"What the heck! What's going on?!"
The sharp cry of astonishnt ca from the young girl's boudoir. Staring at the petite and adorable image in the rcury mirror, the innocent blonde girl's pupils were filled with nothing but confusion and awe.
That was the first thing Charlotte said after crossing into this world.
It was standard Chinese to the utmost standard.
Charlotte looked at her newly crossed self, feeling an indescribable sense of destiny within.
The Countess Castel indeed summoned the "Holy Spirit."
But it was Charlotte herself now who pulled Charlotte's soul into this world.
The original history could no longer be traced, and now, this crucial link of crossing and reincarnation was filled by Charlotte herself.
With this, the final piece of the ti-space puzzle was complete, and broken history was completely repaired.
Charlotte, from the perspective of an observer, watched her forr self blush, curiously familiarizing herself with the new body and exploring this otherworldly realm with curiosity.
There was no third person here.
Otherwise, witnessing the excitent mixed with a hint of odd laughter, she feared she might really have to act to erase her own mory.
Charlotte didn't do anything unnecessary.
The river of ti was already repaired, the broken space-ti had closed, and now she... had lost the ability to leave the Mireya World and return above the river of ti again.
Rashly interfering to "change" history now would surely be discovered by the Primordial.
She did not interfere with anything occurring at Castel Manor.
She observed the Countess Castel carving the sacrificial array in the basent, coldly watching her repeatedly beseeching power from the Blood Demon Duke who was being eroded by the Primordial.
She watched her past self successfully drugged and once again hung on the cross.
She saw her past self's discussion with Countess Castel fall apart, and the Countess, amidst snarling laughter, pierced the girl's belly with a nacing tentacle:
"Oh, Otherworldly Soul, this is a hundred tis more precious than a Saint True Spirit!"
"What is a Holy Saint?"
"As long as I blood sacrifice you, I shall receive the Lord's grace and gain unprecedented Divine Grace!"
The elderly woman laughed wildly, utterly wanton and crazy.
The girl who kept vomiting blood widened her eyes and couldn't help but curse:
"Well... damn you!"
Scarlet light shone on the sacrificial array, and the blonde girl's gaze gradually beca dazed amid loss of blood and imminent death.
At that mont, Charlotte knew it was ti for her to act.
Crimson light blossod, her divine body suddenly transford, continuously shrinking, ultimately morphing into an ethereal book.
Then the ethereal Holy Scripture suddenly leaped, falling into the body of the girl on the cross.
Charlotte... transford into the Supre Divine Artifact of the Bloodline, the Blood Holy Scripture — the very gold finger that had once accompanied her throughout her rise!
The crimson Holy Scripture settled into the blonde girl's body.
And imdiately, the girl on the cross saw lines of ancient text float into view...
[Blood Holy Scripture detects the divine skill ritual underway —]
[Skill Na: Bloodline Sacrificial Ritual]
[Offering: Charlotte de Castel]
[Sacrificer: Ilena de Castel]
[Receiver: Blood Demon Duke Yabaton]
...
[Interception Probability: 100%]
[Intercept?]
...
The blonde girl's gaze was vacuous but soon plunged into ecstasy.
"Intercept! I want to intercept!"
Charlotte heard her soul's cry.
History evolved once more, just as she had experienced it before.
With the power of the "Blood Holy Scripture," the girl successfully reversed the sacrifice, turning the dire situation around.
But likewise, the reversal of the sacrifice modified her bloodline, making her a mber of the Bloodline.
Feeling a faint trace of Primordial Power within that Bloodline blood, Charlotte's eyes subtly shifted:
"So it was like this..."
"Turns out it was now that He began to infiltrate my body?"
Yet she didn't do much else.
She rely played the role of the Blood Holy Scripture, guiding herself at appropriate tis just like the Blood Holy Scripture she rembered.
She imparted her past self with true Blood Divine Power, successfully purifying her past bloodline to the level of the True Ancestor.
She guided her past self, constantly gathering fragnted Holy Scripture pages and growing continuously.
And every ti her past self collected a page, she would reward them, appropriately increasing so power authority.
As for the pages her past self collected...
They weren't genuine Holy Scripture Fragnts.
Those were replicas of the Blood Holy Scripture created by Lilith to contact her.
Collection of the replica pages was not her aim; it was a show for the Primordial. Additionally, when enough pages were collected, Charlotte could use them as a dium to awaken Lilith's still slumbering true form — Moon God Artemis.
History continued along its predetermined path.
With the gold finger, "Charlotte" rapidly matured, successfully inheriting the territory and began cultivating her forces just as before.
Her power kept growing, her bloodline increasingly approached that of the true Blood True Ancestor, until... she crossed history once again.
The door to space-ti reopened, the river of ti reappeared, and Charlotte, in the form of the Blood Holy Scripture, cast her gaze backward, seeing again that fragnted river of ti.
But this was rely the surface.
In the depths of her penetrating gaze, the originally broken river of ti was completely perfected; the shattered images were but a facade.
"Is it the Primordial masquerading... trying to bait into action?"
Charlotte quickly realized the sche behind it.
History was predetermined, and predetermined history would beco a cage for Him crossing ti and space.
If one wanted a more comprehensible explanation, then the predetermined history was like a track already repaired.
Crossing into the past "Charlotte" was like a train running on this track, wanting to cross back to the future would require following the established track.
If Charlotte thought she could influence history again by crossing with her past "self," it would be like the train derailing.
In that case, not only would real history remain unaffected, but it would create false historical fragnts independent of the actual history, and Charlotte, who altered history, would be trapped within fragnts facing Primordial ambush.
Thus... she did not act.
She coldly watched everything continue along the historical path, only reinforcing her past self's strength at appropriate monts as history developed.
She unreservedly bestowed all Blood Divine Power onto her past self, who likewise achieved rapid progress, advancing in realm and power like a rocket.
Everything she had once experienced continued as she had once experienced.
The history that had occurred proceeded as it had happened before.
Until... crossing into the Mireya World "Charlo" steps into Creator Status, and the Primordial God fully resurged.
The river of ti reached its end.
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