I really didn't want to burn it.

Anyway, Li Ang felt that the rope he had made with runes was obviously not strong enough to match the Heavenly Lock. Even though he was bound, Qiantang Jun was still as agile as a carp that had just been hooked.

The rope creaked as Li Ang and Qian Tangjun struggled together. Li Ang was even horrified to discover that even though the other party was suppressed by the Dragon Binding Rope, his strength was still greater than his own.

Was it that my strength was too weak, the Dragon-Binding Rope was too useless, or Lord Qiantang was too powerful?

[Host, don't forget, this dragon is an ultimate monster that has devoured other dragons; it's one of the strongest among the dragon race!]

"Of course I know... this plague-ridden dragon can't be stronger than the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas, can it?"

Even with his feet firmly planted in the ground, Li Ang was still being pulled little by little towards the Black Dragon.

Feeling his legs being pushed forward through the mud, a bead of cold sweat trickled down Li Ang's temple.

"Hurry and help me, I can't hold it back!"

"I come! The Three Wise Men of the East, the Norse Gods, the Fruit of Wisdom! My wisdom, my omnipotence, surpasses all wisdom! — Uomo Univsale! (The Omnipotent One!)"

By analyzing Qiantang Jun, Da Vinci adjusted his maximum attack and released it instantly.

Dozens of blue magic orbs, condensed to their maximum potential, were released through Leonardo da Vinci's glove as it spun at high speed.

These orbs of light quickly evolved into enormous magical vortexes, the sheer attraction emanating from them capable of rapidly engulfing everything around them. Da Vinci used these alluring vortexes to lock onto the black dragon.

"I am a deity, here I bring all things to life!!"

Several thick vines sprouted from beneath Chloris's feet, climbing up the black dragon's body at an incredible speed. While binding it, the vines absorbed the dragon's magic power through their sharp thorns.

With Da Vinci's attack as a distraction, and Chloris's vines binding it, Li Ang finally managed to keep the black dragon from moving freely for a while.

The Servants beneath him naturally saw this rare opportunity and immediately unleashed their Noble Phantasms at the black dragon.

Artoria Alt's spear began to hum, then transformed into a rapidly spinning black drill. Mounted on her horse, she leaped high into the air, aiming the drill at the black dragon's head!

"Thrust, take this! Thirteen Fangs! — Rhongomyniad!! (Shining in the Spear of the End!)"

Ryougi Shiki was running at high speed when she sheathed her long sword.

"The death line itself cannot be seen! Since that's the case—!"

As she approached the black dragon, Ryougi Shiki suddenly drew her sword and unleashed a fierce slash. The iridescent light in her eyes illuminated the blade, and her target was the black dragon's body.

"Iaijutsu—Slash!"

The Lord of Qiantang did not dodge or evade at all, allowing the spears and swords to strike it, as it had absolute confidence in its defense.

Unfortunately, Qiantang Jun miscalculated this time. Although Ryougi Shiki did not see the death line of the creature itself, he did see the death line of its thick scales.

Ryougi Shiki sliced ​​off two dragon scales with a single stroke, and then Artoria Alt thrust her sword into the opening Ryougi Shiki had made.

boom! !

"Damn it! It hurts like hell!!"

The injured Qiantang Jun went berserk, unleashing unprecedented power to break free from the vines and the dragon-binding rope. Its thick tail fins unfolded, transforming it into a sharp cleaver.

The dragon tail cleaver swept straight towards Artoria Alt with a whistling sound!

Artoria Alt is, after all, a Servant created based on Artoria, and its stats in all aspects are no less than those of the original.

The moment the cleaver struck, he raised his spear to protect his warhorse, concentrating all his magic power on defense.

boom!

Artoria Alt's armor was shattered instantly! She and her horse were sent flying, crashing into the mud and creating a huge splash.

Ryougi Shiki was about to unleash her second strike in mid-air when the black dragon bit her right in the mouth. The sharp, white fangs and the metal blade made a teeth-grinding grinding sound and sparks flew everywhere.

"You beast, let go! This is a gift from Ang!"

Without a second's hesitation, Ryougi Shiki pulled a dagger from her bosom and threw it out.

The gleaming dagger grazed the black dragon's eye and pierced Qiantang Jun's cheek.

