Upon saying this, Perfikot finally turned around to face the female champion directly, the expression on his face turning harsh: "I don't know what era you hail from, nor how people of your time viewed the divine.
But to me, so-called gods are merely a form of powerful life, gaining divinity only through human worship, thus becoming divine.
They aren't inherently noble, nor are they born to enslave humanity! Quite the contrary, gods are nothing more than parasites that depend on human belief to survive.
You respect them, take pride in their divine status; I understand, it's no problem.
But don't drag everyone else into being a dog because you want to be one. I refuse to be so lowly, and my knees won't kneel down either!"
As Perfikot spoke these words, the four-armed lion collided with the ancient beast on the other side, engaging in a fierce battle.
