"Aether moss?!"
Kroya had an excellent memory and immediately recalled that the area seemed to be where he had used aether moss to construct a magic array for channeling mana.
But the amount of aether moss that had appeared now...
"Muyao, what happened over there?" Rather than rushing over, he decided to check the surveillance first.
"The mana there is very chaotic. Hmm..." The Woodstar Curving Vine King's voice suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong? What happened?" Sensing something amiss, Kroya pressed for an answer.
Only after a long while did separate screens appear across the Woodstar Curving Vine King's surface, displaying the convicts' surroundings.
The wounds on the convicts' backs, which had already settled down, were now gushing endless mana like fountains.
Clear blue erupted like fireworks, even forming streams of mana centered on them. Mana flowed outward like little creeks.
Under the relentless wash of these terrifying mana currents, their twitching bodies showed signs of crystallizing. They were clearly on the verge of becoming humanoid magic crystals.
The Angel glanced at the images, then closed their eyes.
They clearly had no intention of answering anything.
Kroya had no intention of asking them, either. He rose and headed straight for the convicts' quarters.
Fortunately, the moment the abnormal change began, Kroya had ordered the convicts to stay together. He had been worried something might happen, and something really had.
By the time he strode in, his face expressionless, the convicts lay motionless on the floor. Only the wounds on their backs continued to spew mana.
The flesh around the wounds had already crystallized.
The magic field grape vines were working hard to absorb the mana, shouldering most of the pressure. Otherwise, the convicts would already have turned entirely into magic crystal people.
Mana mingled with the magic field grape vines inside