Master was also once mortal?
Sebastian felt a slight tremor in his heart.
As an elf who had lived for centuries, he was no stranger to so divine mysteries and knew that so myths indeed depicted mortals ascending to Godhood. However, the fact that an ancient and mysterious God like the True Ancestor of Blood also had a mortal past was unexpected to him.
He had always thought that the True Ancestor of Blood was like the Old Gods of Myria, born as myths.
Sebastian was greatly surprised by the secret Yurst revealed.
Of course, it wasn’t just Sebastian who was surprised but also Charlotte.
“These temples were built by Lilith? For her return? To resurrect an elder?”
Relying on the connection with the Gospel of Blood, a certain cheeky countess who was “spying” on her blood servant’s conversation had a peculiar expression.
She didn’t know if she was overthinking things or if the reality was just as fantastical.
Yurst’s words inevitably led her to so outrageous speculations.
“Wait… could it be that when I ascended, I really traveled back in ti? And that Lilith was indeed the historical True Ancestor of Blood, and the so-called elder was actually ?”
This bold idea was quite a leap.
But once Charlotte had this hypothesis, combined with her “dream” during her slumber, it seed absurdly plausible.
Of course, this conjecture was only valid if she had truly traveled back to the past, if the Lilith she t was indeed the future True Ancestor, if Lilith’s elder was truly her, and if the purpose of the Ancient Temples was indeed to resurrect this elder.
Could it really be that coincidental?
Charlotte was unsure.
However, regardless of the hidden secrets, Charlotte could be certain of one thing.
This Ancient Temple likely contained sothing she needed!
The reason was simple: upon seeing the Ancient Temple through the vision of her two blood servants, Charlotte could clearly feel the Gospel of Blood stirring deep within her consciousness.
It felt as if sothing behind the stone door was calling to her.
Unfortunately, so power behind the stone door seed to be severing her connection with Nice.
Although she could sense that the black cat was still alive and had likely entered the Ancient Temple, she couldn’t contact him.
There must be a force capable of suppressing soul contracts.
Fortunately, the Gospel of Blood’s status was evidently higher, and this power did not seem to affect Sebastian and Yurst.
Even as the two stood before the stone door, Charlotte did not feel any interference in their connection.
“Haha, now I understand why Countess Castell specifically sent here. It seems the Progenitor already knew an Ancient Temple was buried here!”
“Let’s go, Sir Sebastian. Let’s go in together.”
Yurst smiled and took the lead.
Sebastian hesitated for a mont but then followed suit.
Even Charlotte, who was secretly observing, beca fully alert, ready to use her connection with the two to channel divine power for a “divine descent.”
Yurst extended his hand, a drop of crimson blood forming at his fingertip, and lightly touched the stone door.
The next mont, the entire stone door glowed with a crimson brilliance and then opened by itself.
Curiously, Charlotte peered through the vision of the two into the interior.
Behind the stone door was a dark space, with an ancient, dilapidated stone path suspended in mid-air leading into the depths, surrounded by floating, broken architectural remnants.
“Is this… an alternate space?”
Sebastian felt a slight tremor in his heart.
“Yes, every Ancient Temple is built within an alternate space.”
Yurst nodded slightly.
Then, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, his crimson gaze towards the darkness had a touch of fervor.
“A summoning… I can feel the bloodline call! It’s from the depths!”
With that, he quickened his pace, heading deeper along the stone path.
Charlotte also felt the stirring of the Gospel of Blood grow stronger.
A call as if from the bloodline itself, affecting her heart even through the servant observation.
Seeing Yurst quicken his pace, Sebastian frowned.
He silently prayed to the True Ancestor and drew a thorny rose symbol on his chest before quickly following.
The two ventured deeper along the stone path.
As they moved forward, the calling feeling grew stronger for Charlotte, and Yurst’s pace quickened even more.
His eyes turned crimson, and his expression beca increasingly fervent.
Sebastian sensed sothing was wrong.
“Sir Yurst? Are you alright? Sir Yurst?”
He called out.
However, Yurst did not respond, muttering fervently to himself.
“I’m coming! I’m almost there! Supre Ruler! Savior of the Bloodborne!”
Charlotte also realized sothing was off about Yurst.
In her “vision”, a dark red force gradually enveloped Yurst, and the star representing Yurst in her crimson sea of consciousness was shrouded in a dark red mist.
This was… mind control!
Charlotte was startled and quickly channeled the blood divine power to touch the star representing Yurst.
Instantly, Yurst felt a majestic and familiar power sweep over him, causing all the crazy thoughts to recede like the tide…
His crimson eyes quickly regained clarity, and his pace slowed down.
“Sir Yurst, are you alright?”
Seeing Yurst abruptly stop, Sebastian instinctively gripped his sword hilt, cautiously asking.
It was only then that Yurst realized what had just happened…
“Damn, it’s the Blood Demon Archduke’s temptation specifically targeting bloodbornes. I was unknowingly caught.”
He said with a look of lingering fear.
After speaking, he drew a thorny rose symbol on his chest, gratefully looking up at the sky.
“Praise you, great Progenitor. You just… saved once again.”
Seeing Yurst draw the thorny rose symbol, Sebastian finally relaxed his tense nerves.
“Sir Yurst, we must be careful. This place feels sinister.”
He said solemnly.
This ti, Yurst did not deny it but nodded.
“Indeed, it seems the Blood Demon Cult has already taken control here. I was too careless just now.”
The two continued deeper along the stone path.
As they moved forward, more and more corpses appeared in their view.
These corpses, either armored or in noble robes, were all facing the entrance of the alternate space, as if they were fleeing towards it for their life.
Their faces were twisted in terror, their eyes dull, with no hint of blood.
Noticing their once-glowing red eyes and sharp teeth, Yurst’s gaze sharpened.
“Bloodborne?”
But Sebastian, who was more familiar with the North, noticed the family crest on these corpses’ chests and beca solemn.
“Not just bloodborne, they… are all mbers of the Lagrisse family.”
A weak cough from afar drew their attention.
“Soone is still alive!”
They quickly moved towards the sound, soon finding a dying knight of the Lagrisse family.
Yurst approached him, using dark healing and mind-soothing spells while softly asking.
“What happened here?”
“It’s… an Evil God, run… run…”
The knight said brokenly.
After speaking, his eyes lost their luster.
An Evil God?
Yurst and Sebastian were stunned, exchanging looks of surprise and doubt.
At that mont, a warning surged in their hearts, and they instinctively jumped back.
Just as they did, a corrosive dragon breath descended from above, hitting the spot where they had just stood. Accompanied by a dragon’s roar, a majestic black dragon appeared before them.
“You arrived quicker than I expected.”
The black dragon spoke, her voice clear and cold.
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Encountering the Black Dragon
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