Hero? Are You Worthy?-Chapter 751 - 517: You Might Need Therapy ( - 1, 4000 words) _2

Chapter 751: Chapter 517: You Might Need Therapy (Chapter 1, 4000 words) _2

In fact, Florence was her adoptive mother, so calling her mother was not strange at all.

After that, they gave up their luxurious lifestyles and the reverence and worship of others, wandering the Sky Dome Continent like ascetics.

They helped humans in need, whether it was those suffering from disease, merchants raided by bandits, villages attacked by demons, or towns struck by natural disasters.

During that one year, they experienced a great deal.

Inas and Florence did not know if their sins were already washed away, but they both knew that their journey of redemption would continue.

Until this world was free from disasters and sorrow.

This transformation was so significant that if someone familiar with them were to see them now, they might suspect that their souls had been replaced.

After all, this behavior was almost the exact opposite, the other extreme.

Half a month ago, they had just traveled to the northern region, where they heard from some passersby that the Ice Duchy was enveloped by blizzards and eroded by cold waves, and their long experience had sharpened their personalities.

They judged that this sudden exotic climate must have a special source, so they went to the Ice Duchy, and after making inquiries, they entered the depths of the glacier directly, despite King Osvid of the Ice Duchy’s persuasion.

In the glacier, they moved forward against the blizzard.

This was not an easy task.

They moved very slowly, and the closer they got to the depths of the glacier, the lower the temperature dropped.

If it were not for Florence’s help, Inas would have likely given up already.

But later on, even Florence felt it increasingly difficult to keep going.

It is worth noting that Florence was originally a Level 89 powerhouse, one of the strongest beings publicly known across the Sky Dome Continent.

After completely letting go of her burdens and choosing the path of redemption, the shackles that had long stymied Florence’s cultivation finally loosened, and she reached Level 90 six months ago.

Ironically, Florence was envious of Saint Monica’s talent, and although she transferred the position of Church Venerable to Saint Monica, she was never truly convinced.

She rigorously cultivated, aiming to break through to Level 90 and reclaim her status and power.

But no matter how hard she tried for years, she made no progress.

When she finally let go of those pursuits and stopped chasing power blatantly, her future suddenly became much brighter.

However, even with Florence’s strength at Level 90, struggling against the cold here was somewhat overwhelming... fortunately, at this critical point, they came to the deepest part of the glacier, above a massive body sealed by ice, and finally found the source of the cold waves afflicting the Ice Duchy.

Florence prepared to descend alone, considering the extreme weirdness of the place, and knowing that even she could face peril, let alone her daughter.

But just as Florence was about to descend, her wrist was grabbed by a small hand—it was Inas.

This former Saintess, with a tall and athletic figure, honed by both magic and martial arts, bit her lip lightly and shook her head at Florence.

The message was clear—she wanted to act together.

For so long, no matter the situation—even once facing an Abyss Sky King and nearly perishing under its claws—they had never separated.

Now Inas would not part from her mother—whatever the danger, they faced it together.

Florence quietly watched her daughter, and after a few seconds, seemingly reading the will in her daughter’s eyes, the former Church Venerable gently smiled, "Alright, then let’s descend together."

Their graceful figures slowly descended, and the closer they got to the ice surface, the more intense the cold became.

Even the protective barrier upheld by Florence was struggling to hold up, cracking audibly as cracks began to form on its surface.

And that sinister, weird presence that invaded their bodies, even their consciousness and souls, became even more terrifying.

The danger was more extreme than imagined; they had not even truly stood on the ice layer or touched the massive body sealed deep within it.

On the delicate skin of Inas and Florence, black, cold, slick lines, like silk threads, began to writhe, not knowing when they started.

These lines, centered around the heart, spread outward in all directions.

Thick darkness began to swirl before their eyes, tinged with crimson.

The air around seemed to have stopped flowing, becoming viscous and weird, each inch of descent becoming particularly difficult.

Following that, Inas and Florence began to hear echoes around their ears, at times hoarse, at times sharp, enticing in their illusion, frantically revealing madness in their whispers.

Inas and Florence instinctively knew they should not listen to these voices, nor could they understand these strange murmurs, but their bodies and souls could not help but subconsciously want to listen.

It was like the tastiest yet most lethal poison.

Knowing that once they touched it, they would immediately die, yet they couldn’t help but want to taste that wonderful flavor.

The two girls had splitting headaches.

Their thoughts began to become chaotic.

They could barely feel something was wrong, and if things continued like this, they would go mad before they even touched the ground, they wanted to stop descending, to pull away from the ice layer.

But even such a simple action could not be completed.

They had a premonition that perhaps their path to redemption was about to end at this moment?

Just when the two girls could no longer bear it, and their consciousness was about to go mad, a mysterious force suddenly emerged.

A thick grey-black mist began to drift around them, the fog emitting a coldness, not pleasing, but infinitely more comfortable than what they initially felt.

The previously noisy clamor that was intermingling also withdrew at that moment, and everything around became exceptionally quiet.

Their bodies felt as though they were floating on the clouds in the Void, drifting and sinking.

Inas and Florence’s vision finally returned to normal, the first thing that caught their eye was the thick grey-black of the fog.

Faint and hazy.

Within this swirling fog, a graceful contour appeared, now hidden, now visible.

After a long time, the fog dissipated.

Inas and Florence finally saw a figure not far ahead.

Their breathing paused slightly.

Although both Inas and Florence were quite glamorous beauties, Florence with her dignified and elegant maturity, Inas with her pure and athletic vibrancy, each with their charm,

they couldn’t help but be astounded by the delicate beauty of the woman they now saw.

They knew, their own beauty was inferior by three points in front of her.

She was also a woman, her skin slightly unnaturally pale, especially against her pure black dress which made her complexion appear even more delicate. freeweɓnovel-cøm

That face, beautifully dreamlike, could even make one doubt if such beauty could exist in the human world.

Her dark eyes gently twinkled.

Her black hair fluttered in the wind.

She also had a pair of long, round, exceedingly perfect legs, encased in black stockings.

Those stockings, as if made just for this woman’s legs.

The shock did not last long, Inas and Florence quickly snapped back to reality, Florence slightly nodding, making a gesture of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect, "Thank you, miss, for saving us."

If it weren’t for this mysterious woman’s sudden appearance, using the grey mist to distance themselves from the ice layer, they might have really gone mad.

The mysterious woman’s dark eyes swept over their bodies, she slightly shook her head, her voice tinged with coldness, "You should not have come here."

Her expression grew even more weird when she noticed the slow-moving black threads lingering on their bodies.

These threads had stopped spreading, but had not disappeared.

"You... may need treatment."

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