I really didn't want to burn it.

"Die!"

"Don't think about it!"

Facing death, a cold glint flashed in Sigurd's eyes!

He stretched out his palm and let the longsword pierce it.

But the next second, Sigurd gripped the blade tightly, preventing Li Ang from advancing. Then, Sigurd slammed his shoulder heavily into Li Ang's chin!

"puff!"

Li Ang spat out a few drops of blood.

Don't get too cocky!

With blood in his mouth, Li Ang shouted incoherently, squeezing the short hammer in his hand and pressing it down hard—

boom! ! !

Blue lightning bolts traveled down Leon's arm and spread across Sigurd's entire body.

"Ooooooooooo!!!"

Even Sigurd couldn't withstand the intense lightning; he was slammed to the ground by Leon.

Bah! !

The sound of the ground cracking suddenly rang out, and thick smoke and dust enveloped both of them.

"Pooh!"

Li Ang covered his mouth and jumped back a few steps, moving away from the smoke and dust.

All the lightsabers that he had just knocked away had returned. If he had stayed there for even a second longer, he would have been pierced through by the lightsabers and turned into a hedgehog.

"That's a bit of a pity."

Li Ang said with a hint of regret, "If I had done one more thing just now, I could have definitely sent Sigurd to Valhalla."

"As expected of Lord Odin's apprentice, but don't get too arrogant!!"

Sigurd roared angrily, and his charred body soared into the sky amidst the smoke and dust!

Several short swords were arranged in a circle in front of Sigurd, and red magic gathered in his hands.

At the same time, the surrounding air began to tremble.

"The Demon Sword is complete—"

Although the series of blows had left Sigurd looking somewhat disheveled, he still maintained considerable confidence.

"A Noble Phantasm? Interesting!"

Li Ang didn't mince words; he started swinging the hammer in his hand.

"Mj?lnir! (Thor's hammer, capable of crushing everything!)"

Azure lightning coalesced into a four-legged beast that lunged at Sigurd, ready to swallow him whole.

"This is the dawn of destruction—Bolvk Gram! (The Wheel of Calamity!)"

Extending his right hand, Sigurd swung the magic sword Gram at Leon.

Originally a Noble Phantasm only for attacking people, the demonic sword unleashed its full power, becoming a true Noble Phantasm for attacking cities.

Then--

A crimson light swept across the land, and a massive wave of magical energy surged toward Li Ang like a giant ocean wave!

boom! !

The dust and smoke rose up again, engulfing everything on the ground.

Chapter 326 Black Dragon Escapes

When the smoke and dust settled, all traces of the battle on the ground had disappeared, as if a giant sieve had plowed the entire land.

The soil on the ground was squeezed to both sides by the impact, leaving only a small area in the middle.

"It's really lavish, with all this smoke."

Li Ang's voice came from that small area. Even with his magic defense, he still suffered a minor injury after taking the hit head-on from the anti-city treasure.

"That's quite an impressive move, Sigo."

A faint smile still lingered on his somewhat disheveled face, as if he hadn't been the one who had just been beaten.

"I was discovered by you."

Seeing that Li Ang had accepted his Noble Phantasm, Sigurd sighed regretfully.

"Whoo~"

Sigurd slowly exhaled through his mask and landed.

"You're really perceptive."

Sigurd walked up to Leon and said with great certainty.

"There's no way around it, dodging would just play right into your hands, wouldn't it?" Li Ang smiled and tilted his head.

Sigurd's Noble Phantasm was not actually aimed at Leon; if Leon had wanted to, he could have easily dodged it.

But Li Ang dared not, because behind him was the ice pillar sealing Qian Tangjun, and if he dodged that [dragon], he would definitely break out of the ice.

"I originally planned to destroy the [Dragon] along with the ice pillar, but I didn't expect you to care so much about the [Dragon]."

Frowning, Sigurd looked at Li Ang, whom he found somewhat unfathomable.

"Stop joking! Who do you think you are?!" Li Ang's voice was clearly tinged with anger. "Should I say you're either incredibly thick-skinned or utterly arrogant? Lord Qiantang isn't someone you can kill so easily!"

Li Ang knew very well that Sigurd's Noble Phantasm was not enough to kill Qian Tang Jun, but would instead greatly anger him.

"As long as it is a [dragon], I can kill it."

Sigurd spoke with absolute confidence, or rather, it was the arrogance of a great Norse hero.

"Speaking of which, you are still wary of us obtaining the magic of the [dragon], but unfortunately it's too late."

