Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 327: -83- Dead... dead?

Chapter 327: -83- Dead... dead?

Elder Maxim was enraged.

As a Legendary Bloodline who had survived from the same era as Duke Yoroc, and was even older by hundreds of years, the thing Elder Maxim detested most was that man who, despite his younger experience, was more beloved by the Gods, and had even been bestowed the Observation Holy Artifact, groomed as a Divine Favored... the lucky fellow.

"Yoroc! Yoroc! It’s always Yoroc!"

"Yulster! You arrogant bastard! You must pay the price for your unforgivable words and actions!"

A tsunami-like spiritual power, carrying the dark red glow of the Blood Profanity Staff, crushed Yulster’s psychic barrier.

Elder Maxim roared and bellowed, transforming into a colossal red giant of illusion, descending into Yulster’s spiritual world.

The scenery around collapsed abruptly, and the world shifted as rapidly as a stack of building blocks, transforming into a gigantic Alchemy Workshop that had no visible end.

This was Yulster’s soul workshop.

Each individual favored by Blazing Sun underwent a transformation in spiritual power, forming their own dream world, or rather, Sea of Spirit, their spiritual world.

The spiritual world symbolized the Blazing Sun Strong’s pursuit and beliefs, and was also the true source of the Blazing Sun Strong’s Spiritual Force Field.

The soul essence of the Blazing Sun Strong also lay hidden in the deepest part of the spiritual world.

The moment Elder Maxim descended, Yulster’s spiritual world began to tremble violently, as book after book of magic and Alchemy Tools flew up of their own accord, charging towards the red giant that Maxim had become, attempting to instinctively repel the foreign invader.

Feeling that pale power, a hint of disdain flickered in Elder Maxim’s eyes.

The master of a spiritual world surely had limitless power within his own world, but only if the intruder’s soul was not very strong.

But he was a true Legend!

Elder Maxim merely waved his hand, and the magic books and Alchemy Tools charging at him shattered into pieces, turning into the purest spiritual power which he absorbed, increasing his strength instead.

Following that, he lightly lifted up the illusory figure hiding deep within the spiritual world, representing Yulster’s main consciousness and soul essence.

The illusory figure, identical in appearance to Yulster, struggled incessantly, but... it could not escape from Elder Maxim’s palm.

Elder Maxim lifted Yulster’s main consciousness as if he was picking up a chick, his gaze from on high seemed to scorn the overreaching insect beneath him.

His gaze was indifferent, his voice icy cold:

"Yulster."

"I’ll take the rest of your life."

Terrifying fluctuations of psychic power erupted in Elder Maxim’s hand, starting to erase the independent self-will in Yulster’s consciousness, destroying all contracts and connections within the soul essence.

With Maxim’s actions, the entire spiritual world suddenly trembled, then quickly began to collapse, even Yulster’s main consciousness in Maxim’s hands started to become illusory.

Elder Maxim coldly watched the consciousness being rapidly assimilated by him, confident of victory.

However, at that moment, the consciousness of Yulster that he captured, which had lost all power to resist, suddenly stopped struggling, raising his head and looking at him with a mockingly.

Elder Maxim’s brow furrowed slightly.

Decades of accumulated experience made him subconsciously feel that something was off.

But before he could do anything, a crimson radiance burst forth from Yulster’s consciousness, and a mysterious symbol, as if reacting to a stimulus, appeared on his forehead.

Seeing the symbol that was not unfamiliar to him, Elder Maxim nearly froze instantly:

"Thorns... Rose?"

His expression changed subtly, and he instantly realized something, hastily letting go and retreating backward. But Yulster’s consciousness grabbed his illusionary spiritual clothes fashioned from psychic power.

"Elder, you’ve already come this far. What’s the hurry to leave?"

Yulster curled his lips, chuckling ominously.

As he finished speaking, he looked up, roaring with a ferocious expression,

"Great Your Majesty! I have procured an exquisite soul as an offering for You, now I present it to aid in the resurgence of Your power!"

"May Your gaze descend upon Your Favored!"

No sooner had his words faded than the symbol of the thorny rose burst into an unprecedented radiant glow.

Elder Maxim revealed a look of horror.

He only felt an ancient, time-worn will slowly awakening upon the consciousness of Yulster, a pressure so powerful that it seemed to stem from both soul and bloodline which made even this Bloodline Legend shudder uncontrollably.

"The Divine Will! This is the Divine Will! You-you-you... you actually allied yourself with the Evil God behind Castel!"

Elder Maxim exclaimed in shock and hastily retreated.

But, it was already too late.

Crimson brilliance erupted from the increasingly solid thorny rose, and a boundless red mist quickly spread from the core of Yulster’s soul, swiftly engulfing the entire spiritual realm.

Following that, within the crimson, golden light surged anew like rebirth, bringing forth the divine radiance accompanied by an ethereal and faintly audible hymn descending slowly.

The spiritual realm, comprised of bookshelves and alchemy workbenches, began to rapidly transform and reassemble, quickly turning into a gargantuan Divine Hall.

Wait...

A Divine Hall?

Wasn’t it Dark Night Ancient Castle?

Seeing the temple around him, identical in style to the Holy Royal Court, Yulster was taken aback.

If it were not for the chillingly familiar aura within his soul’s core, he would have even doubted if he had summoned a deity from the Holy Royal Court!

Elder Maxim, equally alarmed, stammered out,

"The... the Divine Light?"

He let out a cry and, without hesitation, turned to run.

However, before he could take more than a few steps, a gigantic Sword of Judgment materialized from within the thorny rose and struck down upon Elder Maxim’s spirit.

A more terrifying power erupted, and Maxim couldn’t help but let out a piercing scream of agony.

Under Yulster’s reverent gaze, the Legendary Elder’s soul instantly developed numerous cracks and then, with a faint pop, shattered into countless glowing fragments.

And then, he was devoured by that "Divine Light" radiating ancient time-worn essence...

The Sword of Judgment gradually dissipated, and the dreadful oppression weakened with it.

"Dead... is he dead..."

Yulster gazed vacantly at the spot where Maxim had turned to ash, his demeanor filled with profound reverence.

As soon as his words ceased, an insubstantial voice echoed from behind him, emotionless:

"Merely an incarnation, it counts for little."

"Yulster, you do know how to cause me trouble."

The Divine Light slowly faded, and the crimson glow reemerged.

In an instant, the surrounding Divine Hall once again transformed into the familiar Dark Night Ancient Castle.

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