In the Real World, upon the ground riddled with dense cracks.
Casio knelt on one knee, pinned down by the Black Mud Giant's arm, with the skin and muscles of his arms in front of him split open inch by inch to reveal the gleaming white bones.
His back gradually bent, but his strong will towered ever higher.
Casio's face was like that of a demonic god, his eyes fixed intently on Xiadu as he opened the door. He didn't actually like to put everything on one throw, but there was nothing wrong with taking a gamble as the Era of Retrospection was about to end!
Strength, strength, come the fuck out!!!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
On that face turned toward the high altitude, three different states flashed by rapidly, each representing a different personality. At this very moment, under Casio's strong desire, his will to face death, and his determination to burn all bridges, the three Mental Methods of the Magic puppet secret weapon began to resonate mysteriously.
At the same time.
