Following an inexplicable intuition, Charlotte walked past the surrounding Sun worshippers and slowly entered the temple. None of the Sun worshippers noticed her, not even the guards at the temple entrance whose aura rivaled that of the Blazing Sun. She strolled in as casually as if she were entering her own backyard.
Unlike the area outside the temple, there were no Sun worshippers lingering inside.
This place seemed to be a "forbidden zone" of the Sun Temple, housing a massive circular altar.
Of course, rather than calling it a Sun Temple, it was more accurate to describe it as an ancient elven ruin.
The marble pillars covered in moss and vines, the shattered crystal dome, and the ancient statue broken at the head all spoke of the temple's long history.
Charlotte even sensed the still-functioning magical barriers within the temple.
These were likely magical barriers left by the ancient elves, possibly dating back to the peak of elven civilization.
Though long damaged, they still retained formidable magical power, at least at the Quasi-Legendary level—this was probably why the temple had not been repaired. The barriers protected the ruins while also preventing external interference, allowing only wild vines and moss to grow unchecked within.
As for whom this temple belonged to… one only needed to look at the divine symbol on the marble pillars.
It was a divine symbol Charlotte had never seen in real life, somewhat similar to the ringed cross symbol of the Holy Court, also belonging to the "cross symbol" category, but incorporating elements of the sun and moon.
Charlotte had seen such a symbol in elven texts before—
"It's the divine symbol of the Creator God worshipped by the elves," Charlotte concluded.
The Creator God!
The name of the Creator God was not recorded in the official texts of the various churches on the Myria Continent, only appearing in some dubious legends.
No, it should be said that They had no name. The Creator God was Their designation, and They were the Creator God.
Of course, for the many races of the Myria Continent, due to the existence of the Holy Court, they often equated the Creator God with "Harald, the Lord of Creation."
But Charlotte, having traversed history, knew that this was not the case at all.
The Creator God was the Creator God, and Harald was Harald.
However, when Charlotte's gaze shifted to the enormous and intricate altar at the center of the temple, her expression changed again.
It was an altar with a distinctly Holy Court style, engraved with incredibly complex runes and adorned with the divine symbol of the Sun God Helios.
This was the altar Charlotte had seen in the "prophetic fragments," the one used by the elven worshippers to summon the Creator God.
Of course, what made Charlotte's expression change was not the sight of this prophesied altar, but the items placed upon it.
There were hundreds of transparent crystals of varying sizes.
These crystals, like glowing orbs, shimmered with different hues of misty light, transforming into various illusory symbols and exuding a faint divine aura that made one dizzy just by looking at them.
Even though they were sealed by golden chains on the altar, the energy they radiated was still heart-stopping. Even Charlotte, now a true God, felt a tremor in her divine soul and divine flame.
These divine powers… came from different sources, some chaotic, some pure, some fierce, some gentle, some scorching, some icy… but at this moment, these diverse divine powers were connected by the altar.
Stimulated by these divine powers, the light of the Gospel of Blood deep within Charlotte's consciousness grew even more dazzling.
And the inexplicable summons Charlotte had felt was coming from this altar, or more accurately… from the crystals of varying sizes placed upon it.
Of course, rather than "crystals," they had a more formal name—
"Divine Cores…"
Feeling the faint divine fluctuations, Charlotte murmured in disbelief.
Divine cores!
The hundreds of crystals on the altar were none other than sealed divine cores!
As for whom these divine cores belonged to… when Charlotte clearly saw the various illusory symbols, she already had the answer in her heart.
Those symbols were the divine symbols of the Gods of Myria, and these symbols were familiar to many on the Myria Continent, with Holy Court followers able to recite their true names by heart—
The harp symbol symbolizing the Goddess of Beauty, Aphros…
The scales symbol symbolizing the God of Judgment, Garimo…
The book symbol symbolizing the God of Contract, Mithra…
And so on…
These symbols… every single one of them was registered in the Holy Bible, belonging to the gods of the Holy Court!
The misty divine light swirled around these divine cores, yet Charlotte did not sense any fluctuations of divine souls or the burning of divine flames.
Clearly, the owners of these symbols, the gods of the Holy Court, had long since fallen.
Otherwise, so many divine cores could not have been sealed by just one altar.
"So that's it… they plan to sacrifice the divine cores of the Gods to awaken the will of the Creator God…"
Charlotte felt she had grasped a key part of the Sun Temple's plan.
