-3- Who the hell are you?!(1/2)
Goldfinger may be late, but it will never be absent.
When Charlotte saw the dialog box in his vision that looked like a novel system, she knew she was saved.
I... can actually intercept this old witch's sacrifice?
Intercept!
Must be intercepted!
Charlotte, who was getting more and more tired, had no extra energy to think more. She knew very well that she could not hold on for too long now, and the breath of death was approaching.
Charlotte made a choice almost without hesitation.
【mistake……】
【Intercept...failed...】
【Detected...The Holy Book Information is missing...】
【Self-healing begins…】
【Repair completed…】
【Great Lord of the Book】
【Please re-prepare your own symbol】
Charlotte:...
The text continues to change, but the ceremony does not stop.
Charlotte felt that he was connected to something in the dark.
An illusory parchment appeared in her vision, and various patterns continued to change with her heart.
Hum!
Why is it so troublesome!
Charlotte, whose consciousness became increasingly blurred, was about to go crazy.
She knew that if she didn't stop the sacrifice ceremony, she would die.
Bitting her tongue, she concentrated her last trace of energy and casually reflected the thorny rose pattern on the top of the bed that caught her eyes after getting up every morning.
【Symbol drafting is completed】
【Interception starts】
In a daze, Charlotte felt a mysterious force suddenly acting on himself.
Amid the ups and downs of prayer, her consciousness became clear again, but her vision changed magically.
Charlotte once again "sees" the situation around him.
However... it is no longer from the perspective of "Charlotte", but a bird's eye view that is like an observer.
She seemed to have come to a towering illusory castle, sitting high on the Throne of Blood, and a blood-colored ancient book floated in front of her.
Below the throne, the basement is full of sight.
The blood-colored magic circle, the cold cross, the girl hanging up, the crazy old woman who prayed enthusiastically...
Everything seemed to be crawling at her feet.
The countess in the magic circle kept bowing and looking at Charlotte.
That feeling...is like a worship of Charlotte himself.
A wonderful feeling of looking down at the ant appeared in the girl's heart, making her feel that she was the master of everything...
A new dialog box slowly emerges—
【Successfully intercepted bloodline sacrifice ceremony】
[Carlotte de Castell]
【Will the procedure be terminated or modified?】
Looking at the new text, the girl widened her eyes.
Thinking back to the old witch's hideous smile just now, the aggrieved anger swelled up in her heart again.
Charlotte shouted in his consciousness without hesitation:
"Modify! I want to modify!"
"Salvation with the sacrificer!"
"The sacrifice is her, and the sacrifice is me!"
Want blood to sacrifice my soul?
His uncle's!
Then let’s see who sacrifices whom!
...
Countess Castel was very excited.
Ten years...
She has been preparing for this day for a full ten years!
As long as she completes this bloodline sacrifice ceremony, she can successfully seize the talented bloodline of the Castel family, bid farewell to old age, and restore her youth!
Not only that, as long as she successfully sacrifices this soul from another world, she is more likely to receive gifts from the gods!
That is the legendary grace of God!
The Godly grace that mortals dream of!
Once obtained, she will have incredible power and become the legendary apostle of God!
Thinking of the beauty of the future, Countess Castel became more and more excited.
"Great Blood Demon Lord! Please cast your sight!"
She held up the bloody resting pages and called out frantically.
The magic circle shines brightly, and the blood-like moonlight pours down, forming a crimson mist.
An ancient and vast aura slowly gathered in the basement, as if some terrifying and awesome mysterious existence traveled through countless time and space, and cast its eyes at this moment.
Here comes!
The god's gaze is coming!
The Countess' breathing became heavy.
She raised her head with difficulty, looked through the layers of fog, her eyes with unprecedented enthusiasm and trepidation.
I saw a simple and majestic illusion throne gradually transformed into the blood-colored fog.
Above the throne, scarlet brilliance gathers, as if an ancient and majestic existence is slowly descending...
My Lord!
It's my lord!
My Lord's eyes are on me!
The Countess widened her eyes, held her breath, her face turned red, her whole body trembled, and her eyes were full of expectations.
The light gathers and condenses into a human form.
Immediately afterwards-
She saw a familiar petite figure...
Countess:...
"Sum...Charlotte?!"
She was stunned.
At the same time, Charlotte, who was sitting high on the throne, smiled slightly at her, his voice ethereal and ethereal:
"My dear grandmother, I have accepted your sacrifice."
The sacrifice array suddenly lit up, and a crimson light rose into the sky.
In the countess's astonished gaze, the blood-like light instantly swallowed it...
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Countess Castel suddenly let out a heart-wrenching pain.
Her already old body quickly aged and withered under the illumination of blood.
At the same time, Charlotte on the cross felt a full warm current pouring into the wounds of his lower abdomen along his tentacles, like the sweet rain after a long drought.
A warm and strange force kept wandering inside the body, and the fatal injury quickly began to recover.
To be continued...