Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 122: -110- Awaken, the slumbering dead!

Chapter 122: -110- Awaken, the slumbering dead!

"Master, are we really not going to kill him?"

Sebastian handed the tightly bound Tulip Count over to the Blood Servant and followed Charlotte, asking respectfully.

"Kill him? After committing so many sins, merely killing him would be letting him off too easily."

Charlotte shook her head.

"Then... what do you plan to do with him?"

"Injustice has its source, and debts have their debtors. As the mastermind behind the Drunk Dream Saloon, he must receive the punishment he deserves..."

The young lady spoke with implied meaning.

As she spoke, Charlotte glanced at the cells lining the corridor.

The cells were now empty, the imprisoned young girls had already been taken away by the Blood Servants at her command, including Castel’s maids.

They had been rescued and should have already left the manor by now.

Perhaps, someone had already gone to contact the City Guard Team?

Of course, even if they had, it would probably be of no use.

After all, this was the Drunk Dream Saloon.

Even the City Guard Team, would probably hesitate to offend so many nobles.

Thinking of this, Charlotte sighed softly.

Nobles, were supposed to be the upholders of Mireya’s order.

But nobles, were also destroyers.

The power they wielded brought not only responsibilities.

But also accompanied by decay and corruption.

The light was still there.

But in places untouched by the light, darkness would ensue.

The corridor was very quiet.

The controlled Blood Servants stood on both sides, their bodies stiff and their postures submissive.

Whenever Charlotte passed by, they would bow, not daring to look directly.

A faint noise of clamor rose from the ground level, still engaged in the ongoing Drunk Dream Saloon.

Charlotte, with her sharp senses, could even hear the laughter of the nobles clinking their glasses.

Crossing the long corridor, the young girl returned to the cave of the sacrifice ritual.

In the gloomy and cold cave, countless bones piled up like mountains, as if one could hear the cries and wails of the young girls slaughtered in despair and pain.

Charlotte, who had once examined the memories of these residual souls, could deeply understand their pain, sense their despair and resentment.

Such resentment, such obsession, caused their fragmented spirits to linger unwillingly.

Even after so many years, even after being subjected to one sacrificial ritual after another, they still hovered here.

Not only did they not dissipate.

They gathered more and more.

"This farce... should end now."

Charlotte sighed softly.

Hearing the young lady’s words, Sebastian narrowed his eyes.

He adjusted his sleeves, looking eager:

"Master... shall we destroy this place?"

"No, not us."

Charlotte gently shook her head.

Her gaze landed on the countless bones, she softly said:

"It should be them."

Sebastian felt a stir in his heart:

"Master... you mean to?"

"I want to awaken them."

"I want them to return to this world, to personally end this sin that brought them despair..."

Charlotte stated.

Sebastian became slightly tense:

"Master, so many revenants... might attract the attention of the Duke Mansion and the Church."

Charlotte chuckled lightly:

"Wouldn’t that be for the better?"

"Let the world see the evil here, let the Duke Mansion and the Church witness the resentment of those young girls!"

"Nothing here should be hidden!"

"But... you might also expose your identity..."

Sebastian couldn’t help but say.

Charlotte chuckled lightly:

"We’ll see if the Duke and Great Priest, who never fought in the Flame Demon Disaster, have the courage to come themselves and directly face an Evil God."

With that, Charlotte took a step forward and arrived in front of Bone Mountain.

She gently closed her eyes and connected with the Blood Divine Power stored in the Blood Holy Scripture.

A massive divine power was drawn by her, and an ancient aura emanated from the young girl’s body.

Sebastian felt a vast and majestic aura spreading out from the girl as the center, compelling him to almost worship her.

His eyes widened, looking at the girl before him in fanatic excitement, feeling that her delicate figure, at this moment, seemed like a giant bathed in scarlet light.

Charlotte gently closed her eyes.

With the enhancement of the Blood Divine Power, the time for True Ancestor Liberation was further shortened, but she felt her senses becoming unprecedentedly strong, and the magic power in her body instantly surged.

Although she had not fully activated True Ancestor Liberation, her spiritual sense now could easily cover every piece of land in this entire estate.

She could feel the wandering Revenants; she could hear their wailing; she could see their hatred towards the Nobles who were still rotting in pleasure inside the Drunk Dream Saloon...

She also felt she could communicate with them.

Recalling the Undead Revival inherited from her blood lineage, Charlotte’s magic power quietly operated.

Under the resonance of divine power, her magic seemed to take on an incredible force, quickly spreading throughout the entire cave.

Charlotte gently stretched out her hands and raised them slightly.

She opened her eyes, and her crimson gaze emitted a scarlet brilliance, and a youthful but authoritative voice followed:

"Awaken, you sleeping deceased!"

Divine power erupted, instantly sweeping everything.

In the next moment, countless bones suddenly began to tremble!

A gusty wind howled within the cave, and a rich aura of resentment burst forth like a tide.

Shrill howls and cries echoed through the cave, and twisted shadows struggled out of Bone Mountain.

No, those weren’t just shadows.

They were sinister Revenants!

Dense flashes of red light illuminated the darkness, like pairs of eyes burning with flames, making Sebastian’s scalp tingle.

No...

Those were indeed eyes.

They were the eyes of Revenants!

In those eyes burned despair, pain, and an endless fury and resentment of the deceased!

Through the shadows, Sebastian seemed to see a number of ethereal young girls.

Their clothes were tattered, their bodies scarred, their pale skin and bulging eyes extremely chilling, their expressions twisted with resentment.

Resentful Spirits...

These were a group of Resentful Spirits awakened by the Undead Revival!

Feeling the nearly infinite resentment and countless auras, even Sebastian, a Transcendent at the Silver Moon Peak, couldn’t help but shudder.

Lady of the Dark Night above!

How many deceased has her elevation awakened?!

Charlotte looked at the Resentful Spirits she had summoned, her majestic youthful voice echoed throughout the cave:

"Go, the time for revenge has come..."

"Go find your enemies! End all of this..."

Hearing her words, the scarlet eyes of the Resentful Spirits suddenly burst into crimson brilliance.

They all raised their heads in unison, looking upwards.

Vaguely, the drunken music of the Drunk Dream Saloon still seemed to drift.

And that faint music completely ignited the wrath of the deceased.

They all started to scream, angrily howling, their bodies erupting with an unprecedented terrifying resentment, transforming into twisted shadows, rushing toward the hall above the cave!

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