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Chapter 520

Day 113 – Late Night, Theocracy, Grand Cathedral,

Countless snakes crawl and writhe, devouring the curse soaked into the soft yet firm twin orbs, passing over the smooth belly that has regained its whiteness, consuming the curse in the lower abdomen, sucking away the poison, licking it with their tongues as they coil around the woman’s body. At times she groans in pain, trembling, writhing, surely the poison is eating at her flesh… Okay then, add some tentacle-san!

The flesh of her soft thighs, too, is restored to pure white, every last trace of corruption carefully licked clean by the snakes’ long tongues. It must have been dangerous; even now she cries out with shrill voices, so the corruption must have penetrated deeply. Medical treatment allows no compromise… Alright, add more snakes!

Snakes lick every part of her body, their powerful cleansing leaving no stubborn curse behind, all writhing at once,