Da Vinci and Morgan walked up to Ren Isana. Morgan spoke first, "I'll be taking my leave now. My true body has also been summoned down, so I need to return to that side!"
Hearing Morgan's words, Ren nodded. "No problem. Just remember to bring your people over when the time comes. You should go too, Da Vinci-chan, head over to your true body~!"
Ren wasn't worried in the slightest about them defecting or anything of the sort. The ones who should be worrying were Gaia and Alaya. These two weren't bound by any normal restrictions—one had her true body in a Lostbelt, and the other was a super genius. They had plenty of methods to slip out of the Counter Force's control.
As for whether their true bodies would agree? Based on his understanding from Da Vinci, their current Heroic Spirit vessels were essentially the consciousness of their true bodies. As long as they returned, they *were* the true bodies.
The two nodded at Ren, then dissolved into spirit particles and vanished from the spot. After they left, Jibril stepped right up, asking in an excited tone, "Are we fighting those guys next?"
She could hardly wait, her eyes brimming with the desire for battle. And it wasn't just her; the other Flügel were equally thrilled.
"Go on. They are your opponents now. Just don't burn through all your power at once and end up getting captured!" Seeing their eagerness, Ren directly issued the order.
Upon receiving the command, the Flügel immediately took to the skies, charging out one after another. Jibril followed closely behind, her face flushed with excitement as she called back, "Don't underestimate us! After our collective defeat last time, we made modifications to our bodies. The moment our energy is depleted, we'll be instantly teleported back to Avant Heim!"
They had remembered the lesson from last time for a very long time. Over the past five thousand years, they had added quite a few trump cards to their arsenal, which naturally included a countermeasure for their fatal flaw of running out of energy.
Ren was a little surprised by the Flügel's answer. But if that was the case, he really had nothing to worry about. Besides, since they were here this time, it seemed he could finally help these girls permanently resolve their inherent flaws, couldn't he?
He couldn't extract too much from the Root all by himself, but he had brought a massive crowd with him this time. If every Flügel shouldered a little bit of the load, was there any fear they wouldn't be able to haul it all away?
Furthermore, the processing power of a Flügel was far superior to his own. Each one was essentially a supercomputer capable of storing a vast amount of information. Plus, he had grown much stronger now too~!
Ren began scheming in his heart. Coming here this time obviously wasn't just about beating up Alaya and Gaia. The Type-Moon world was full of good stuff. If he didn't make a massive profit to take back, it would be a disservice to his past contributions of cleaning up All the World's Evils for them.
If Alaya and Gaia knew what Ren was thinking, they would definitely point at his nose and curse him out, right? *You already took a cut last time! You can't just keep shearing the same sheep!*
After throwing all their subordinate Heroic Spirits into the battlefield, Alaya and Gaia rolled up their sleeves, preparing to personally enter the fray. But before they could make a move, Pandora came crashing in.
"Kekeke... Alaya, Gaia, your mother is here!!" Pandora's voice echoed out as her will descended, bringing with it an aura far more powerful than what Alaya and Gaia currently possessed.
Sensing this aura, the two World Wills instantly turned pale. *Crap, it's a trap.* And what was up with this woman? Why had she become so powerful? Gaia and Alaya's minds were buzzing with confusion.
But Pandora was already attacking, leaving them with no choice but to bite the bullet and fight back. As the battle erupted, in a place unknown to the two of them, Pandora secretly split off a clone and began frantically copying the knowledge of the Root.
Ren wasn't the only one drooling over the Root; Pandora coveted it just as much. Bringing all this back would strengthen the foundation of their own world, so how could she pass it up? Now was the time for resource integration—the knowledge of this world would become her foundation!
The moment the World Wills started clashing, Ren sensed it. A hint of surprise flashed through his eyes, but he didn't dwell on it. It was actually great that they were fighting; this way, Alaya and Gaia wouldn't be able to keep an eye on his side of the battlefield.
Ren shifted his gaze toward the battlefield. By now, the Flügel had already engaged the Heroic Spirits in fierce combat, and the figures from the Lostbelt had also made their appearance. Ren swept his eyes over the scene before his gaze landed on the massive palace that had appeared in the sky.
Seeing the situation over there, Ren willed it, and his entire body vanished from the spot, leaving only a single sentence behind for Think Nilvalen: "If you want to fight, you can head down anytime. If you don't want to fight, then help keep an eye on Avant Heim~!"
Hearing Ren's words, Think nodded. She didn't make a move, instead waiting quietly in place as her eyes also drifted toward that colossal palace.
She could sense that Ren seemed to be heading in that direction. This made Think quite curious—was there something over there that caught his interest?
At that moment, Ren appeared directly atop the palace. The second he materialized, a holographic projection flickered to life in front of him, followed by the appearance of a man radiating absolute majesty.
