Charlotte, transformed into a blood cord, felt as though he had fallen into an icy abyss. He could see the divine radiance on the middle-aged man.
Charlotte already knew many of this world's secrets, especially after acquiring Omniscience and raising it to ×4, obtaining all the knowledge of the Great Emerald Library, receiving Juno's instruction, gaining Don Quixote Cervantes's notes, discussing the Path to Godhood with several of the Old Continent's peak Saint Ranks, and even learning some of Zimmerman's secrets.
So he swiftly reached a conclusion, utterly certain that he was not mistaken. This middle-aged traveler carrying a suitcase was the true Carnstein!
A thought quickly surfaced in his mind. He's Carnstein... then what is that?
Charlotte looked toward the trapped giant. Before he could figure out the crucial detail, he saw Carnstein gently reach out and grab. The giant bound by the blood cords suddenly burst into a cloud of blood-red mist, which Carnstein devoured completely like a giant whale drawing in water.
Having consumed his original body, even a true god as powerful as Carnstein had some trouble containing it. Strands of blood mist leaked from him, but immense fury rose in his heart as he cried, "Who? Who stole the blood source of my original body?"
"Was it Sister Omibella?"
"Was it that little thief Juno?"
"Or... no, Wood Brandon couldn't be. He's far too weak."
"It couldn't possibly be Zimmerman. He's not even a vampire!"
Charlotte lay motionless on the ground, just like the other blood cords.
Even Carnstein could not see through the mysteries of the Ultimate Transformation Technique. He had never devoted such effort to the basic spells of House of Adonis. Wood Brandon's insight into how basic spells could be layered was a gift of his own exceptional talent; no one else