Gospel of Blood-Chapter 558 : Abaddon’s Emotions

Northeast of the Northern Frontier, in the Dragonspine Mountains.

The roars of magical beasts and the wails of the undead echoed through the mountains, as crimson and darkness spread like a tide towards the depths of the range.

Under the bright moonlight, priests and followers watched in terror as waves of undead and magical beasts surged forward. The heartland of the Old Gods’ Alliance was thrown into chaos.

“Enemy attack! Enemy attack!”

“It’s an army of undead and a tide of magical beasts!”

“So many undead… so many magical beasts!”

Shouts of alarm rang out in every temple, plunging the Old Gods’ Alliance into turmoil.

The priests, bewildered and terrified by the sudden appearance of undead and magical beasts in the mountains, turned pale.

“This kind of magic… this aura… it’s the undead and familiars summoned by those bloodbornes!”

“Hurry, report to the Sun Temple! The city-states have launched a sneak attack on us! Activate the protective magic and summon our army back to aid us!”

“Quickly, inform His Eminence and request divine intervention!”

Caught off guard, every temple in the Dragonspine Mountains was thrown into disarray.

The priests, not expecting an ambush, scrambled to action, gathering their defending forces and activating the protective spells and divine magic.

Dots of light illuminated various parts of the Dragonspine Mountains as the Old Gods’ temples activated their protective barriers.

Soon, battles erupted everywhere.

This was not an equal battle.

Even with protective barriers, the various strongholds of the Old Gods’ Alliance were on the brink of collapse against the tide of undead and magical beasts.

When several powerful and terrifying auras appeared, the faces of the priests changed drastically.

“This is bad! It’s the descendants of that Progenitor!”

“Retreat! Report to His Eminence!”

Shouts echoed throughout the mountains.

Under the crimson light, the second-awakened third-generation bloodbornes appeared like phantoms, leading the undead and magical beasts in a raid towards the depths of the Dragonspine Mountains.

Led by Harald, legion Commanders Abaddon, Femaror, Casey, and Rowena, whose strength had surged to Legendary levels over the three and a half years of war, followed closely.

Under the moonlit night, the bloodbornes wore uniform black robes, with only their crimson eyes glowing in the darkness.

The brilliance of shadows spread continuously, and the dark magic swallowed the terrified Old Gods’ priests one by one.

Abaddon, now one of the Legion Commanders, looked disdainfully at the priests’ corpses on the ground, whose souls and power he had completely devoured.

Shaking his head in disappointment, he said,

“Too weak. These priests are too weak!”

“This is the core strength of the Old Gods’ Alliance that has fought us for so many years? If I had known they were this weak, we should have ambushed them like this long ago and wiped them out completely!”

He glanced at a few priests who were trying to escape in the corner of the temple, and with a sinister smile, he reached out to summon his demonic power again.

However, before Abaddon could act, a dark red light struck first, transforming into a sword light that killed the fleeing priests.

“Too weak? No, it’s just that we’ve become too strong over the years.”

A graceful figure slowly emerged before the priests’ corpses.

“Rowena! Those were my prey!”

Abaddon exclaimed upon seeing the figure.

With a flash of crimson light, Rowena, clad in a black robe, glanced at him, frowning slightly.

“Abaddon, I’ve told you many times, killing them is enough. There’s no need to devour their souls as well. Doing that makes us no different from the Old Gods’ followers.”

“Ridiculous mercy. The moment they became followers of the Old Gods, they became our complete enemies. And as enemies, how I deal with them is entirely up to me!”

Abaddon retorted.

He then sneered.

“Besides, if I can devour their power like Her Eminence, why not use it?”

Rowena looked at him with furrowed brows, then shook her head.

“You’re a mad dog!”

Abaddon chuckled.

“Call me what you want. I never sought anyone else’s approval. As long as Her Eminence acknowledges me, that’s enough. Even if I’m a mad dog, I’m Her Eminence’s mad dog!”

Rowena’s frown deepened at Abaddon’s words.

She took a deep breath, ready to continue arguing, but in the next moment, a steady voice stopped her.

“Alright, enough. As Bardock said, every time you meet, you end up arguing.”

It was Harald.

He was surrounded by a golden holy light, starkly contrasting with the crimson and darkness of the bloodbornes. But the bloodbornes around him were already accustomed to it.

Not only that, but upon his appearance, all the bloodbornes respectfully saluted him.

This was the authority of the secular leader of the Free City-State Alliance and the transcendent status brought by being the sole disciple of the “Savior” and the “Progenitor.”

