At the pinnacle of the Source Tower, countless lights converged and eventually formed an aging figure.
Deep Sea descended.
"My preparations... are almost complete."
He looked towards the man in the red robe sitting on the throne.
"Oh?"
In front of Qinglong floated countless chessboards, along with thousands of cloud mirrors.
One of the mirrors reflected the scenery of Light City.
Over the past few days, he had witnessed everything happening in Light City.
"Are you sure your preparations are complete?"
Qinglong smiled, "The spiritual faiths of the Light Church have not yet been reclaimed..."
Deep Sea softly said, "These faiths are not important."
Qinglong squinted his eyes.
The greatest challenge faced by humans playing against AI is the disparity in the level of thought and computational power between the two sides.
All you see is merely a corner of the opponent's perspective.
