บท 651: The Strongest Elf

'She's the strongest Elf in the Continent, huh?'

That was Rey's initial thought when he saw Feralia. Not only did it make sense, considering how she was able to hold out for so long, but it also gave him an insight as to why she held on for so long.

'She's the strongest, so she doesn't want to abandon her duties…'

In a way, the Elf reminded him of Lucielle—only the good side, of course.

"Her Miasma Poisoning is on a far stronger and deeper level than the others, and due to her struggling with it for so long, it has pretty much spread to all parts of her body." He muttered, walking even closer until he reached her bedside.

All her internal organs had grown rotten, and even her brain must have been degenerated beyond any proper comprehension.

Anyone would look at such a case and say there was no hope.

'But… I suppose this is why Divine-Tier Skills exist. To create miracles when it doesn't seem like there is hope at all.'