, breaking through some limit, touching the supreme Creator Status.

Charlotte did not stop it.

Not only did she not stop it, but she also went along with it, quietly relinquishing her absolute control over the Holy Scripture's Origin, silently transferring part of the core authority to her ignorant yet resilient past self.

She was like a patient director, ensuring that the "history" drama proceeded along its predetermined trajectory.

Following the ripples in time caused by the clash of Creation Divine Power, one last time, with strength far surpassing what it was before, she forcibly carved out a relatively stable path through the chaotic temporal currents, leading to the river of time!

This was a destined history, so... this time the path was successfully opened.

However, this also meant it was a passage that only the "past" Charlotte could successfully traverse.

And this time, Charlotte did not borrow but completely, unreservedly, granted the Blood Holy Scripture, which had accompanied her through endless ages, embodying all her truths and laws, fully to her past self.

And at the moment the scripture completed the transfer, binding with the past Charlotte's soul, Charlotte's transcendent thought momentarily stirred.

Hiss—!

The "Holy Scripture Fragments" she had long since gathered, forged from various materials, were ignited simultaneously at this moment.

In an instant, Artemis seemed to sense something, suddenly looking over.

His gaze pierced through the barrier of reality and illusion, pierced through the fog of time, finally... meeting the consciousness that had always hidden behind the scripture, silently observing, guiding everything.

Charlotte smiled faintly, while Artemis widened his eyes, his silver pupils glinting with a crystalline excitement.

Their eyes met, though they did not speak, Artemis seemed to momentarily understand many things.

With a slight smile, she suddenly opened her arms, her gaze penetrating the void:

"Teacher... are you ready?"

However, the shell of "Lilith," within, was hollow.

It was not a physical void, but a conceptual reservation.

A perfectly fitted, defenseless container, intentionally left empty for welcoming the descent of some supreme existence — a specifically prepared "Divine Position"!

The time has come!

Charlotte hesitated no longer.

Her essence, which contained all her power, all her godliness, all her memories and will, an ultimate, dazzling crimson light, soared from the Blood Holy Scripture!

This light encapsulated everything she was.

Her Creator Godhood, already complete, the Immortal Divine Fire that had burned for countless years, her understanding and authority over all laws, were all within!

Whoosh—!

The crimson light, like a homing swallow, precisely and unerringly entered the gap at the chest of the "Lilith" container.