Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 128: -116- Divine Descent Ritual

Chapter 128: -116- Divine Descent Ritual

Although the High Priest’s words had nearly overturned Lotti’s worldview and beliefs, news of her sister still stirred her heart, compelling her to follow.

But when she followed the man to the so-called location of her sister, Lotti was quickly dumbfounded.

This was a dilapidated Divine Hall that appeared quite ancient.

The walls on both sides of the Divine Hall faintly displayed ancient and mysterious murals, which depicted scenes of deity worship. The worshippers, all dressed in uniform robes with sharp fangs visible at the corners of their mouths, turned out to be Bloodlines.

As for the deity, it was indistinct.

One could only see below it the ancient and massive throne which, despite countless years, still conveyed a sense of majesty and vastness.

Clearly, this was the temple of some ancient deity from the Bloodlines.

Lotti wasn’t particularly interested in this.

In fact, she hadn’t even taken a good look at the Divine Hall; upon entering, her gaze naturally fell upon the altar in the center of the hall.

It was a terrifying altar, the base covered in layers of crimson pages, instilling a sense of terrifying palpitations, with layers of tumors and blood vessels attached to it.

Those vividly pulsating Blood and Flesh met each other, gathering above the altar and connecting to a swollen and hideous mass of flesh.

No, rather than calling it a mass of flesh, it more closely resembled a "sepal" made of octopus-like tentacles, centered around a huge, hideous eye.

Divine Lord above!

What in the world was this?!

Lotti was shocked.

And quickly, the High Priest gave Lotti an answer she could hardly believe:

"This is your sister."

"Sister?!"

Lotti’s eyes widened:

"No... you’re lying to me!"

The High Priest didn’t reply but merely chuckled lightly, speaking to the tightly closed eyeball:

"Mary, your sister has come to see you."

Upon hearing the High Priest’s words, the ugly eyeball trembled slightly.

The wrinkled eyelid slightly twisted, vaguely revealing a human face in extreme pain.

"Sister?! Sister!"

In an instant, Lotti recognized her sister’s features and rushed forward.

The huge eyeball struggled for a moment, desperately trying to open its eyes, but ultimately it only trembled slightly, unable to do anything.

"What’s wrong with my sister? Why has my sister turned into this? What have you done to her?!"

Lotti looked at the High Priest, trembling, her voice suppressing anger.

The High Priest smiled faintly:

"No, Miss Lotti, it’s not something I did. Your sister turning into this... if I have to say, it’s actually your doing."

"My doing?"

Lotti was startled.

"Yes."

The High Priest nodded.

He looked at the fierce eyeball, an expression of bliss on his face as if admiring the most beautiful piece of art:

"Ten years ago, Count and Countess Castel thwarted our Divine Descent plan, resulting in failure..."

"However, it was not a total failure. Although the Flame Demon was sealed and the Holy Body transformation ceremony was interrupted, we unexpectedly obtained this Demon’s Eye..."

"Divine Descent?! You... you weren’t conducting a Flame Demon summoning!"

Lotti’s eyes widened.

The High Priest sneered:

"Flame Demon summoning? Heh!"

"If it were just for summoning a Legendary Flame Demon, that wouldn’t justify such an elaborate effort..."

Saying so, he looked toward the trembling eyeball, continuing:

"The Holy Body transformation failed, on the verge of death, losing the possibility to host our Lord’s arrival..."

"However, the Demon’s Eye is a type of Monster that matches our Lord’s power well, yet cannot exist for long in the world of Mireya..."

"Hehe, so I conceived a bold plan..."

"Why not let them merge, using the power of the cursed pages to reshape, thereby creating a new Holy Body for our Lord?"

Merge... Merge?!

Lotti was stunned.

Feeling the tremor in her heart, the High Priest’s lips curled up, whispering into her ear:

"Exactly, merge..."

"Countess Broey, the thing before you is a fusion of your sister and a monster..."

Hearing the High Priest’s words, Lotti felt dizzy and almost collapsed.

She stared blankly at the terrifying eyeball before her, her whole heart trembling.

She knew, she had always known.

The ritual ten years ago, she was originally the main sacrifice, but her sister had discovered their father’s wrongdoing and had stepped forward to take her place.

Otherwise, it would have been she who was enduring the pain now.

Feeling Lotti’s inner torment, the smile on the High Priest’s face brightened even more.

He sighed softly beside Lotti’s ear and continued,

"However, unfortunately, the Holy Body’s soul still exists."

"After the initial fusion, she refused to utilize the power of the Demon’s Eye and further merge with it, always hindering our plans..."

"She never cooperated with us, until your arrival."

Saying this, the High Priest looked towards Lotti and smiled meaningfully,

"Heh, Miss Lotti, I truly have to thank you."

"To help you, to cover up your rescue of those girls, your sister finally agreed to use the power of the Demon’s Eye."

"You kept rescuing those targeted by the Drunk Dream Saloon, while she repeatedly used the ’Dream’ power of the Demon’s Eye to clean up after you..."

"You thought your actions were flawless, little knowing... someone has always been carrying this burden for you in secret."

"Thank you, after all these years, she has finally completely merged with the Demon’s Eye."

"With your help, she has finally become a monster she never wanted to become."

With a thud, Lotti collapsed onto the ground.

Her face was deathly pale, and her blue lips trembled slightly:

"No... not like this..."

"I didn’t want it to be like this..."

Finding and rescuing her sister had been Lotti’s mental support for so many years.

And now, having learned such a truth from the High Priest, she was on the verge of collapse.

Wisps of black smoke slowly emerged from behind Lotti and dissipated.

Not only that, but the eyeball on the altar also trembled, seemingly falling into some kind of chaos.

Seeing this, a flash of astonishment passed through the High Priest’s eyes.

He knew the time was almost right.

He bent down once again and said beside Lotti’s ear,

"That’s right, Countess Broey."

"Did you know? Your sister always thought her cover for you was flawless!"

"But unfortunately, from the start, I knew everything."

"From the beginning... your actions were all under my control!"

"Her cover-up was pointless because she covered for a traitor!"

"Your thoughts are not your own, your kindness is not your own, all your good intentions, all your thoughts, are false..."

"You are just a tool of mine, merely a criminal who caused your sister to become a complete monster."

"No—!"

Hearing the High Priest say this, Lotti utterly collapsed.

Black mist erupted from her body, and a slowly rising aura of evil and corruption enveloped her...

Seeing this, the High Priest smiled satisfiedly.

As the mediator of Divine Descent, he naturally left a backup plan in Lotti.

And as a mediator communicating with the deity, what was needed to fully awaken her was not powerful Magic Power.

But rather, a force that could resonate with the deity.

For Believers, it meant steadfast and strong Faith.

For the Blood Demon Church, it meant suffering and despair.

Only by plunging into great suffering and despair would the forces of the Fallen and the Dark awaken!

And when the mediator awakened, it was time to start communicating with the deity, to commence the Divine Descent ritual...

"The timing is about right, summon all the True Believers, it’s time to start the ritual."

The High Priest turned around and spoke to the Blood Demon Cultist behind him.

"Yes."

The Blood Demon Cultist leaned obediently and withdrew.

However, as time ticked by second by second, the departing Blood Demon Cultist did not return.

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