I really didn't want to burn it.

"That should be enough, right?"

Turning around, Ryougi Shiki asked Chloris.

While checking the magical power of the dragon vein, Chloris replied, "It's almost done. Although it's about destroying the connection between the link and the [dragon], it shouldn't be necessary to destroy it completely."

"That's good. Ang has completed the task he assigned. Let's go and meet up with him."

Ryougi Shiki nodded in satisfaction and sheathed her long sword.

Leon's task for them was to sever the magical connection between these points and the [Dragon]. Although this would not change the fact that the [Dragon] had already materialized, it would cut off the [Dragon's] magical replenishment pathways.

It's like cutting off a car's fuel line; no matter how fast a car can run, it will eventually stop.

"Something felt off; the atmosphere was strange."

Chloris frowned and looked up; the strange wind around her made her feel uneasy...

"Gaga gaga gaga!" *N

Suddenly, countless birds took flight from the trees and flew away into the distance, leaving behind a trail of feathers in their panic.

"My kimono... I've never even touched it."

Ryougi Shiki looked regretfully at her somewhat messy clothes and tenderly brushed off the feathers stuck to them with her hands.

"what happened?"

Chloris found the birds' reaction rather odd.

"It's not just here."

Ryougi Shiki's solemn voice came from beside her ear, and Chloris turned her head.

Sure enough, apart from their grove, birds from other parts of Lin'an also flew away as if they had agreed beforehand.

The flocks of birds that blot out the stars and moon at night are spectacular, but behind this magnificent sight lies an inexplicable eeriness.

"what happened……"

Chloris murmured as she watched the flock of birds gradually disappear into the distance.

"It's not just birds, it's animals too..."

Although it was too dark to see clearly at night, you could still tell from the sounds that countless animals were running wildly together.

"The animals must have sensed danger," Chloris said, looking at the swirling clouds in the sky. "Could it be... that dragon?"

"Ouch————!"

As if to confirm her words, a deafening dragon roar came from the direction where Li Ang was.

"That's a dragon?"

This was Ryougi Shiki's first time seeing a dragon; Phil had missed it completely during the time he was still with the team.

"No...don't joke around, can that kind of monster be considered a dragon?"

Feeling the black hole-like magic, Chloris broke out in a cold sweat at her temple.

Dragons were rare in the Greek mythology, but they did exist, and each one possessed immense power, such as the venomous dragon that guarded the Golden Fleece.

However, those dragons were nothing compared to the dragons Chloris was experiencing at that moment.

Compared to this black dragon soaring through the sky, Chloris felt that the dragons in her hometown were nothing more than lizards.

"No, we have to go find Li Ang right away! He's in danger."

Chloris and Ryougi Shiki exchanged a glance, and then the two of them rushed towards the black dragon at top speed.

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wind!

Strong wind!

Unbelievable gales raged across the land!

The original icicles had been shattered by the wind, but no one cared anymore, because walls formed by the wind had even appeared around the entire battlefield!

"Isn't this too exaggerated? Is this the legendary natural disaster?"

Joan of Arc planted the iris flagpole deep into the ground to steady her body, which was constantly being blown about by the wind, her long golden hair dancing wildly in the gale.

"Isn't this just too perverted?"

As a caster, Leonardo da Vinci had a clearer understanding of Qiantang Jun's magic. Although it wasn't exaggerated to the extent of Tiamat, it was more oppressive.

If Tiamat's magic is the natural "nothingness," then Qian Tangjun is a black hole that absorbs everything; his mere existence is enough to instill fear.

"Leonardo, do you know the weakness of this [dragon]?" Leonardo da Vinci asked loudly against the strong wind.

"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask! This dragon in mythology has never lost a fight!" Li Ang curled his lip. "Maybe you could try having Ritsuka summon a certain monkey."

Li Ang was speaking out of anger. Although the monk Xuanzang had already returned from his pilgrimage at this point in time, it was still several hundred years before the book "Journey to the West" appeared.

Not to mention the novel "Journey to the West," even the Yuan Dynasty drama version of "Journey to the West," which was its predecessor, has not appeared.

There are no monkeys wielding knives in operas, let alone monkeys wielding sticks in novels.

Therefore, the legend of the monkey defeating the dragon never even began to circulate. Even if one could summon Sun Wukong, it's unlikely that one could defeat the dragon.

"You little bastard! I'm asking you a question!"

Qiantang Jun roared at the ground once again.

"Why does this dragon have such a strong Wu accent? It's too down-to-earth, it's really hard to listen to," Li Ang complained, hooking his finger around his ear.

Although Li Ang was a native of Lin'an before he traveled through time, the local dialect of Lin'an now carries a very strong northern accent (an accent brought from the north during the Southern Song Dynasty), which is very different from the accents of other areas in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

So Li Ang found it a bit uncomfortable to listen to this dragon speaking with a strong Wu accent, just like a foreigner trying to speak broken Chinese.