"Ow!"

The black dragon, in pain, violently shook its head, sending Ryougi Shiki, sword and all, flying into the air.

Then, the dragon tail cleaver swung around a few times as if gathering power, and then stabbed fiercely at Ryougi Shiki in the sky.

At the critical moment, Li Ang decisively loosened the ropes, reached out and grabbed Ryougi Shiki, barely managing to avoid the tail strike.

However, this time, Qiantang Jun was completely freed from his restraints and soared into the sky once again.

"This is really troublesome. Even with the combined strength of the entire team dedicated to saving humanity, we still couldn't kill it. It's a true monster."

Artoria Alt wiped the blood from her nose with her thumb, glaring coldly at the black dragon. Although she was injured by that tail strike, she was much better off than the unfortunate Cú Chulainn and Sigurd; at least she could continue fighting.

"As expected, it's all because of you, you little slut, that I'm dragging my feet," Ryougi Shiki said unhappily. "I finally created this opportunity."

Ryougi wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. If Li Ang hadn't saved her, she would have almost been sent away.

"Who are you calling a bitch?"

Artoria Alt stared coldly at him.

"Whoever responds is the one."

Artoria Alt smiled dismissively: "You're just jealous."

"You two! Stop arguing at a time like this."

Li Ang quickly stopped the two from fighting amongst themselves.

"Dad, this dragon is too terrifying. We have absolutely no chance of winning."

Li Ang delivered a karate chop to Xiang Yu's forehead.

"Don't call me dad! Don't worry, this dragon won't last long. As long as we can stall it, time will be our advantage."

Li Ang said confidently.

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Chapter 331 A Single Slash, the Dragon-Slaying Sword

Li Ang's confidence was not unfounded.

The two rituals have severed the magical connection between the dragon and the Lin'an dragon vein, and the dragon vein can no longer replenish the magic of Qiantang Jun.

Despite Qiantang Jun's current strength, if this continues, the magic power within his body won't last long.

Li Ang refused to believe that without the support of magic, what tricks could this dragon still pull?

In fact, Li Ang had guessed most of it.

Qiantang Jun also knew that its magic could not sustain a war of attrition. Since it relied on the dragon vein for its existence, it had to be connected to the dragon vein, otherwise it would be like a rootless duckweed.

"You little bastard, die!"

Qiantang Jun stirred his tail blade, swiftly severing the last bit of vines binding his body, and then, under his control, the surging flames slammed fiercely towards Li Ang.

It has already discovered that among all the people present, this little bastard is the most troublesome. If it kills him quickly, the rest will be easy to deal with.

"Damn it, it's coming for me!"

Li Ang quickly released a barrier to block all the flames. Although Li Ang himself grimaced in pain from touching some of the flames, fortunately, apart from burning some of his hair and having a burn on his body, he did not suffer any major damage.

As for the burns, Li Ang could easily treat them with a little care. Even if he suffered for a few minutes for nothing, it was still much better than having a patch of skin burned off by Qiantang Jun.

Qiantang Jun thought to himself that this was troublesome. The flames on its body began to recede, and at the same time, its huge body began to shrink.

Soon, the black dragon transformed into a burly man dressed in magnificent black robes, with dragon horns on his head and a small wound on his face and chest.

"Little rascal, let's continue."

The man landed in front of Li Ang with a sinister grin.

Li Ang secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness it wasn't a big beard or a spiked club, otherwise it would have looked just like one."

[Come on, host. Isn't this older man more handsome than that rough-looking guy?]

“That’s true.” Li Ang nodded. “Alright, Lord Qiantang. After fighting for so long, your morning grumpiness should have subsided by now. The person who woke you up is dead. Wouldn’t it be better for everyone to sit down and talk amicably? We can discuss the terms and all that.”

"Oh? I want your heads. Cut them off and give them to me, and we'll call it even."

Lord Qiantang opened his arms and laughed heartily, and the wind and rain on the battlefield intensified with his laughter.

"So there's no room for negotiation? I have no intention of becoming Nezha. In that case, I'll just have to kill you myself."