Looking at the man before him, the corners of Ren's mouth curled up slightly. He immediately spoke in perfect, resonant articulation: "Greetings, First Emperor!!"
Brother Zheng, who had just been about to declare him an invader, suddenly choked on his words. He paused, looking at Ren with a hint of surprise. Black eyes, black hair, yellow skin, and a distinct feeling of kinship.
"A descendant of Yan and Huang?" Brother Zheng couldn't help but ask. A compatriot from another world? Didn't Alaya and Gaia say they were invaders?
"That's right. Though I'm not a descendant of Yan and Huang from this specific world, it's all the same in the end, isn't it?" Ren smiled, proudly acknowledging his identity.
Having confirmed his suspicions, Ying Zheng also smiled. "Then, junior, what exactly are you doing here?"
Now that his identity was confirmed, Ying Zheng held no hostility toward Ren. At the same time, a flash of anticipation crossed his eyes; he was now even more curious about what Ren was doing in this world. Facing the First Emperor's inquiry, Ren looked up at him and slowly spat out a few words: "Expanding the borders and unifying the world!"
As soon as those words were spoken, the First Emperor's eyes lit up. He nodded in satisfaction. "Excellent. Then answer me one question: in your world, is it our lineage that has unified the realm?"
Ren nodded and began explaining the situation of his home world. "Our side is a special world that connects to quite a few other worlds, but right now, many of those worlds have already been brought under control!"
As Ren explained, the First Emperor's interest grew thicker and thicker. A world connected to numerous other worlds, and that world was unified by their very own Yan and Huang lineage.
Now that Ren had come to this world, his goal was singular: to completely overthrow Alaya and Gaia, and then bring this world under their jurisdiction.
"I understand. I have no reason to stop you. Let Us lend you a helping hand!" What reason did he have to stop a fellow compatriot's ambition for unification? As an elder, it was only right that he offered his support.
Besides, he was equally displeased with Alaya and Gaia. If it weren't for them, Brother Zheng figured he wouldn't have needed to mess around with this Lostbelt business in the first place. Thinking of this, a playful smile flashed through the First Emperor's eyes.
Gaia and Alaya were in deep trouble. Moreover, Brother Zheng could clearly sense the strength of Ren's forces. If they were to engage in an all-out war, it would likely end in mutual destruction—and this probably wasn't even their true main force, was it?
After all, a main force wouldn't consist of just this handful of people. Facing an enemy he might not be able to defeat, who shared the same Yan and Huang lineage, who came for the sake of unification, and who was actively looking to cause trouble for Alaya and Gaia...
Heh, Brother Zheng naturally decided to help his own people. The orthodox Yan and Huang lineage was standing right across from him. As a descendant of Yan and Huang, he was obligated to choose their side.
"Young man, tell me more about the situation on your side in detail. If Our Synchronized Intellect Nation were to cross over, would you allow Us to participate in the development of new worlds?" The First Emperor began chatting with Ren, brimming with interest.
He paid absolutely no mind to the battles already raging below. Regarding Brother Zheng's request, Ren pondered for a moment before saying, "Brother Zheng, you should be able to receive data right now, right? How about I just directly transmit some information about our world to you?"
"Acceptable!" He had such an ability? That was quite impressive. The First Emperor readily agreed. A platform materialized beneath his feet, complete with a display screen.
"Transmit your data into this!" Brother Zheng's voice rang out again, gesturing for Ren to step forward and input his data.
Seeing this, Ren stepped right up and transferred some of his information over. It didn't take long for Brother Zheng to grasp the general situation of Ren's world.
The smile on his face grew even more pronounced as he spoke, "Fascinating, fascinating. It seems We can embark on foreign conquests once again. The entity currently fighting Alaya and the others is the World Will of your realm, yes?"
Having reviewed everything, the First Emperor's smile became increasingly radiant. That world was far more interesting than this one! The Type-Moon world had long since lost anything that could capture his interest.
"That's right. If you're interested, Brother Zheng, once all this is over, you can come over with me to take a look. I'm sure there are plenty of people over there who would love to exchange ideas with you." Even though this was the First Emperor of a different world.
However, in Ren's world, there were countless fans of the First Emperor. Even if they weren't the exact same person, the monumental achievements they had accomplished were identical.
Hearing Ren's words, Brother Zheng looked up at him and slowly declared, "Then let Us lend you a helping hand. All generals, hear Our command!"
The First Emperor was now itching to head to Ren's world. He directly issued his orders, and in an instant, the entire Epang Palace began to operate in tandem with his voice. Numerous action figures began to activate.
One Gundam after another materialized out of thin air. The moment he saw those mechas, Ren's eyes instantly lit up. No man could resist such massive toys! The products of Great Qin Heavy Industries instantly struck right at Ren's heart~! At this moment, Ren only had a few thoughts running through his head: *Let me look, let me touch, let me pilot one, Brother Zheng, give me one!*
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