Defected Dark Healer’s Rise to Wealth
Inside the enormous hollow of the World Tree, within the deepest chamber of the throne room.
“──!!!”
The Sage of the East, Marrow, who had been standing, jolted as if struck by an electric shock.
“No way… Impossible…!”
Staggering as if in a daze, he walked toward the throne, collapsed into the seat, and hung his head.
“Unbelievable…”
He muttered under his breath.
Could he have been mistaken about what he had just sensed? He focused his mind again to confirm.
…No connection.
The link with the vessel he had been controlling moments ago was completely severed.
That vessel should have been the strongest among them, capable of easily eliminating even a high-ranking officer of the Demon Nation.
