Meanwhile, at Stormwind Sect, Emiliano was intubated all over, with a green liquid coursing through the tubes. In front of him was a glass vessel filled with the same green liquid, which continuously churned and boiled.
Emiliano knitted his brows, seemingly enduring immense pain.
His mother wore an anxious expression as she quietly observed from the side.
“Tucker, are you sure this is going to work? Mind you, he's your son. If this fails and Emiliano's life is in danger, I'll not let you off!” she threatened while staring at Tucker.
“This technology is already well-developed, so don't worry,” Tucker reassured her and stood before the glass vessel, where he gently bit his finger, allowing a few drops of his blood to drip into the green liquid.
Shockingly, he appeared visibly fatigued after the mere act of dripping a few drops of blood into the vessel.
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