Gospel of Blood-Chapter 615 : Divine Battle

Vast divine power swirled around the Blood Demon Archduke, creating an overwhelming pressure.

No… Perhaps it could no longer be called the Blood Demon Archduke.

Though it still had the appearance of the Blood Demon Archduke and continued to wield its “Dark Divine Domain,” its entire aura had undergone a profound transformation.

Especially the emanating divine power, which was completely different from before.

Sensing the familiar divine power from the figure, Charlotte frowned slightly.

“Helios?”

The Blood Demon Archduke—or more accurately, the Sun God “Helios”—chuckled softly and said,

“You don’t seem surprised.”

“I already guessed. The Sun Temple buried its roots deep within the Holy Court, and the huge sacrificial array in the underground temple—it couldn’t have been achieved without your handiwork.”

Charlotte spoke calmly.

“Helios” narrowed his gaze slightly but quickly returned to normal.

Looking down at Charlotte, his smile faded somewhat as he said,

“Nyx… no, perhaps I should call you Cain? Or maybe… Lilith?”

Charlotte’s eyes flickered.

It seemed that even Helios, who had crossed over with her, had his memories of Lilith’s “disappearance” altered.

Unlike the other bloodbornes, who forgot Lilith’s existence entirely, Helios instead mistook Charlotte for Lilith.

However, Helios didn’t dwell on this for long.

“Never mind, it doesn’t matter. No matter what your essence truly is, it makes no difference. After all these years, the struggle between us… must finally have an end.”

As he spoke, he raised his hands, and divine power converged into a golden spear adorned with a sun symbol.

At the same time, the pale divine power transformed into the Sun God’s iconic radiant gold, and even the Blood Demon Archduke’s armor shimmered with golden patterns.

“Coincidentally, I feel the same way.”

Charlotte remained expressionless.

She, too, gathered her divine power. Crimson light swirled around her as she gently raised her hand, summoning her sword, the Roman Sword, from the void.

The two Gods faced each other in the sky, and the entire space seemed to freeze at that moment.

In the next instant, both figures vanished simultaneously.

Gold and crimson light burst through the clouds as the two Gods clashed, almost instinctively moving their battlefield into the sky.

No, more accurately, it wasn’t that they chose the sky as their battlefield.

It was that one fled while the other pursued, and after the chase, a fierce battle erupted.

Charlotte was fleeing. The Blood Demon Archduke was chasing. The crimson light sought to break through the sky and escape the range of the silver moon’s influence. But the golden light followed relentlessly, preventing her escape.

Clouds churned, space tore apart, and the storm of magical energy raged like an apocalyptic tsunami. The collision of divine artifacts and power turned the sky into a chaotic void.

No one could see the precise movements of the two Gods.

Spectators could only witness terrifying visions shaped by divine power and the clash of two divine domains. The mere aftershocks of their fight were enough to make mortals on the ground tremble in fear.

The vast divide between mortals and the divine was on full display. Every clash between these two Gods, if it had taken place on the ground, would have been enough to obliterate any city not protected by divine power.

After several exchanges, the two Gods’ figures reappeared.

One red, one gold. One held a sword, the other a spear.

They stood apart in the sky, divine power swirling around them.

However, the difference in their states was clear.

Charlotte was unscathed, her crimson blood divine power swirling protectively around her. In contrast, the Blood Demon Archduke’s aura had become unstable, and the golden patterns on his armor were noticeably dimmed.

Clearly, although their battle in the sky had been brief and intense, Charlotte held the upper hand, while the Blood Demon Archduke, who had been chasing and obstructing her, was at a disadvantage.

Yet, Charlotte’s expression remained grim.

Her gaze was serious, her demeanor solemn.

Helios, the Sun God, was a true God.

Even if he was using another God’s body to descend, a true God would never be easily overpowered by a Demigod.

Even though the magical energy of this era hadn’t yet returned to its peak, and though both sides were only able to wield Demigod-level power at most.

Even more so, Helios, like Charlotte, was a God who wielded the origin power.

Back in the past, when she faced Helios, who couldn’t descend in person, Charlotte had to rely on the power of the Moon Goddess and the Sea King.

The fact that she could now suppress him with an advantage meant only one thing: most of Helios’ power wasn’t being used in this battle.

He was only trying to buy time, preventing her from leaving the range of the silver moon.

