Chapter 217: The Godlike Emperor of the Qin Empire
Safara had once heard a rumor.
The Primordial Mother Goddess, who created the Three Pillar Gods, had her own faction that accidentally invaded a suspected parallel world hundreds of years ago.
Before that unit was annihilated, they leaked some intelligence: the enemy possessed powers akin to mythology while also wielding highly advanced technological forces.
Then, in the vaguely transmitted information, one character was mentioned—[Qin]—and it seemed to be particularly emphasized.
Could it be that the world they accidentally invaded back then was the very world they had now arrived in?
This Qin Empire!
"Whether it's this world or not, shouldn't we escape first?"
Serafall sensed suspicious individuals approaching.
"I think we should escape for now."
After all, this was an unfamiliar world. They had no idea what kind of system governed it or what would happen to them if they were captured.
So, Rossweisse felt it was best to escape first and learn more about this world before planning their next move.
Otherwise, if they were caught and the other side decided to eliminate them without hesitation, it would truly be the end.
Without a moment's hesitation, the group immediately fled the area.
Although this was a different world where their original magic didn't work well, it didn't mean everyone had become ordinary people.
While magical power couldn't easily be converted into spellcasting, it could still be used purely to enhance their physical bodies, allowing them to remain superhuman compared to normal humans.
Then, in the blink of an eye—
"Did we lose them?"
The group finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Compared to when they first arrived in this world, each of them now looked somewhat disheveled. Their previously smooth, silky hair had become messy, their clothes were dirty, and they felt quite uncomfortable.
The reason was that they had been pursued for a whole week and were truly on the verge of collapse.
"How is it, Safara?"
Serafall asked the otherworldly shrine maiden about the progress of the teleportation ritual she had been preparing.
"Just a little more."
Safara herself felt somewhat surprised—constructing a teleportation ritual in this world didn't seem to be rejected and even had a certain degree of compatibility.
"Um, if we teleport again and end up in another unexpected world, what should we do?"
The one who spoke with great concern was Irina.
"It should be fine. This time, the teleportation should take us to that world."
The reason she could say this with some certainty was that the tool Safara used for teleportation was originally from the EvisEtourute world. If they received a command from the Primordial Mother Goddess, they would use this tool to forcibly teleport to that world.
Through this tool, she could sense that this teleportation would definitely succeed.
As for returning to Irina's world, she could only apologize. The previous teleportation had been an accident, and she couldn't guarantee they could return. It was better to head to that world first.
Suddenly, a figure descended abruptly from the sky—a man wearing what appeared to be ancient armor.
"This is bad."
As she said, Serafall felt that the person before her was very dangerous. The murderous aura he emitted made her feel her life was threatened.
"Will you let me capture you, or will you come with us quietly?"
"We surrender~"
Serafall raised her hands without hesitation.
Not only did they likely stand no chance against the person before them, but she also sensed they were surrounded. There was truly no escape.
Thus, after surrendering, they obediently followed, and surprisingly, they weren't shackled or restrained in any way.
In the blink of an eye, they boarded an aerial vessel the size of a football field.
"This is our background."
Serafall told them a mix of truth and lies, but the other party didn't question it at all, merely conducting routine inquiries and recording the information.
Moreover, they weren't separated for individual interrogation.
"I understand. Whether it's truth or lies, we'll find out soon enough when we send you to that machine to read your memories."
These words suddenly spoken by the other party made Serafall's expression stiffen.
From how the other soldiers addressed him, they realized who he was—General Wang Jian.
They just didn't know whether he shared the same name as the historical figure or was the very same person.
Suddenly, a holographic image appeared, and the general before them, along with the other soldiers, immediately knelt on one knee.
"Bring them here."
"As you command, Your Majesty~"
Your Majesty?
That seemingly very young man was the ruler of this country, this world?
Therefore, the group was extremely tense, for this was an emperor who had ruled for over two thousand years—undoubtedly a godlike figure.
Approximately two hours later—
"What... what is that?!"
Through the glass window, Irina saw an incredibly massive metal construct, along with a towering tree that seemed to pierce the heavens.
"Is this Xianyang City? It's different from other cities."
The capital before them appeared to be styled in an ancient manner, and the city was truly enormous—so vast that Serafall clicked her tongue in astonishment.
The aircraft did not fly directly into the city; it seemed that flying directly over the city was prohibited, as it would be an affront to the emperor's divine authority.
Upon closer inspection, the horses were not ordinary either—they resembled what one might call demons.
When they arrived beneath the colossal metal structure, the group felt an even greater sense of oppression.
It wasn't merely due to the sheer size of the object, but because it emanated an indescribable, overwhelming pressure.
Once the group entered the grand hall, they saw a figure seated on the throne at the far end.
The moment his gaze swept over them, everyone felt as if their consciousness had momentarily halted, their minds going blank.
When they regained their senses, their backs were drenched in cold sweat.
Especially Safara, who felt as though every aspect of her existence as [Safara] had been instantly analyzed by him.
Driven by instinctive fear, she immediately activated the teleportation spell that was already operational!
In an instant, the five of them vanished from the spot, enveloped in the brilliant light of the spell.
"Your Majesty, why did you let them leave?"
"It's fine."
Primarily, the teleportation spell had already been activated. Forcibly stopping it would have torn them apart in the spatial rift.
But he had already confirmed that this girl, Safara, had genuinely come to warn him out of sincerity.
Moreover, he already knew exactly where they had teleported to—he had guided them there himself.
Besides, it was time to prepare for the sixth round. It had been moved up unexpectedly...