"Powerful ritualists are by no means weaker than Destined Ones. Boiling rivers and seas, turning the world upside down—that too happens in a single thought."
The Wolf Knight said to Bai Zhou:
"When the day comes that you kill someone or something of value in Rome, you can obtain more powerful rituals through sacrifices to the altar."
"...Perhaps one day, you will be able to become a person like My King, or even surpass him."
The emeralds of the Wolf Knight flickered faintly with an unreadable green light, staring fixedly at Bai Zhou for a long time:
"In fact, I am well aware that even if you truly become a majestic existence like My King, it is still hardly possible to subvert Rome and rebuild the Troy of Rome..."
"You can only surpass My King, and surpass him by a lot."
"—However, how majestic was My King's life? How vast was My King's past? How profound was My King's knowledge?"
"The nineteenth generation of wise kings and the nineteenth generation of saintesses of Troy, glorious for countless great eras, produced only a single My King."
The Wolf Knight Statue shook its head:
"Therefore, I know this matter is actually unlikely, and you do not need to constantly keep the revitalization of Troy on your mind at this stage... Otherwise, the pressure is too great."
"Then why did you..." Bai Zhou was stunned for a moment.
He even suspected that he had misheard. Could this kind of remark really be spoken by an intelligent lifeform?
What do you mean by not needing to keep this matter on your mind...
Surpassing the Scarlet Queen—for the current Bai Zhou, this matter was indeed no different from an Arabian Night's tale.
Yet you, this artificial intelligence, have waited on this desolate ruin for who