I am the only person with full-level healing abilities in the base.
In order to save the so-called "Light of Humanity" commander, I was drained of my last drop of blood and abandoned in the wilderness.
They said: "Your sacrifice is glorious for the sake of righteousness."
But they don't know that my healing ability comes at a price - the moment I die, the injuries of everyone who has been healed by my hands will rebound a hundred times.
When I climbed out of the pile of dead people and returned wearing a black robe.
Those once powerful and powerful men were kneeling at the entrance of the base, their bodies covered with ulcers, begging me to save them again.
