A single mistake would cause a fatal explosion.
The vines suddenly sprouted in new directions, causing a bright smile to blossom on Arthur's face. The procedure was finally displaying some progress. A warm sensation permeated across Arthur's body.
Beads of sweat formed on his forehead. As they dripped down to the platform on which Arthur sat, the sweat diluted the potency of the pool of blood. The deep shade of crimson that the platform was dyed lightened.
'I need to make ten new openings,' thought Arthur, clenching his teeth as he continued the procedure.
The thickness of the mana circuits flickered, and at that moment, mana began spilling from within the vines. The spill was as large as a grain of rice, yet it caused a massive reaction within Arthur's body.
