The moment the Eden Alchemy Trove's hall fell into horrified silence, across the Black Hermit Market, the exact same nightmare was unfolding.
Like the Abyssal Armory of Obsidian Claws within the Black Hermit Market, another renewal shop, famous for its excellent Abyssal Weapons.
At this moment, deep inside its blackstone vaults, the Overseer, a towering obsidian-horned demon with four arms, stared blankly at the emptiness before him.
Just moments ago, he had opened the vault to check on the newly arrived batch of weapons so he could make some profit by selling them to forces or adventurers once this martial law was lifted.
However, instead of rows of weapons…
"…empty…!??" His voice broke before the next moment…
"EMPTY!?!?" His roar shook the entire armory.
Weapons, armor, equipment…all gone, and the only thing left lay mockingly atop the pedestal.