But this led to another chilling thought.
The fall of the Holy Court's Gods was likely due to their divine cores being devoured by the "Creation God," who had seized control. But if these divine cores still existed, then… who was the one who had slain the Gods and taken their divine cores?
How did the Sun Temple, or rather the Sun God Helios, obtain these divine cores?
What Charlotte saw before her, combined with the various secrets she knew and the bold speculation she had vaguely formed earlier, gradually pointed to a conclusion that was both absurd and somewhat reasonable.
But Charlotte did not jump to conclusions.
A faint light flickered in her pupils as she made up her mind.
She took a deep breath and suddenly unleashed her divine power, reaching out to seize the divine cores on the altar.
A blood moon slowly rose, casting crimson light over the land, instantly enveloping the entire shattered continent.
Charlotte's divine power quickly enveloped the entire altar.
The light on the altar flickered, and the enshrined divine cores flew toward Charlotte of their own accord.
However, just as Charlotte was about to seize control of both the altar and the divine cores, the sun… emerged.
A golden sun slowly rose into the sky, its radiant light illuminating the world.
The crimson light was quickly pushed back, and the sun and moon shone together in the sky, each holding its own ground.
Inside the temple, Charlotte was also blocked by a golden light.
The void shattered, and a golden spear suddenly thrust out, bursting with dazzling brilliance. While Charlotte was restrained by the altar, the spear aimed straight for her chest!
The timing was impeccable.
Just as Charlotte was fully focused on seizing the divine cores, the sun and the spear appeared almost simultaneously. In that instant, the Blood Divine Domain was instantly suppressed by the sun's radiance, and Charlotte's power was largely constrained by the altar and the divine cores. The spear met no resistance!
Its target… was the divine core and divine flame within Charlotte's chest!
But Charlotte moved almost simultaneously.
The crimson divine power enveloping the altar shattered, revealing the faint image of a delicate and small shrine, while Charlotte herself, as if foreseeing the attack, turned her gaze toward the spear.
It was the Myrick Shrine.
The illusion created by the shrine dissipated, revealing the truth behind it. The girl before the altar had never truly acted, with only the light of the divine artifact, Dreamy Moon’s Heart, enveloping the altar.
Charlotte… had never intended to seize the divine cores from the start. She had only used Dreamy Moon’s Heart to seal the altar and the Myrick Shrine to create the illusion of her attempting to seize the divine cores, making it appear as though she was fully committed to the act!
The illusion dissipated, the false image shattered, and everything returned to reality.
The girl before the altar held the golden Roman Sword in her hand, her blood divine power ready to burst forth, clearly prepared for the sudden attack.
"Got you."
Crimson light erupted, instantly enveloping the spear. The Roman Sword clashed with the golden spear, unleashing a terrifying force.
The ancient temple shattered in an instant, the Legendary-level barriers evaporating like paper, and the Sun worshippers standing guard outside the temple were instantly reduced to ashes. Only the altar at the center remained intact, protected by divine power.
Crimson divine power coiled around the sword, transforming into a crimson blade of light that struck the spear.
The spear hesitated for a moment, and its owner let out a muffled groan, quickly retreating.
The divine light faded, revealing the figures of both combatants.
Charlotte, holding the Roman Sword, looked with a complex expression at the figure who had ambushed her—
A white-gold divine robe, a golden sun mask, and in his hand, the Sun God's divine artifact, the Sun Sword.
It was none other than the Sun God Helios, whom she had once "slain."
The light of Dreamy Moon’s Heart spread, enveloping Helios and completely sealing the area.
Looking into the pair of pale golden eyes behind the golden mask, Charlotte fell silent for a moment before speaking.
"Should I call you the Sun God Helios, or… the Lord of Creation, Harald?"
Cracks began to spread across the golden mask, the work of the sword light Charlotte had unleashed.
With a soft sound, the mask completely shattered, revealing the face of the Sun God Helios to Charlotte.
Golden hair.
Golden eyes.
A handsome and majestic face identical to the sacred statue of the Lord enshrined by the Holy Court.
That familiar yet unfamiliar face gradually overlapped with a figure in Charlotte's memory, and the true divine soul fluctuations emitted after the mask was removed were identical to a certain soul fluctuation she remembered.
Only the admiration and closeness in those golden eyes had long vanished, replaced by coldness and resentment.
He… was Harald.