Even Abaddon, the strongest among the awakened third-generation bloodbornes, curbed his arrogance and nodded slightly.

Looking at Abaddon, who was surrounded by dark power, Harald pondered for a moment and said,

“Abaddon, the teacher is the teacher, and we are ourselves.”

“I know you admire the teacher and take pride in being able to ‘devour’ the enemy’s power like her, but I need to remind you that your ‘devouring’ is fundamentally different from the teacher’s ‘devouring.’”

“Rowena is right, be careful. If you devour too much evil power, be cautious that you might one day be consumed by it.”

Abaddon raised an eyebrow, his eyes brightening.

“Is this a warning from Her Eminence?”

Harald shook his head.

“No, it’s my own friendly advice to you.”

Abaddon’s eyes drooped immediately, making it hard to see his expression in the darkness.

After a moment, he returned to his nonchalant demeanor.

“Don’t worry, I am the strongest bloodborne among the awakened warriors and Her Eminence’s most loyal hound! I am the closest in power to Her Eminence. I will never be consumed by power!”

Harald frowned at Abaddon’s indifferent attitude but eventually just shook his head.

“You… take care.”

With that, he took the lead and walked towards the depths of the Old Gods’ temple.

As he passed by Abaddon, he paused briefly and said softly.

“If… you want to gain Teacher’s attention this way, I advise you to give up.”

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“I know you always feel that among all the awakened bloodbornes, the teacher is the least concerned about you, always deliberately distancing herself and ignoring you… you even feel somewhat aggrieved by this.”

“But as far as I know, the teacher has always been secretly watching over you. Although I don’t know why her attitude towards you differs from other awakened bloodbornes, one thing I am certain of.”

“And that is, in her eyes, you are also her descendant.”

“Sometimes, the teacher just doesn’t know how to express her feelings.”

With that, Harald continued forward, ordering the bloodbornes behind him as he walked.

“Everyone! Follow me! The battle ahead will likely become increasingly difficult!”

“Our real enemies are not these Old Gods Churches used as bait by the Sun Temple. We must quickly and thoroughly crush these temples before the Old Gods’ armies return, create a huge commotion, and overthrow the core statues of the Old Gods to force those myths to reveal themselves!”

Upon hearing Harald’s words, the bloodborne warriors were filled with fighting spirit and followed him.

Abaddon muttered a few words and then put away his demonic power, striding to catch up with the group.

This was an unequal battle.

Although there were fewer than two hundred participating bloodbornes, the Old Gods’ alliance, hollow on the inside, was no match for them.

This was expected since the main forces of the Old Gods’ alliance were not here.

Charlotte had deliberately chosen the awakened third-generation bloodbornes to raid the heartland of the Old Gods’ alliance, intending to bypass the main forces and directly force those hidden myths to reveal themselves.

And the results proved that this raid was even more effective than she had imagined.

…

Under the moonlit night, atop the mountain.

Standing on the peak, Charlotte watched the temples in the mountains ablaze with fire and nodded quietly.

The growth rate of the bloodbornes was much faster than she had anticipated, thanks to her deliberate distribution of her bloodline power among them.

Now, the combat power of these high-ranking bloodbornes had drastically improved. Fully unleashing their power and summoning undead and magical beasts with the innate magic she taught them, their combat strength could indeed be described as one-man armies.

The secular forces left to guard the various Old Gods’ temples were no match for them.

Even just watching from the mountain top, Charlotte could see her armies advancing rapidly like a sweeping storm, destroying one temple after another in the mountains.

“Eternal Night, with such an intense battle below, when will we join in? I sense the presence of many myths, there are indeed quite a few hidden here.”

The voice of Sea King, Oceanus, came from the necklace, sounding eager.

Clearly, the overwhelming battle of the bloodbornes had also made this true God itch for action.

Charlotte shook her head.

“No rush. When their true Gods appear, it won’t be too late for you two to show up.”

“As for now… let’s see when those myths will be unable to hold back and make a move.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Charlotte felt a stir in her heart.

She looked towards the direction the third-generation bloodbornes were advancing.

In that direction, a strange yet powerful aura was slowly rising.

Vast pressure gradually spread, and dazzling brilliance shot into the sky.

Watching the divine power beam piercing the dark sky, Charlotte squinted and chuckled.

“I overestimated them. It seems… one of them can’t hold back anymore.”

With that, a crimson light flashed, and her figure disappeared.