Through...love and bonds??
Above the vast expanse of clouds, the Human God froze in motion, his immense face slightly stiffened.
Countless thin threads slipped along the two intersecting sticks, overlooking that Xirong Ember Giant.
I tell you about the technical barriers of the Puppet Master, and you say that as long as there's love, miracles can be created?
So.
His breathtaking scheme, with humans as puppets, meticulously laid over countless ages, was broken just like that?
By so-called...human bonds?
The Human God lived in the ancient past and had never seen today's hot-blooded protagonists in certain tavern stories, who inexplicably defeat enemies with words like "love," "justice," "bonds," and "friendship."
It all still seemed childish to him.
This is the real world!
Even with his good temper, he burst into agitated laughter:
"From your discovery of the truth behind the puppets to cracking it, it has been but an incense's time."
