I rode and slashed unparalleled in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 1197 Angry from shame

"What did you say?!"

Without a doubt, the mission failed.

Su Yao was completely drained of energy, as if a mountain was pressing down on his head.

However, more than the pain of fighting against this immense pressure, he was even more surprised by:

"You said you could let me go back to my own world???"

"Hehehe..." The black-robed man in the center let out a low, pleasant laugh, as if he was enjoying Su Yao's shock and wavering. "Finally realized your predicament, Fire Thief? You think your actions are clever enough to escape my lord's watchful eye? Don't dream!"

"My lord is the supreme ruler of this world, or, in words that even you ants can understand, the only god who is all-knowing and all-powerful. And you, you actually dare to exploit loopholes, steal my sovereignty, and disrupt the predetermined course of fate—you are truly audacious!" The black-robed man on the right spoke in a cold voice, filled with undisguised killing intent.

“However,” the black-robed man in the center changed his tone, his gaze beneath the white mask seemingly carrying a hint of pity, “My Lord is merciful. As long as you are willing to kneel down, repent of your sins, and voluntarily relinquish all power that does not belong to you, my Lord can show leniency and send your erroneous existence back to its origin.”

"An error exists...repatriation..."

Su Yao pondered these words, feeling an even greater mental turmoil than the immense physical pressure he was under.

What exactly was his time travel? What is this world all about?

He didn't even understand it, and now people are saying he's wrong?
Countless images flashed through Su Yao's mind: the faces of Hong'er, Lü Bu, Princess Yun, Zhang Liao, Zhao Yun, Wan Nian, Guan Yu, Safia, Samira, and others appeared before his eyes one by one.

Was all of this just a dream born of a "mistake"?
"Your Majesty! Don't listen to this sorcerer's nonsense!" Outside the temple, Lu Bu, blocked by an invisible force field, was furious and slashed wildly at the dark barrier. Although his tiger's mouth was split open again and blood was gushing out, he could not budge it in the slightest.

Guan Yu's phoenix eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he slammed his Green Dragon Crescent Blade heavily to the ground: "Loyalty and righteousness are our principles, even unto death! His Majesty is the chosen one of Heaven's mandate, how can we allow wicked and treacherous officials to speak out!"

Zhang Fei's voice boomed like thunder: "That's right, Your Majesty! What kind of battles haven't we brothers seen? Don't believe this nonsense!"

Zhao Yun, Dian Wei, Ma Chao, and others roared, their voices echoing across the land. Even though they could not break through the barrier, their will was closely linked to Su Yao's.

Listening to the voices of his brothers behind him, and looking at the confident posture of the black-robed man in front of him, as well as the "anchor of time and space" that was still frantically devouring souls and emitting an ominous light, Su Yao's initial wavering due to the other party's words was instantly replaced by endless anger and determination.

His hometown?

That's right. He had thought about going back countless times before, but after learning that he had traveled through time, he had long since given up on that idea!
And here, in this world, are his brothers who have shared life and death with him, the empire he has poured his heart and soul into building, and the women who love him deeply! This is Su Yao's root! This is the legend he forged with blood and fire!
"Back to... that world where there was nothing?" Su Yao slowly raised his head, his spine, which had been bent under the pressure, straightened inch by inch, and a golden flame burned in his dark pupils. "What a joke!"

Su Yao suddenly roared, the sound wave temporarily breaking through the stagnation of pressure around him: "My world is here! My empire is here! My brothers and my women are all here! You want me to give up all of this? Dream on!"

"Stubborn fool!" The black-robed man on the right sneered, raising his hand in a gesture of pressing down. Boom!
The pressure on Su Yao suddenly increased exponentially, the stone slabs beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, and his knees sank sharply, almost causing him to kneel on the ground. But he gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and with his incredibly strong physical strength and unwavering will, he managed to hold on and prevent his knees from touching the ground.

"Fire Thief, your struggles are futile." The voice of the black-robed figure in the center turned cold. "The 'Anchor of Time and Space' has been completely solidified. With just a flick of my finger, not only will the power you stole be completely stripped away, but the trace of your existence will also be erased from this timeline. At that time, everything you cherish will collapse and be annihilated because of your 'non-existence'! Surrender now, this is your last chance!"

"Erase...non-existence..." Su Yao's heart felt as if it were being clenched by an icy hand. He didn't care about his own annihilation, but he couldn't imagine what would happen to Hong'er if he had never existed? What would happen to Princess Wannian? What would happen to the soldiers who had followed him in his campaigns? What would happen to the Han Dynasty...?

Fear, like a venomous snake, gnawed at his soul.

But the more intense the fear, the clearer his mind became.

Something is wrong, very wrong!

Given their wicked practice of brainwashing ordinary people and relying on the bloodshed of countless individuals to launch this so-called "anchor point," they are definitely not people who care about human lives.

If their "evil deeds" were truly as serious as they claimed, why would they bother with all this talk? They could just take action to erase them.
The only explanation is——

"You simply cannot do it!" Su Yao's eyes flashed with golden light as he suddenly looked up. "If you could really erase me so easily, why would you go to such lengths to set up this altar, and why would you use the promise of returning to lure me into surrendering?!"

The three men in black robes froze in unison.

That's right. To put it bluntly, this spacetime anchor is just a return device. They can use it to condense energy, collapse spacetime, and sever Su Yao's connection with the system, but completely erasing him as an "anomaly" is by no means easy!

After all, Su Yao had already exceeded his limits by collecting energy through the world he had traversed. They needed him to "voluntarily" give up resistance, they needed him to suffer a mental breakdown, they needed him... to become the last and most crucial sacrifice in this final ritual!
"You're asking for death!" The man in black robes on the right was enraged and his fingers clenched tightly.

Crack——!
Su Yao's bones groaned under the unbearable pressure, as if the invisible force would crush him into a pulp. Blood seeped from his eyes, nostrils, and mouth, staining his golden breastplate crimson. Yet he stood firm, like an unyielding battle flag.

"Your Majesty—!" Lu Bu and the others outside the barrier were furious, frantically attacking the dark barrier, but could only watch in vain as the ripples spread.

"Did I hit the nail on the head?" Su Yao grinned, his bloodstained teeth looking particularly menacing. He stared intently at the black-robed man in the center. "Your 'Anchor of Time and Space'... can't kill me at all! At most, it can only seal my power and trap me here. You... are nothing but a bunch of cowardly, useless trash who rely on external objects! Without this broken stone, you are nothing!"

"Arrogant fool—die!"

Enraged, the man in black on the right pressed down hard with both hands, increasing the pressure on Su Yao.

At the same time, the black-robed man on the left waved his hand, and the corpses lying on the ground in the hall suddenly stood up unsteadily. The one in the lead was none other than Augustus of Rome, Albinus, who had just died in the chaos.

"Just because we can't kill you doesn't mean you won't die!" the black-robed man in the center said coldly. "Since you refuse to offer yourself as a sacrifice, then let these Roman souls send you on your final journey!"

(End of this chapter)