Chapter 538 : Bloodline Awakening
Central Tower, Council Hall.
A hundred bloodborne warriors stood in a neat formation, standing respectfully.
On the high platform in the center of the hall, Charlotte, seated on the throne, looked at the warriors in their varied attire below with a somewhat complex expression.
These one hundred bloodborne warriors were the result of her afternoon’s evaluations, selected from over three hundred “potential candidates.”
And among them were many names she was very familiar with from the future blood clans.
This wasn’t something Charlotte did intentionally.
In fact, after seeing so many familiar names on the initial list, she directly handed it to Bardock.
Moreover, during the subsequent evaluations, she even instructed Bardock not to tell her the names of the bloodborne warriors participating in the evaluation.
It was a sort of test.
Charlotte wanted to see if her choices would differ if she were not influenced by the names on the list.
Furthermore, to push the test further, Charlotte even removed Abaddon’s name from the list.
But when the final list of successful candidates came out, Charlotte found Abaddon’s name still on it.
Bardock’s explanation was that, although the Demon Sorcerer didn’t meet the Savior’s requirements for personal guards, Lord Harald specifically insisted on his inclusion, believing his potential and loyalty were enough for bloodline awakening, and he could serve as a commander in the legion.
At this point, Charlotte realized that the history that had already happened probably couldn’t be changed.
In the future, Abaddon would become one of the third-generation bloodbornes that participated in the bloodline awakening. So, at this moment, he was destined to pass the selection.
Even if Charlotte tried to disqualify him, he would still somehow become a third-generation bloodborne with a second awakening in the future.
Deliberate targeting might even backfire further.
Charlotte decided not to obstruct it any longer.
After all, she only wanted to test whether history could indeed be changed.
And the facts proved that fate is indeed quite mysterious.
When the evaluation ended and the list of selected bloodborne warriors was presented to Charlotte again, she saw that, aside from Abaddon, all the familiar names were still there.
Even without her deliberately choosing them.
Given Abaddon’s precedent, this didn’t surprise Charlotte but still felt rather subtle.
Especially when she looked at those familiar faces in the crowd, her feelings became more nuanced.
Duke Ron, Duke Yorok, and even Elder Maxim from the Nez Clan, who would later be stripped of his bloodline power and imprisoned for treason, were all there.
Only, compared to the future, their faces were slightly younger, and their gazes a bit more naive than Charlotte remembered.
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Of course, the most noticeable were still the towering figure of Fimaror and the two figures standing at the forefront of the formation.
The former was simply too tall, standing out no matter where he was.
And the latter two were notable for their names.
Stargazer Casey, and… Blood Demon Archduke Abaddon.
Among these nearly hundred third-generation bloodbornes, twenty-seven had reached the Silver Moon pinnacle in strength, including Casey, Abaddon, Ron, Yorok, and Fimaror.
As for the remaining twenty-two, a third of them had names Charlotte had heard of.
Those she hadn’t heard of presumably perished in the future, not living to see another era.
Charlotte didn’t know how many among them would ultimately reach the mythological level, as many of the Bloodborne Demigods didn’t leave their names, but at least… Casey and Abaddon certainly couldn’t escape it.
Thinking of this, Charlotte couldn’t help but glance again at the two figures at the forefront.
Casey and Abaddon.
Casey was a thin, sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with black hair and black eyes, looking quite shy and introverted. When she evaluated him, he even blushed when making eye contact with Charlotte, this extraordinarily beautiful “big sister.”
Abaddon was a young man with horns on his head, a symbol of his demonic bloodline. Unlike the chaotic and evil Blood Demon Cultist from Charlotte’s future impression, he appeared very calm and composed during the evaluation, without any sign of madness.
Unlike the inexperienced Casey, Abaddon clearly had more “stories” to tell, likely related to his experiences as a demon sorcerer.
Like Fimaror, Charlotte could sense the admiration and respect both had for the “True Ancestor of Blood.”
No, it should be said that loyalty and fanaticism were the basic requirements for all the bloodborne warriors who passed the screening and made it to the final list.
Charlotte remained silent on the throne, and the bloodborne warriors standing in the hall stood quietly and obediently, not daring to make a sound.
Finally, Bardock, who couldn’t stand the awkward atmosphere anymore, cleared his throat and reminded.
“Savior, these are the final selected warriors. According to the plan, it is now time for you to grant them their bloodline power.”
Granting bloodline power…
Charlotte’s feelings became even more complex.
Looking at the bloodborne warriors below, who were nervous, anxious, yet also expectant and excited, Charlotte seriously suspected that the Gospel of Blood had brought her to this point in time to establish a genuine connection with these future leaders of the bloodborne.
For a moment, Charlotte even had a bold thought—what if she simply eliminated those who would become future troubles?
But she quickly discarded this thought.
No matter what these bloodborne warriors would become in the future, the fact that they had passed the Free City-States Alliance’s evaluation meant that their potential and loyalty were absolutely qualified.