Sigurd's tone suddenly turned gloomy, and a murderous aura emanated from him.

"Although I couldn't kill the [dragon] directly, you are no match for me in your injury state, which is a pleasant surprise. Li Ang, there is only one fate for you now: death!"

Sigurd thrust his lightsaber forward with a sudden burst of speed!

But he was still a step too slow; Li Ang, who had been poised to act since the beginning, was already prepared.

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The lightsaber grazed only the side of Li Ang's face, the sharp blade shaving off a few strands of his charred hair, leaving only a thin, long wound on Li Ang's cheek near his eye.

"Disfigured, that's pretty harsh."

Despite saying that, Li Ang smiled nonchalantly.

Kaka!

The earth and rocks around Li Ang were shattered by a blast of air!

While in a semi-crouching position, Li Ang blocked Sigurd's sword tip with one hand, and quickly threw a punch with the other.

boom----!

Leon's fist collided with Sigurd's fist, and the shockwave instantly shattered the few remaining rocks around them!

A shockwave emanated from the two of them!

"..."

"Hehe~"

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Sigurd and Leon, locked in a stalemate, simultaneously leaped backward, separating themselves.

"Are you coming?"

Leon and Sigurd noticed something almost simultaneously and turned to look in one direction.

Two figures emerged from the shadows of the forest. One was dressed in white clothes and bright silver armor, holding a white flag adorned with iris patterns. It was Joan of Arc, the savior of France.

As for the other person, it was Leonardo da Vinci, holding a magnificent staff and with a slightly flamboyant appearance.

"Hmph, so you guys really want to get involved too, Chaldea."

Seeing the two arrive, Sigurd chuckled, his eyes still displaying confidence, without any sign of panic.

On the contrary, Li Ang's expression was somewhat solemn.

Logically, Leon, who was allied with the Empress, should have been pleased to see the Chaldea Servants appear. However, according to the battle plan Leon and they had agreed upon, Chaldea should not have been present at this time.

"I say, is Chaldea planning to back out?" Leon asked.

“Because the dragon cannot fall into your hands.” Joan of Arc frowned and said seriously, “We will not place our hopes on an ally who will stab us in the back at any time.”

"Oh dear, it seems that poking Kirshtalia's ass has really damaged my reputation."

Da Vinci retorted directly, "You never had that kind of thing to begin with. You've betrayed us so many times."

"Well, since we're here, let's watch together."

Sigurd's eyes narrowed strangely, and he reached out and fired a signal flare into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the magic surrounding the ice pillar began to dissipate, and the magic that had been running on the pillar began to disappear.

"You're going to release the [dragon] on your own?! Are you out of your mind?!"

Leon shouted, realizing what Sigurd had done.

"Since you've already fulfilled the prerequisites, it would be a waste of your help not to kill the [dragon], wouldn't it?"

Rumble~Rumble~

As if to confirm Sigurd's words, the clouds in the sky gathered around the icicles as if a rising tide.

Soon, dark clouds filled the sky above everyone's heads, swirling slowly like a vortex. Coupled with the lightning and thunder around the vortex, the sky now resembled the entrance to hell.

Click!Click!

Just as everyone was stunned by the strange phenomenon in the sky, the ice pillar began to shake violently, and large chunks of ice crystals began to break off and slide down.

The icy blue magic crystals broke free from the pillar and became increasingly faint.

Finally, the reinforced magic circle, which had been frozen in place, could no longer hold, and the giant black shadow broke free from it.

"Awooo——————!"

A slender dragon with black armor, golden horns, and red eyes broke through the ice and soared into the sky.

"Awoooooo!!!"

A chaotic mass of dark magic exploded from the dragon's center, then rapidly spread outwards. The magic, condensed into a black mist, created the illusion of a black hole, engulfing everything in its path.

This is the ancient dragon that existed during the time of Emperor Yao – Qian Tang Jun.

"Are you kidding me? Would that even be considered a [dragon]?"

Leonardo da Vinci was so frightened by Qian Tangjun's terrifying aura that he dared not move.

Even the ever-confident Sigurd remained silent, his eyes fixed on the black monster flying through the air.

He realized that he might have really overestimated himself...

The black dragon lowered its head and looked at the people on the ground. It opened its blood-red maw and revealed a chilling smile.

"Damn it, you bunch of bastards froze me?"

Chapter 327 Li Ang: How about we ask the monkey for help?

Snapped!

Ryougi Shiki cuts a pillar of ice standing at the connection point with a single stroke.