Gospel of Blood-Chapter 638 : Locating the Coordinates, Returning to Crescent Kingdom

“Western Continent?”

A faint crimson light flickered in Charlotte’s pupils.

This result didn’t surprise her much. On the Myria continent, apart from Luna Island, there were few remaining elven strongholds, and almost none for pure-blood elves. Before consulting the prophecy, her own hypothesis had already placed the location in the Western Continent.

Of course, merely confirming that the scene from the “prophecy” was on the Western Continent wasn’t enough.

What mattered was pinpointing the exact location on the Western Continent.

Three thousand years ago, a catastrophic event fractured the Western Continent into several smaller landmasses and countless islands. Even as a true God, Charlotte found it extremely challenging to locate a single prophesied altar among the vast expanse of continents and islands.

The difficulty was further compounded by the Sun Temple’s mastery of avoiding the gaze of myths after millennia of concealment. Even if Charlotte personally intervened, pinpointing the location would take time.

The world’s magic density was recovering at an accelerated pace, and the Creator’s Will drew closer to complete awakening with each passing day. Charlotte did not have much time left.

This urgency was precisely why, despite acknowledging that she was still leagues away from reaching the “Creator” level after recently becoming a God, she was eager to face the Creator’s Will directly as soon as possible.

She didn’t have the luxury of time.

Her opportunity lay in striking the Creator’s Will while it remained weak, leveraging her two unique advantages as a “transmigrator” and a “bloodborne” to turn the tide.

Thinking of this, Charlotte infused her blood divine power with a sliver of origin power.

Pure white radiance spread across the letter in her hand as her “vision” elevated further. freёweɓnovel.com

Moments later, she “saw” the surroundings of the Sun Temple.

It was a lush green valley.

As she continued to channel divine power, her perspective accelerated. The valley shrank, revealing the forest beyond its borders, the marshlands and ocean beyond the forest, and the golden sands dotting the expansive coastline…

The location was a small continent surrounded by archipelagos. Judging by the radiating, fractured patterns of the coastline, it was likely northeast of the Western Continent’s destruction epicenter.

Charlotte’s spirits lifted. Her divine mind quickly calculated the location by comparing the surrounding islands with the panoramic view of the Western Continent she had glimpsed during her journey through history.

“It’s on a small continent northeast of the Western Continent’s destruction center, 33 degrees east-northeast and 9,780 kilometers from the epicenter. In a straight line, it’s approximately 5,900 kilometers west of the Starfall Kingdom’s western coast…”

Charlotte made a mental note.

A distance of 5,900 kilometers—roughly equivalent to the widest part of the North Atlantic in her previous life, or the span from the northernmost point of her former homeland to its southernmost territorial waters. In the world of Myria, it was akin to the straight-line distance from the eastern border of the Crescent Kingdom to the western border of the Coria Kingdom.

For mortals, this was an immense distance. Considering the oceanic undercurrents, magical storms, and origin corruption left in the wake of the Western Continent’s disaster, even high-ranking extraordinaries would struggle to traverse it.

Gods, however, were a different matter.

As a true God, Charlotte had long mastered the laws and could wield divine power with ease. As long as she had the coordinates and the location contained magic, she could draw a teleportation array and descend directly.

Naturally, the greater the distance, the higher the divine power cost.

For a span of 5,900 kilometers, though, the divine power required was comparable to her descent onto Luna Island and wouldn’t significantly impact her combat strength.

Yet Charlotte didn’t immediately draw the teleportation array to descend.

“From the glimpses of the future I’ve seen, the Crescent Kingdom will soon launch an attack on the Starfall Kingdom…”

“In those visions, Crescent Knights were engulfed in black flames, likely bolstered by the influence of fallen origin power.”

Charlotte pondered.

After witnessing the “future,” Charlotte had specifically inquired about events from the Guardian Scepter. In her previous life, the Crescent Kingdom had indeed gone to war with the Starfall Kingdom.

However, in that timeline, the Crescent Knights wielding black flames had never appeared.

“In other words, the Creator’s Will interference with the world isn’t constrained by historical inertia…”

Through countless cycles, Charlotte had already caught the attention of the Creator’s Will. Helios’ hostility toward her was proof of this.

This meant that her opponent’s countermeasures would also be stronger than before.

The struggle against the Creator’s Will could drag on for an indeterminate length of time. If Charlotte ventured to the Western Continent, she might find herself embroiled in a prolonged conflict.

Considering the visions of the “future,” Charlotte knew she had to prepare in advance before departing. Otherwise, her rear flank might be completely overrun.

“Eugenia’s audience with me differed from what the letter’s ‘future’ depicted. At the very least… in the letter’s vision, she didn’t kneel before me. This suggests that my mastery of origin power can, to some extent, counteract historical inertia.”