In this situation, Charlotte had no reason to eliminate them.
Of course, the historical correction was also an important reason. With Abaddon’s precedent, Charlotte could almost imagine that if she really took action, history would still be “corrected.”
So… instead of thinking about “changing” history, it’s better to go with the flow and find ways to exploit the “gaps” in history.
With this thought, Charlotte looked at the bloodborne warriors below.
She had decided, she would grant these bloodborne warriors their bloodline power according to history’s arrangement, regardless of who they were or whether they would become her enemies in the future.
But at the same time, she would not let history manipulate her. She would take this opportunity to get to know these future bloodborne leaders deeply and, if possible, leave some “gifts” for her future self.
Thinking of this, Charlotte looked at the bloodborne warriors below.
She activated her divine power, and a majestic aura suddenly rose.
Crimson radiance spread out, her silver hair flying, as if a God overlooking the world, gazing down at everyone.
No…
At this moment, Charlotte was indeed a “God”!
Her golden-red pupils reflected the figures of everyone, and her dignified yet pleasant voice slowly echoed in the hall.
“Are you… ready?”
“Ready! For the Free City-States Alliance, for the victory of the war!”
The bloodborne warriors responded in unison.
Charlotte nodded.
“Very well, in that case… kneel.”
Upon hearing this, all the bloodborne warriors bowed their heads and knelt on one knee before Charlotte.
Charlotte took a deep breath and gently raised her right hand.
Divine power turned into a blade, creating a cut in her palm. The blood of the True Ancestor, rich with potent bloodline power, slowly flowed out.
Looking down at everyone, Charlotte said loudly.
“In the name of the Bloodborne Progenitor, I grant you the power of the bloodborne. Remember your true heart.”
With these words, crimson light blossomed in her palm, and the rich blood of the True Ancestor slowly floated into the air.
At the same moment, the divine flame in Charlotte’s chest also radiated crimson light.
A profound and vast power spread through her body, quickly merging into the blood of the True Ancestor.
This was the diluted blood divine power.
Infused with blood divine power, the crimson, crystalline blood of the True Ancestor appeared even more profound.
With a flick of her fingers, the blood of the True Ancestor split into a hundred portions and then flew towards the hundred bloodborne warriors below.
Each portion of the True Ancestor’s blood turned into a sparkling red blood ball, emitting a faint glow, floating in front of each warrior.
The bloodborne warriors looked excited.
They bowed respectfully and fervently to Charlotte, then each consumed the True Ancestor’s blood before them.
Crimson light quickly blossomed on their bodies, turning the entire hall into a dazzling red.
In Charlotte’s perception, the hundred bloodborne warriors quickly absorbed the blood she granted.
The next moment, their auras surged.
In an instant, those bloodborne warriors who were already at the peak of the Silver Moon broke through, advancing to the Blazing Sun, becoming Blood Counts.
And those with weaker strength also rose to the peak of the Silver Moon, just a step away from the Blazing Sun.
However, the increase in strength was secondary.
In Charlotte’s sensing, the aura of these hundred bloodborne warriors became distinctly different from the other bloodborne, including Bardock.
More pure, more profound, and the sense of closeness they brought her was much stronger. Although not as close as Lilith, whom she personally embraced, it still set them apart from other bloodborne.
This was a difference in bloodline.
From today onwards, these bloodborne warriors’ potential far exceeded other bloodborne.
The Silver Moon and the Blazing Sun would no longer be their limits. With time, they would all eventually reach the Legendary level.
And perhaps… even higher.
Watching the bloodborne warriors who had absorbed the blood, enhanced their strength, and then fell into a deep sleep, Charlotte slowly withdrew her divine power.
A slight dizziness hit her, almost causing her to lose her balance.
Granting bloodborne power to a hundred bloodborne warriors at once was still too draining for her current state.
Of course, it didn’t harm her fundamentally. She just needed some rest to replenish the lost blood.
So… I guess I’ve indirectly created future Blood Princes and many Legendaries?
Watching the bloodborne warriors who had absorbed the blood and fallen into a deep sleep, Charlotte mused to herself.
Sensing everyone’s state, she said to Bardock beside her.
“Have people guard them. They should sleep for a day or two. I’ll go rest first. Also, investigate the movements of those Evil Gods and prepare for the expedition.”
Bardock, moved by Charlotte’s words, asked excitedly.
“Savior, are you preparing to launch a counterattack against those evil cults?”
Charlotte nodded.
“After such a long standoff, it’s time to take the initiative.”
This wasn’t a sudden decision.
After reviewing all the information, she already knew that the Free City-States Alliance had planned this bloodline awakening precisely for a counterattack.
Once these bloodborne warriors awaken, the Alliance, with its greatly enhanced extraordinary power, will have the strength to go on the offensive.
As long as Charlotte can hold off the enemy’s myths, other bloodborne can push the front lines using the magic tools and artifacts left by the elves.
And this aligns with Charlotte’s goal for this time travel: to conquer the Old Gods of this era and seize their power.