This time, Li Ang did not use Thor's hammer, but instead took out a strangely shaped black iron sword. This sword seemed to sense the presence of Qiantang Jun, and actually began to tremble slightly on its own, emitting black smoke from its blade.

"It's actually the Dragon Slayer Sword? Interesting. Let me see if you can really kill me!"

Qiantang Jun's eyes lit up, and he licked the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, his expression becoming more and more excited.

The Dragon-Slaying Sword used by Li Ang was not a magical artifact from the novel "Zhu Xian," but rather an accessory in the middle of the Suspended Sword.

In the Tujia ethnic region of southwestern China, the custom of hanging bridges is particularly popular. The so-called "hanging sword" refers to hanging a dragon-slaying sword in the middle of the bridge, in order to prevent the bridge from being destroyed by a dragon swimming in the water.

Because there are so many dragon-slaying swords, the Dragon-Slaying Sword does not have a fixed design. However, compared to the Dragon-Binding Rope, the Dragon-Slaying Sword is much more widely known and more effective against local dragons in China.

Lord Qiantang was not interested in the legend of the Dragon-Slaying Sword; he was more concerned with whether the sword could bring him some pleasure. His body began to glow with golden lightning.

Thus, on the central battlefield, Qian Tangjun's lightning and Li Ang's dragon-slaying sword clashed.

Around them, both other Servants and the shrimp soldiers and crab generals summoned by Lord Qiantang were quietly retreating.

One of these two is universally recognized as the God of Slaughter among the Dragon Kings, while the other is a powerful figure who has slain several God Kings. If a battle were to break out between the two, it would undoubtedly be an earth-shattering spectacle. Not wanting to be caught in the crossfire, they decided to wait and see.

Of course, several Servants had secretly made preparations, ready to seize any opportunity that Li Ang might create.

"Lord Qiantang, as the Dragon King, you should be sleeping soundly and protecting the people. Now—"

Li Ang made the first move. The black mist on his right-hand longsword first expanded rapidly and then quickly contracted, instantly transforming the blade, which was originally less than two meters long, into a magical condensed blade exceeding five meters in length. With a powerful swing, Li Ang sent the black magical blade hurtling towards the location of Qian Tangjun.

"—Does he resemble the Dragon King at all?!"

The demonic blade began to expand rapidly the moment it detached from the sword, slicing through everything in its path. As the black blade danced, a muffled rumbling sound accompanied it from within, like a shredder capable of crushing everything in its path.

Qiantang Jun let out a sound that resembled a sneer. He calmly raised his hand, and lightning crackled all over his body.

"Is that all?!"

A giant sphere of light, formed by the fusion of flames and lightning, was thrown out by Qiantang Jun.

The magic ball traced a long red trail in mid-air as it nimbly bypassed the black blade and hurtled towards Li Ang.

Li Ang swung his longsword, and a thick fog swirled around him. He endured the pain and forcefully severed the ball of electricity and fire.

Seeing that his attack had no effect on Li Ang, Qian Tangjun took off from the spot and charged directly at Li Ang.

The incoming slash was powerful, but with such a slow speed, who was it intended to cut?

But the moment Qiantang Jun left his original position, Li Ang's eyes narrowed and he suddenly clenched his left hand!

The black sword energy exploded instantly, turning into rapidly dispersing black mist, along with black magical energy fluctuations, shooting out in all directions.

While still in mid-air, Qiantang Jun was immediately engulfed by the black mist, which wrapped around his body like the tentacles of an octopus.

"Aaaaaah!"

Li Ang maintained his grip with his left hand, controlling the black mist to cover Qian Tangjun's entire body. At the same time, Li Ang's right hand began to stretch backward, gathering power to its limit—

"Dragon-Slaying Sword! Slash!"

Golden ripples began to appear on the black blade.

"No! Get out of the way!"

Leonardo da Vinci was the first to realize something was wrong; as she jumped backward, she alerted the others to evacuate as well.

Only Chloris did not leave; instead, she manipulated the vines to help Li Ang control Qian Tangjun, rendering him immobile.

"Lord Qiantang, didn't you want to witness the power of the Dragon-Slaying Sword? Watch closely, this is the moment it will slay the dragon!"

Li Ang poured all the magic power he could muster into the black sword, and then blasted it fiercely at the black mass floating in mid-air!