Gospel of Blood-Chapter 651 : The Final Time Travel

Lilith?

The words from the Guardian Scepter made Charlotte pause slightly.

What made her heart skip a beat was the direction in which the Scepter was bowing—it wasn’t some distant place, but directly behind her.

But Charlotte soon realized that the direction it faced wasn’t behind her at all.

The moment the Scepter bowed, Charlotte felt her blood divine power suddenly begin to stir.

No—more precisely, it wasn’t just stirring. It was being pulled, and the direction of that pull… was above her head.

There, floating in the air, was the artifact she had used to suppress Helios—the Dreamy Moon’s Heart.

“Dreamy Moon’s… Heart?”

Charlotte narrowed her eyes, a vague suspicion beginning to form—then, she saw it.

The Dreamy Moon’s Heart suddenly shone brightly, and a hazy figure began to slowly appear.

It was the figure of the Moon Goddess, Artemis.

The apparition was incredibly faint, as if it could vanish at any moment. But at the instant it appeared, the entire world shuddered—ever so slightly.

It was a tremor in the foundations of the world. A disturbance in the laws of reality.

Having attained the rank of a Creator, Charlotte could clearly perceive the root of this tremor—it was a conflict within the world’s fundamental law of existence:

“Only one instance of the same being can exist in the same timeline.”

This law emerged in Charlotte’s mind naturally—but it wasn’t referring to Artemis per se. More precisely, it was referring to a certain force upon her.

A crimson-colored force—one that Charlotte knew well.

It was blood divine power—the power of the Gospel of Blood.

And in the next moment, the form of Artemis began to change.

Her silver hair became more dazzling, and her pale blue eyes gradually turned into crimson gold. Her facial features slowly overlapped with Charlotte’s—until, finally, she took on a face identical to Charlotte’s own.

It was Charlotte’s face.

And also—Lilith’s face.

Charlotte’s eyes widened.

This sudden change stirred massive waves within her heart, and in that instant, many of the mysteries that had long puzzled her suddenly gained clarity—

Artemis… and Lilith were the same person!

No wonder!

No wonder that even after she returned from each time traversal, “Lilith” was still active in the world.

No wonder Artemis always seemed to maintain a vague distance from her whenever she crossed through time.

Because… Artemis was Lilith!

And the moment she realized this, Charlotte also became aware of all the subtle clues that had always been pointing to the connection between them.

For instance… both of their symbols were the moon. Charlotte could summon the blood moon, while Artemis summoned the silver moon.

Or that—aside from the time when Charlotte was traversing history—there were no historical records of “Artemis” and the “True Ancestor of Blood” appearing at the same time.

Or that no one had ever truly “known” Lilith. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Or in those records where the True Ancestor of Blood conquered the continent—

The True Ancestor of Blood had swept aside nearly all the Gods on land… yet never once opposed Artemis.

All of it now had an answer.

“They… were the same person!”

Charlotte suddenly understood.

And at the same time, another thought arose naturally in her mind—

“Wait…

“If Artemis is Lilith…

“Then who… is Harald, really?

She didn’t need the answer spelled out.

Because Charlotte already had it.

Just like in certain languages of her past life, in the common tongue and even Elvish of the Myria world, the words for “brother” and “younger brother”… were the same.

Thoughts churned in her mind, and finally Charlotte softly muttered a name.

“Helios…”

But at the same time, Charlotte was struck by a new confusion—

If her time travel had truly changed history, then the “Lilith” she remembered… and this “Lilith” transformed from Artemis—what exactly was the relationship between them?

The “Lilith” she had seen—was not Artemis.

Unless…

A new suspicion began to form in Charlotte’s mind.

Crimson light began to spread, and she saw… another version of herself.

At the same time, she felt the trembling of the world’s laws grow stronger.

Charlotte knew—this was because Artemis had now stepped into the identity of the True Ancestor of Blood.

And Charlotte herself… was also the True Ancestor of Blood.

However, this tremor didn’t last long.

Because the figure of "Lilith" never fully solidified—instead, as the blood divine power spread, she began to merge with Charlotte’s body, which was being rapidly assimilated by the Origin.

Charlotte sensed the stabilization of the world’s laws.

She understood: this was Lilith integrating their two identities.

The divine rank of the True Ancestor of Blood—was fusing!

Almost instantly, Charlotte felt the Origin’s corruption slow down, while the radiance of the Gospel of Blood grew even brighter.

Now nearly one with the Gospel as its soul, Charlotte saw “herself” speak once more.

“Teacher… are you ready?”

Charlotte was slightly stunned.

That single word—Teacher—carried so much meaning, she nearly missed the tiny detail that accompanied the appearance of the spectral figure: a leaf, floating above the Gospel.

It was a withered leaf, sealed inside a translucent amber, marked with patterns of thorns and roses.

With just one glance, Charlotte recognized its uniqueness.

It bore no trace of the Origin.

It was a leaf from before the Origin had descended upon the world of Myria!

An untainted fragment—untouched by the Origin.

And just as crucially, it was a key to the Origin Dawn, an anchor that could be used by the Gospel of Blood to lock onto a point in time.

Charlotte could clearly sense that the Gospel’s power had become active again—and the [Time Travel] ability sealed by the Origin was now awakening!

“Teacher, time is short. You must go.”

Lilith said softly.

Charlotte looked toward the leaf above the Gospel, gazing at the familiar thorny rose pattern etched into the amber. Her eyes grew subtly complex.

“So… this was part of the plan too?”

She asked.

But Lilith didn’t answer the question.

She simply smiled at Charlotte from within the spiritual realm.

“Go forward, just as you believe you should.”

“After all… you are the true Savior.”

“It will be a long and difficult journey…”

Charlotte fell silent.

Feeling the pull growing stronger from beyond, and sensing the increasingly active space-time coordinates, she made her decision.

“Take care. We’ll meet again.”

She said.

Then, without hesitation, she activated the Gospel of Blood and began her Time-Space Leap!

Crimson light surged and wrapped around her, and Charlotte felt her divine soul being swiftly drawn away as her connection to the world weakened.

The amber-sealed leaf burst into radiant light, opening a shimmering vision before her.

Charlotte once more beheld the River of Time.

But this time—there was only one anchor.

The very first anchor, the origin of everything, the source of the entire river.

No…

It even preceded the beginning of the River of Time.

High in the sky, that colossal eye moved.

Charlotte saw it look directly at her—and in that instant, it felt as though the entire consciousness of the world focused solely on her.

All around her, the Origin puppets twisted into madness, their gazes blazing with fury:

“It’s you! You again!”

“Who are you?! Why do you keep interfering in my world?!”

That furious gaze was clearly aimed at the “Artemis” within Charlotte—but it also seemed… directed at something else.

A powerful wave of rejection surged from all directions. Charlotte felt the Origin corruption on her body suddenly accelerate.

The Creator’s Will had begun forcefully accelerating its possession!

But Charlotte no longer felt affected.

Because Artemis—no, Lilith—had, through the synchronization of their divine ranks, replaced her, kicking Charlotte out of the possession vortex, and taking her place as the one to be possessed by the Origin.

“Brother…”

Charlotte heard “herself” speak again, with fondness and relief.

“It’s time… to wake up from this dream.”

An immense force pulled her in.

Charlotte no longer hesitated. With the Gospel of Blood in hand, she stepped into the River of Time, moving against the current, heading toward the first anchor.

And in the final flicker of her consciousness, she saw Lilith spread her arms wide—and be swallowed by the Origin...

…

The Clock of Time reversed in an instant.

Within the endless leap of consciousness, Charlotte fell into slumber.