“Predestined history cannot be altered, but a ‘prophecy’ is still a ‘prophecy.’ In this lifetime, I’ve moved far faster than the Guardian Scepter’s knowledge of the past. Moreover, I now wield origin power I never possessed before. I… am the greatest variable!”

“And because of this, I must use this advantage to alter the course of the ‘prophecy,’ including the potential trajectory of that war!”

With this in mind, Charlotte rose from her throne.

If she was the variable, the best way to shatter the timeline was to intervene personally.

In other words… she had to take action herself.

Recalling the fluttering banner of the Crescent Royal Family behind the fallen Crescent Knights in the “future” vision, Charlotte’s gaze turned sharp.

“The Crescent Royal Family… Louis V, is it…”

A radiant glow flickered in her hand as divine power extended, forming a crimson teleportation array in midair.

Then, Charlotte stepped forward, vanishing into the flashing array.

…

Crescent Kingdom, Capital City Lutecia.

In the Castell Estate, crimson light shimmered, gradually coalescing into a complex teleportation array on the ground.

The next moment, a beautiful blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl emerged from the glow.

Within the estate, no one noticed Charlotte’s arrival.

She walked across the estate gardens, bypassed the sweeping maids, and passed through the heavily guarded gates. Each step, though seemingly ordinary, traversed vast distances.

No one paid attention to her, even as she passed right by them.

This is what it means to be a true God. As long as she willed it, no one could perceive her presence—an ability rooted in laws and briefly altering others’ perception at its source.

Charlotte walked through bustling streets, entering the heavily guarded Crescent Palace. The majestic and luxurious palace was much livelier than in her memory.

Palaces once vacant were now occupied by nobles dressed in extravagant attire. The lavish corridors bustled with elegant aristocrats, immersed in decadence and revelry.

The nobles bore coats of arms from all regions, south to north. Among them, Charlotte even recognized some familiar faces. It seemed that most of the Crescent Kingdom’s major nobles now resided in this opulent palace.

Clearly, King Louis V’s plans had proceeded smoothly. Over the past few years, he had centralized power, effectively raising the majority of the kingdom’s nobles within this magnificent palace.

Charlotte also noticed that the priests, once ubiquitous within the palace, were now absent. Those still wearing priestly robes exuded no trace of holy power.

It was evident that the Crescent Kingdom’s ecclesiastical authority had also been undermined by Louis V.

This likely occurred even earlier than his subjugation of the nobles. Based on what Charlotte knew, Louis V had already leveraged the Bishop of Borde’s corruption to challenge the Holy Court while she was still in the Borde Duchy. Now, it seemed the Crescent Diocese under the Holy Court had long been reduced to a mere formality.

This aligned with intelligence gathered by Starfall over the years. Numerous priests had “fled” the Crescent Kingdom, returning to the Holy Church’s territories or relocating to other dioceses. The Crescent Diocese had ceased to obey the Holy Court’s directives.

Raising nobles and marginalizing the church—Louis V had achieved his objectives in just a few short years, consolidating absolute power.

As Charlotte observed the vibrant and indulgent Crescent Palace, her gaze deepened.

Uniting nobles and suppressing the church was no easy feat, even with a weakened aristocracy and declining ecclesiastical power.

In her previous world, a similar monarch in European history had spent decades attempting this, yet hadn’t gone as far as Louis V had.

Achieving such results in just a few years was implausible without extraordinary circumstances. In a world imbued with extraordinary powers, the only explanation was the involvement of an even greater extraordinary power exerting overwhelming dominance.

With this thought, Charlotte extended her divine power, searching for Louis V’s whereabouts.

Bedroom… empty…

Reception hall… empty…

Study… empty…

Hmm…?

Wait…

This aura…

Charlotte’s eyes gleamed, her expression turning playful.

In the next moment, her figure disappeared, reappearing before a hidden door deep within the Crescent Palace.

This concealed door lay in a secluded chamber at the palace’s core, surrounded by numerous hidden alarm arrays and several layers of Legendary-tier protective wards. Outside, a knight patrol of Blazing Sun-tier strength guarded vigilantly.

Several royal knights stood before the hidden door, clad in silver armor with expressionless faces, exuding an aura of steely inhumanity.

Their armor matched the appearance of the fallen Crescent Knights from the “future” vision, and the faint traces of origin corruption radiating from them caused Charlotte to narrow her eyes slightly.

Ignoring the royal knights, she boldly entered the hidden door in plain sight.

Beyond the door was a deep corridor leading to an underground section of the palace.

At the corridor’s end lay a vast, dim chamber arranged like a conference room.

As Charlotte entered, she immediately saw a massive statue of the Sun God Helios enshrined within the chamber. Below the statue, several high-ranking nobles from the Crescent Royal faction sat around a luxurious ebony table, holding a meeting.

Seated at the head of the table was the current king of the Crescent Kingdom—Louis V, attentively listening to the nobles’ reports.