After the initial shock, Chaos said, "It seems Kaiser was right. You truly are the hope of the human race... In history, only the Monarch of Mortals could bear the Pathic Energies. The fact that you can bear them indicates that you are destined to be the Monarch..."
"However, given your current stage, you might be able to defeat an Immortal Emperor, but you are definitely no match for the forces of the Upper Realms. In my opinion, you should remain outside Darsia and wait for a rare opportunity before making your move."
No matter how strong Remus was, he was still just one person facing everything alone. Never mind Francis, but just the countless immortals in the Upper Realms would be overwhelming for him.
Remus chuckled and said, "Time and tide wait for no man. I have accumulated over a thousand Pathic Energies, and I won't improve by waiting around. Whether I succeed or fail, it all depends on this moment!"
"Huh?" Chaos was taken aback. "A thousand Pathic Energies? Back then, only about 300 to 400 of the Pathic Energies were knocked out of Darsia. Why do you have nearly a thousand on you?"
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