Inside a room in the Underground Base.

Malken sat in the center of the cursed circle, facing the clay figure in front of him, his lips fluttering at an extremely fast frequency.

Strange and obscure spells continued to spit out from his mouth, like countless inexplicable evil whispers, which continued to linger throughout the dark room.

However, unlike the joy and wanton when the spell was successfully cast at the beginning, now he has a hideous and uncomfortable face, as if he is enduring it

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