What if you ascend to the wrong world?

"Didn't you say you didn't care about him before? Why are you suddenly asking this?"

The chairman is the uncle of this strongest hero of the current generation.

However, both of them are too self-centered, and it is difficult for others to change their minds once they have made up their minds.

Therefore, although they are each other's only blood relatives in this world, they usually seem very distant from each other.

"..."

After hesitating for two seconds, Irene Wett answered truthfully.

"I met the [Heroic Mimicry Armor] today, along with Ye Tu."

【Heroic Mimicry Armor】?

Together with Ye Tu?

After thinking for a moment, Daphne pulled up a chair and sat down, then took out a plate of the same kind of pastries that Irene Wet had eaten last time.

"Tell me more about it."

Irene Vitte glanced at the pastries:

"This afternoon, I received a message from K.A.R...."

K. Ya-lun.

He's your uncle!

Is it really okay to call someone by their first name like that...?

More than ten minutes later.

Irene Vettel left, and Daphne walked to the window and looked out.

The courage to swing his sword at the sky, the side effects of the [Sword of Godslaying], the core of the [Hero Mimicry Armament] given to him by the previous generation of Ice Hero, and the abandonment of the name 'Hero'—he is now the second generation Ice Hero of the Frost Duke…

Didn't we say before that the [Heroic Mimicry Armor] was only to prevent the [Godslayer Sword] from touching the Sky Island's energy core?

How come so many complicated things are involved?

“But it’s none of my business…” Daphne said softly.

She always kept her distance from things that seemed troublesome and offered little benefit.

Sometimes what you think is help and kindness may actually bring disaster to others and make things more complicated.

She understands this very well.

That's what she's been doing all these years.

She rarely interferes in other people's affairs, except for those close to her.

Can……

A gentle, blurry figure flashed through my mind.

Daphne felt a sudden surge of anger.

……

……

the other side.

Inside the [Atheran Workshop].

"Faith Conversion Energy Pool?"

A screen of light hung in front of Ye Tu, displaying a figure with pure white wings and a perfectly exquisite face.

It is Elliot, the current Archangel of the Church of Dawn.

"Yes."

Just yesterday, as agreed, the Church of Dawn sent the third-tier archmage who led the group to visit the Kingdom of Dawn.

After visiting the Kingdom of Dawn, he proposed the concept of a 'faith-transformation energy pool'.

“And he also said…” Elliott hesitated.

"What else did you say?"

"Faith itself is an illusion; magic gives faith the possibility of interfering with reality."

Magic grants faith the possibility of interfering with reality...

Ye Tu smiled slightly.

"What else did he say?"

"As long as the proportions are controlled properly, it is possible to achieve an effect similar to faith through the fusion of other spiritual powers and magic."

This is no longer just overstepping one's bounds!

It is blasphemy!

As is widely known, advancing from the Holy Realm to demigod requires using faith as fuel to cleanse the impurities from one's soul.

The true God requires faith as the material to bear authority and condense divinity.

It can be said that 'faith' is the key to becoming a god!

And now, some people are saying that they can use other spiritual powers and magic to achieve effects similar to faith.

In an era when gods roamed the earth, he would have been hunted down to death by the gods for just that one sentence!

Neither the Lawful nor the Chaotic factions will let him go.

"What do you think... we should do with him?"

If this method doesn't work, then so be it...

But according to that guy's explanation, this method actually has some feasibility.

This is very troublesome.

“Give him access to the divine kingdom; let him go whenever he wants.”

Ok? !

Elliott was taken aback.

Should we not only not stop him, but also grant him access and allow him to conduct in-depth research?

Isn't this a bit...?

"Of course, the content of his research must not be revealed. Remember to keep it confidential."

That's more like it.

Elliott breathed a sigh of relief.

Upon learning of this idea, he immediately realized the dangers of this method.

If other spiritual powers could also achieve effects similar to 'faith' through adjustments in proportion and fusion with magic, then the vast majority of people in the world would be in danger.

It's very simple.

After all, negative emotions like pain can also be considered a kind of mental strength.

You can't expect all high-level superhumans to treat ordinary people as 'humans'.

"As you wish, Your Majesty."

"Go ahead and make the arrangements. I'll meet with him when I have time later."

"Yes."

The light curtain dissipated into specks of light.

Ye Tu stood up and looked into the distance.

"I didn't expect that someone would be able to see this so quickly."

In this world, magic is the foundation of all the extraordinary!

So-called 'faith' is essentially a kind of magic that has been tamed by the will of an individual being. It is more stable and more efficient to use than normal magic.

Moreover, it possesses a magic that tames other emotions.

Faith is usually directed toward a particular individual, which is why it can create deities.

Everything is based on 'magic', all extraordinary things originate from 'magic', this is the underlying rule of this world!

Chapter 132 Frost Obtains 'Crossing the Calamity'

As evening fell, the sun began to set.

It's still the [Aetherland Workshop].

In the bedroom, Lust lay flat on the bed, her clothes lifted, revealing the clear lines of her fair and firm abdomen, with a heart-shaped mark outlined in pale gold gleaming.

Ye Tu, having ended his call with Elliott, stood by the bed, his brow furrowed, his fingertips gently tracing the lines of the mark.

Lust bit her lip, her body trembling slightly uncontrollably, her eyes hazy, her gaze as clear as water.

Irene Wet, who had just returned from Daphne's place, stood behind Ye Tu.

Despite it being a very beautiful scene, her expression was unusually calm, and she even had the leisure to think about some unimportant things.

If it were her...

By now, people are probably already overthinking things, or even yelling.

Thinking this to herself, Irene Vitte looked at Ye Tu's retreating figure, and a strange restlessness welled up inside her, her vision even becoming somewhat blurry...

Is it due to the influence of lustful power?

Realizing this, Irene Wett activated a wisp of magic.

Call ~

A chill swept through the bedroom, calming the restlessness in his heart. The lustful man lying on the bed shivered, and his hazy eyes cleared.

The enchanting atmosphere seemed to have faded considerably.

Ye Tu withdrew his hand, staring thoughtfully at the mark on the lower abdomen of the lustful man.

Seeing this, Irene Vitte stepped forward.

"So, have you figured out why?"

According to Ye Tu, the final mark left on lust should not be like this.

I had already studied this several times before, but without any results.

Since I have some time today, Ye Tu is going to do some more research.

"No." Ye Tu shook his head slightly. "It's still the same as before."

He had tried several different methods, but had not found anything unusual.

how to say……

In this world, this is what the mark formed by the complete submission of body and mind after being influenced by the "Void Travel Method" should be!

The impression he originally formed in his memory was actually wrong.

Twisted, corrupted, degenerate...

He couldn't help but recall what Lucia had once mentioned about the three characteristics of the corruption of the ancient gods.

The scene before us is quite in line with what she called 'distorted'.

What a bizarre world.

Ye Tu sighed inwardly and looked at Lust.

"Get dressed and get up."

"Ah."

Lust nodded slightly, put down her clothes, and used her hands to prop herself up and sit up.

However, even with such a simple action, she was panting heavily, as if she had exhausted all her strength. She bit her lip lightly and looked up at Ye Tu.