Bottle Neck

During these two weeks, Atticus had been training and absorbing mana nonstop. His entire routine was simple and straightforward.

Absorb mana, eat, and keep on absorbing mana again until he needed to recover his energy. This was all Atticus did. The only time he ventured out of this routine was when his body begged him to sleep.

Staying awake and in place for days took its toll on his mind, and Atticus had no other choice but to rest a bit. Afterward, he would continue absorbing mana once more.

Atticus' eyes flickered open from his meditating position.

'I've reached the bottleneck,'

This was what he had been chasing all week long. This bottleneck was a level one would have to overcome in order to advance through a major rank.

'Now I just need to overload my body,'

His mana core was already filled to the brim with mana, but Atticus had to hold it in and stop it from evolving. His body wouldn't be able to handle the abrupt change.