The manor in the center of the ancient castle was Lide's residence, the most luxurious and grand manor in the entire castle.
Built during the peak period of the Bloodline a hundred years ago, the entire castle housed three thousand Bloodline and over twenty thousand humans.
Many exquisite carvings were directed by the Bloodline and completed by humans.
The two Bloodline guards at the entrance immediately saw Lide and greeted him with surprise and delight.
"Good evening, Clan Leader."
Lide nodded. As he had not been in the castle for years, only two third-generation Bloodline were left to guard this manor.
However, due to his status and the Bloodline's loyalty to him, there was no concern regarding the manor's safety.
The all-stone manor radiated an Ancient Roman atmosphere, with a main building of five floors and nearly twenty meters in height, making it the most magnificent structure in the castle.
The manor had front and rear courtyards, stables, cellars, storage rooms—everything a noble manor required.
Having flown all night, Lide had little interest in appreciating the centuries-old luxurious architecture. He quickly went to sleep after washing up, served by the two guards.
The Bloodline only required two Sunshine Hours of sleep each day. They preferred resting during the day and being active at night.
But Lide did not have this habit. He was mentally exhausted today and slept soundly.
...
The next morning.
The ancient castle's central hall was the Bloodline's council chamber, where all major meetings were held.
Every heritage had life force, and the Bloodline's survival in the Glory World undoubtedly had merit.
To change the Bloodline's current situation, mere suppression was far from enough.
Gathering the Bloodline in the hall to hear him speak about the Bloodline's history was another of Lide's plans.
To change the Bloodline's perception.
And the most crucial part of changing the Bloodline's perception was to reshape history.
People were symbols of society, and culture was the backdrop of society.
What kind of cultural education one received determined what kind of person they became, regardless of skin color or race.
The Bloodline's previous heritage taught them to view humans as food, a fact passed down verbally.
But Lide decided to change this fact—rewrite the Bloodline myth.
After a night of brewing, although his draft was still rough, it was sufficient.
This Bloodline lineage was all his Bloodline; no one would easily question or refute him.
Lide didn't need the Bloodline to believe absolutely, as long as he could change some of their perceptions, it would be enough.
"Do you know the origin of the Bloodline?"
The Bloodline sitting neatly below on small benches looked puzzled.
"The Bloodline was created when the Creator God created the world, wasn't it?"
This Bloodline lineage lacked sufficient historical depth; most of their legends were heard from the humans they viewed as food.
This was the reason for Lide's confidence.
"Then can anyone tell me, why does the Bloodline need to consume human blood to survive and not the blood of Demon Beasts?
In terms of Magic Power content alone, Demon Beast's blood is far superior to human blood. But why can only human blood serve as the Bloodline's food?"
The Bloodline in the Glory World was somewhat different from the Earthly legends. Here, only human blood could be the Bloodline's food; even Half-Beasts and Elves were useless to the Bloodline.
This question immediately stumped the Bloodline below. Few had ever considered this issue before.
Everyone had taken these as common sense, just as no one questioned why we preferred delicious food over something incredibly unpalatable.
Lide laughed inwardly; the main act was about to begin.
"Because the Bloodline was cursed by the Lord of Chaos Evil God, the most powerful Evil God at the beginning of Creation. Every Holy Clan member bears the Eternal Curse of the Lord of Chaos Evil God."
A collective gasp filled the room below.
Everyone exchanged looks, their eyes filled with indescribable shock.
The hall fell silent because of the shocking news.
The Eternal Curse of the Lord of Chaos Evil God was a far more terrifying name than even the most fearsome Extraordinary Mage.
This was a world where Divine beings were real; churches often witnessed Divine miracles, and Evil Gods occasionally appeared.
Being cursed by an entity whose name alone induced fear was enough to make their hearts tremble.
Lucy's face showed a mix of shock and fear, her emerald eyes filled with confusion.
It was her first time hearing this from Lide.
The Bloodline's blood bestowed them with eternal life, making them genuine Longevity Species.
And with their long lives, each Bloodline was a knowledgeable scholar; even those not fond of books accumulated considerable knowledge over centuries.
But what Lide said was something no Bloodline had ever heard.
The origin of the Bloodline was universally acknowledged: the Creator God created the Bloodline with his blood.
But the idea of bearing the curse of such a terrifying Evil God was unheard of.
"Night Goddess above"—this information was astonishing.
Lucy stood, her face full of questions.
"Father, why have we never heard this before? And why have I never felt cursed?"
Lide smiled mysteriously, adjusting his silver-embroidered black magic robe slightly, his tone slow and deep.
"This is the last bit of knowledge passed down to me by the Holy Spirit."
Knowledge passed down by the Holy Spirit?
Most Bloodline knew of the Holy Spirit, but aside from Lide, who had an attribute panel and knew the Holy Spirit's details, other Bloodline only saw the Holy Spirit as a Bloodline heritage treasure, much like a noble's crest.
They were unaware of the Holy Spirit's origins, knowing only that it was exceptionally important to the Bloodline.
The Blood Clan Ancestor had never spoken of the Holy Spirit before, allowing Lide to exploit this gap and unfold his narrative.
He could then find an excuse to erase any traces of the Holy Spirit.
"The Holy Spirit was once a member of the Bloodline, crafted by the Creator God's blood."
"We once had a long history."
"A million years ago..."
A long mythological story was narrated solemnly by Lide.