Charlotte lifted her head and looked at the silver moon in the sky.

The silver moon represented the power of the Moon Goddess.

And as far as Charlotte knew, there was only one thing that could summon the silver moon without the presence of the Moon Goddess—Dreamy Moon’s Heart, the Moon Goddess’s sealing artifact.

Most of his power wasn’t used in the fight…

Preventing her from leaving the silver moon’s domain…

The answer was already quite clear.

“Heh, judging by your expression, you’ve figured it out.”

Helios said with a soft laugh.

“Nyx, do you remember what I once told you? The last time I said, ‘next time’… you wouldn’t be so lucky.”

Helios’ smile faded, his expression turning cold.

Silver divine power, tinged with blood, blossomed in his palm. Helios gently raised his right hand and uttered a single word in an ancient, arcane Elven language.

“Seal—!”

Golden divine power erupted, and the silver moon in the heavens radiated watery brilliance. Chains, each segment shaped like a silver moon and marked with crimson patterns, descended from the sky.

Each chain was intertwined with three types of divine power—pale, bright silver, and radiant gold.

Finally, the golden divine power, representing the Sun God, overwhelmed the pale origin power and the bright silver divine power of the Moon Goddess, forming an illusory cage that imprisoned Charlotte.

Charlotte’s expression shifted slightly.

She swung her Roman Sword, unleashing crimson blood divine power, trying to sever the cage.

But as if it sensed her bloodline, the illusory chains turned crimson, radiating an aura increasingly similar to Charlotte’s. Like inescapable tendrils, they tightly coiled around her body and limbs.

Charlotte felt a familiar yet alien bloodline power surge through the chains into her body—chaos, rage, despair, fear… a mix of countless emotions, as though thousands of wills had converged into one.

This eerie power quickly suppressed Charlotte’s divine energy like a parasite clinging to her bones.

In just a few breaths, Charlotte lost all ability to resist and could no longer summon even a trace of her blood divine power.

“I told you, this battle between us was always going to end today.”

Helios said indifferently, watching Charlotte completely bound by the chains.

“Master/True Ancestor!”

Albrecht and the other followers cried as they witnessed Charlotte being subdued in an instant.

Golden divine power contracted as Helios descended slowly.

He came down to the same level as Charlotte, watching her struggle, and chuckled softly.

“Nyx, there’s no point in struggling. Even my foolish sister couldn’t break free from her own artifact, and your strength has yet to recover fully.”

Charlotte froze for a moment.

“You… killed Artemis?”

“Killed? No, I merely restored balance. Once I become the One, everything will be reborn.”

“You’ve truly lost your mind.”

Charlotte shook her head.

Helios didn’t care.

“Say what you will, but the One True God… is beyond mortal understanding.”

He picked up Charlotte’s fallen Roman Sword, which struggled but could not break free from his grasp.

Holding the sword, Helios traced its tip lightly across Charlotte’s chest and said calmly.

“I know you’re hard to kill. After all… you possess that thing. As long as your divinity isn’t severed instantly, each death is merely a new cycle for you.”

“Let me guess… where have you hidden it? In your divine soul? Your divine core? Or… has it long since fused with your very existence?”

“Oh, right, I remember you gave it a name. But now… I think only you and I remember it.”

“It was called the Gospel of Blood, wasn’t it?”

Helios gazed deeply into Charlotte’s eyes, as though he could see right through her.

“But this time is different, for I have already found a way to deal with you.”

With those words, he sealed the Roman Sword and summoned radiant light into his hand.

This time, it wasn’t golden but a soft, watery blue.

The light enveloped Helios’ golden spear, and in the next moment… the spear began to transform.

The singular spearhead slowly split apart, as though divided by an invisible force, into three sharp, elongated prongs, resembling three dragons emerging from the sea, pointing toward the heavens.

Waves flowed along the spear’s shaft, converging into mysterious, intricate runes that emitted a gentle yet ominous glow.

In an instant, the golden spear adorned with the sun symbol had transformed into a majestic trident.

With its appearance, a faint pressure spread across the sky. Dark clouds gathered, as though a storm was about to descend.

This was the supreme artifact of the ocean realm, said to have been forged from the teeth of the Creator God. It was the only divine weapon on the continent of Myria with the power to slay Gods—the Sea King’s Trident!