Although his words sounded strange, Li Ang was not going to underestimate this dragon; one wrong move and he could really die!

"Since you're not going to talk, then get on my terms!"

Lord Qiantang was clearly not a patient man; seeing that the people below did not answer for a long time, he prepared to kill them all.

"Interesting! This kind of opponent is more challenging!"

Sigurd was not intimidated by Qian Tangjun's immense magical power; instead, he felt a desire to challenge him.

"Dragon! I am Sigurd of Norse mythology! Prepare to die!"

Sigurd roared and unleashed several flying swords with his fists, striking towards Qiantang Jun.

Dang Dang Dang!

The sound of metal clashing rang out. The lightsabers that could cut through steel struck Qian Tangjun and were deflected without even leaving a scratch.

Upon seeing this result, Li Ang's eyelids twitched slightly.

[Host, this situation is bad...]

"Ok?"

However, Sigurd's attack was not without effect; at least Qiantang Jun noticed him.

"Hey kid, is that you?"

Qiantang Jun stuck out his blood-red tongue and licked his lips, then laughed cruelly.

"Tch, just like Li Ang said, he really is a monster!"

The strength of Qiantang Jun did not frighten Sigurd; on the contrary, it inspired his fighting spirit.

Kaka.

Sigurd combined several lightsabers into one, leaped high into the air, and slashed it down on the opponent's head.

Bah!

The immense force knocked the dragon's head to one side, but Sigurd felt no relief, for he could clearly feel that his sword had not penetrated the dragon's body even a fraction.

"Haha!"

Sigurd changed his strategy, spinning his body and shifting from a slash to a thrust, preparing to plunge his sword into the body of the Prince of Qiantang.

Bah!

Another ineffective attack!

The lightsaber, which could easily pierce even the hardest metals, was like a child's soft rubber toy in front of this monster, completely useless.

"Tsk!"

Sigurd took a deep breath.

After the initial probing, he realized that his normal attacks couldn't harm the dragon in the slightest, and he could only pin his hopes on his Noble Phantasm.

Sigurd held the sword up before him, preparing to break the spell's restrictions.

"I already used up a lot of magic power dealing with Li Ang just now, I wonder how powerful this attack will be."

Sigurd's Noble Phantasm is the ability to unleash the power within the Demon Sword Gram. The advantage of such a Noble Phantasm is that it doesn't require Sigurd to expend much of his own magical energy, but the disadvantage is that the Noble Phantasm itself needs to store magical energy.

It has only been used once, so its power will inevitably be reduced if it is used again.

However, Sigurd was still confident in himself. He believed that as long as he used his Noble Phantasm to create an opening in Qiantang Jun's body, he would be able to cut the dragon through that opening with his martial arts skills.

"Prepare!" Sigurd adjusted the magic sword's power to its maximum. "Magic sword complete. Let me—"

Before Sigurd could finish reciting the incantation, a dark object appeared in front of him.

Bah!

The immense force struck Sigurd, and he felt as if he had been hit by a high-speed train.

"Well!"

Sigurd only managed a muffled groan of pain. The next second, he became a shooting star in the sky.

"yawn."

Qiantang Jun flicked his tail, which had sent Sigurd flying, and yawned boredly.

"What did that little rascal want to do just now?"

Upon hearing Qiantang Jun's question, Li Ang opened his mouth, but he really didn't know what to say.

Sigurd's performance just now reminded him of a certain king whose name he couldn't reveal, and the classic scene where Luffy, the pirate, first challenged Kaido, one of the Four Emperors.

What does it mean to make a series of impressive moves but end up looking foolish?

This is!

"They're probably opera singers, right?"

Li Ang said uncertainly.

Qiantang Jun exhaled a puff of smoke from his nostril: "Hmph, the tune is so weird, it's not even as good as my old man's 'Da Ke Chong'."

Fortunately, this dragon wasn't humanoid, otherwise Li Ang felt he would definitely have done a tactical lean back at that moment.

"I'll ask you one more time!" Lord Qiantang turned his gaze to Li Ang. "You little bastard, did you wake me up?"

Li Ang chuckled: "If I say no, will you let me off the hook?"

"Of course...impossible. Hahahaha!"

Lord Qiantang laughed heartily, his voice booming like thunder.

"In the end, we still have to fight."

Li Ang sighed slightly, clenched his fists, and looked at the black dragon.

"I was sleeping soundly and I was woken up. If I don't kill you all, do you think my name is just for show?!"

The black hair on Qiantang Jun's head spread out in the wind, making him look like a demon from hell.

With the black dragon's heavy breathing, Lord Qiantang's aura reached its peak!

"Struggle! Run away! Beg for mercy! Let me see how long you can hold out! Hahahaha!"

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PS: There were already related stories about "Journey to the West" before the Ming Dynasty, which were mainly spread through operas and storytelling.

However, in that version of "Journey to the West", Tang Sanzang was the absolute protagonist. Although there was also a character named Monkey King, he was more of a bodyguard and henchman.