The Holy Alliance's style was still relatively normal.
In worlds with gods and mortals, what had been shown so far was still cold weapons, with power resting in the individual.
The Great Qin Empire, a colossal force spanning worlds—whenever people mentioned it, they naturally assumed its style would lean toward the immortal martial side, something like an "Immortal Qin Empire."
Yet Qin's side had promptly pulled out a whole bunch of Gundams.
No wonder Ao Yulie said the Six Kingdoms had not lost unfairly.
Of course, that was only a joke. Even if Qin Shi Huang had created Gundams as a trial-taker, he had no way of producing Gundams in the real world.
The real world's style had not gone off the rails.
More than five hundred hundred-meter humanoid robots appeared in the sky, looming overhead as they bombarded the black-armored giants without restraint.
Their firepower was exceptionally fierce.
After throwing all their javelins, the black-armored giants lacked any effective long-range attacks.
Faced with strikes raining down from above, they could only endure them passively.
The armor on their bodies clearly could not withstand such attacks. It was soon destroyed, along with the giants themselves.
It appeared that the Holy Alliance's vanguard was utterly helpless before the Great Qin Empire, as fragile as paper.
But that judgment was somewhat arbitrary and unfair.
After all, more than half of the Holy Alliance's vanguard had been crippled by Tang Luo, while Baldur was still being repeatedly stabbed by the Terracotta Warriors. It was not a matter of their combat ability.
It could only be said that Baldur had relied on his immortality and insisted on provoking Tang Luo first. He had gotten far too reckless.
The Great Qin Empire's Terracotta Warriors and Gundams were very "smart." They knew who their enemies were