"Roman centurion?" Bai Zhou blinked.
What kind of rank was a centurion? How many men could he command?
This head had come from one of the tallest Golden Armored Deities Bai Zhou had painstakingly selected—a bona fide "general" guarding the city gate. Back then, it had been the first to fly down from the city walls and face the Blood Red Skeleton head-on.
At least from Bai Zhou's perspective, this city-guarding "general" had possessed unfathomable strength. Even from several kilometers away, Bai Zhou had felt suffocated, utterly unable to gauge the depths of his power.
But...
The doubt that had once surfaced in his heart rose again.
"Roman Empire?"
The mechanical sound carried by the verification pillar of light had identified this enormous head as:
[Roman Empire Legion, professional soldier under the eagle standard]
Yet Bai Zhou clearly remembered that the "Dragon Knights" who had later descended from the heavens—the so-called Imperial Guard—had all claimed to come from the "Xiluo Empire."
What was the relationship between the Xiluo Empire and the Roman Empire...?
Were the Golden Armored Deities part of a different faction from those Dragon Knights, or was "Xiluo" simply another name for "Rome"?
Bai Zhou sank into thought.
Now, it seemed that the so-called Jurassic was not the Deep Ruins Realm Bai Zhou had initially imagined—it was a real ancient civilization era, a glorious age buried by history in the distant past.
What the Golden Pass had brought Bai Zhou to was not a tomb buried beneath the Ruins Realm. It had crossed through time and delivered him into a real "past."
If that was the case, then during the countless years in which the Ruins of Civilization of Troy had remained frozen in place, the Roman Empire outside would not have stood still.
After unifying numerous civilizations,