Chapter 117 · PDMT

Chapter 117

“How many Crystal Whales could they possibly have captured in such a short time…?”

I couldn’t finish my sentence because I felt as though my stomach were turning upside down.

This wasn’t simply about polluting the sea with corrupted mana.

It meant that Aster had been continuously capturing Crystal Whales and delivering them to the Grand Duke.

It meant that the Grand Duke would waste the crystals as mere consumables, pretend to be a fake mage, and order the exploitation of even more Crystal Whales.

And it meant that the black mage had taken countless lives to maintain that power.

“It’s truly horrifying.”

I covered my mouth, feeling like I was about to throw up.

Cade looked down at his own hand with a serious expression.

“Of all times, this had to happen now.”

In the past, I had thought that black substance was merely the remains of…