The pale white branch of the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree had already plunged deep into Mir's wound.
But... it still had not reached the end.
Judging by its length, it had definitely gone more than three or four meters in. How could an ordinary human body possibly contain that much depth?
What was more, as the branch reached deeper, its astral spirit body revealed that something had been attracted to it and was already clinging to its body.
Not only had it attached itself, it was also trying to assimilate the tree.
A fourth-level magic plant could be assimilated?
Kroya found the very idea unbelievable, but that was exactly what was happening. The Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree was clearly suffering, and even its music had become discordant.
If this continued, something was bound to go wrong.
Without hesitation, he ordered, "Come back!"
First, there was indeed danger inside.
Second, something was not quite right with Mir. His body had begun to convulse, and his eyes were rolling. He was showing a very obvious reaction.
Third... pulling the branch out now would let him see exactly what was trying to assimilate the Swan Recorder Trees' branch.
At Kroya's command, the branch slowly began to rise. At first, what it brought out on its surface was magic power in a state somewhere between liquid and solid.
Honestly, this magic power was quite pure.
He could simply separate and stabilize it a little, then store it in the Swan Recorder Trees for use.
But Kroya paid it no attention. He stared intently at the branch, and as more of it emerged, its originally white surface began to change color.
An extremely deep blue-violet glow clung to it.
It was viscous and kept dripping down like blood.
By this point, roughly ten meters had