The White Temple Was a Prison Woven from Rules, and Otto Had Locked Himself Inside

"One who can look down upon the Laws will no longer lower his head to look at the human world," Tang San said.

"But Kallen is in the human world," Gu Yuena said softly.

"That is why he is destined never to find her," Tang San said.

Xue Ye closed his eyes, his voice seeming to come from the depths of a tomb. "He sealed himself into a God, yet he never realized that a God is the only thing in this world incapable of reaching 'human.' The closest he ever was to Kallen was five hundred years ago, when he was still human."

"Then can he still hear Kallen calling his name?" A'Dai suddenly asked.

No one answered.

Because they all understood that a soul which had ascended above the Laws could no longer hear the human world. Even if, in that human world, the girl he had waited five hundred years for was standing at the end of an old alley, smiling as she called, "Otto, come home."

When the image lit up again, everyone saw a scene that was almost impossible to describe with words.

Kolosten, which Otto had personally dismantled into hundreds of millions of golden streams of data, was returning.

The first brick emerged from the Void like a fallen leaf drifting back from upstream in time. Then, rubble flew back from every direction. Bricks locked back together, broken streetlamps returned to normal, the clock tower rose inch by inch from the ruins, and even the cracks in the windows seemed to be smoothed away by an invisible hand. The entire town was growing backward—not being rebuilt, but growing back as though time itself had reversed.

"How... how is this possible?" Xu Sanshi's voice seemed strangled in his throat.

"He isn't repairing it," Huo Yuhao