章 852: Pissed-Off Dragon

The timer on the event was ticking down fast, and Astaroth was now sure this transfer rate wasn't enough. He would either die before the fruit ripened or, by some miracle, survive and still fail the quest.

But there was nothing more he could think of.

What little brain capacity he had left that wasn't dedicated to concentrating on the Aether flow, he dedicated to healing himself when his skill came off cooldown.

And it was already a lucky break that changing into Geminae gave him one at all, inside New Eden. He was pretty sure that his healing capacity outside New Eden was just brute-forcing the target's usual regenerative capacity through Aether.

There was only a slim chance this would translate to a healing spell in New Eden, and it had after his second notification had rung.

Astaroth focused on the fruit, hoping for a Hail Mary, but only a minute remained, and he wasn't anywhere close to his target.

*Fruit Ripeness: 498,324/500,000*