Puppet Art

There had been no problem with the control system at first. That was how Hydra had controlled it.

Adding a modern attachment to this ancient technology had made it easy to use.

But that attachment only worked for the first and second forms.

By the third form, the modern attachment could no longer bear the strain...

How could they solve that?

Blue Demon looked up. "The controller is Brain Heavenly King's field. Should we ask him to come over?"

Miaoyin had yet to speak.

Ding Dong spoke first. "No matter how capable he is, he'll still follow the path of adding modern components. Anything he can do, Hydra can do too. To this day, there's been no word of Hydra achieving Wing Blade's third form. That's proof enough that this path can't support such a grand vision. I say we change course completely."

His words struck a chord with everyone.

Yes. It didn't matter who said something, only whether it made sense.

In theory, Ding Dong had little standing to weigh in, but his point was sound.

In Hydra's hands, Wing Blade's first form was the most commonly seen.

No one had heard of the second form, but that didn't mean it didn't exist. The second form faced a question of practical use: no missile could keep up with Wing Blade, and there were hardly any hot wars anywhere in the world that required it. Hydra might well have developed the second form without ever deploying it.

The third form, however, was entirely different.

The third form was an attack of supreme power!

If Hydra had developed that form, given its habit of establishing its standing through force, how could it possibly have resisted using it once or twice?

The fact that it hadn't meant it could not develop the