"Seems like it failed again," Pandora concluded after a few seconds, staring at the bones before her.
After speaking, Pandora shook her head, her expression slightly disappointed, and sighed, "It seems some areas were still not handled well. Currently, the fusion still cannot bear too many individuals; improvements to the model are needed."
"Then I also need to tidy up these bones and find a way to make the new magic puppet a little stronger," the Witch Demon Elder said after a long pause, regaining his composure, but his expression still carried a hint of defeat as he walked forward dispiritedly.
After taking two steps, the Witch Demon Elder stopped and turned his head to the side. He saw the Eight-Armed Skeleton Anan, who had silently appeared in the corner without anyone noticing. It lingered by the scattered bones for a while before turning to leave.
