Fu Qian was more than 80% certain that the material of the finger bone in front of him came from those irascible little puppets.
Of course, this is not to say that the expert Garcia hired was slacking off; at present, it indeed no longer possessed any transcendent properties.
Even compared to the puppet fragments of that time, the thing contained within it was shattered to a completely different extent.
It was akin to a cleansing at the essential level; as if violently ground into molecules, stir-fried, boiled, and fried a hundred times before being recast together, crudely shaped into a form.
Now, apart from the fact that it once had an extraordinary effect, any form of power inside it no longer existed—it was thoroughly ruined residue.
It felt like if this thing were indeed embedded in one's body, it wouldn't be essentially different from fitting a large gold tooth.
