I really didn't want to burn it.

Immediately afterwards, the ground bulged and exploded into hundreds of flames, as if a large amount of C4 had been detonated underground. The force of the explosion made the ground tremble.

However, Darius's desperate counterattack was futile; he couldn't even hurt the black dragon's claws.

As for Geronimo, he fared even worse; the short sword he swung was caught firmly in the black dragon's jaws.

The dagger was shattered into pieces in less than half a second under the bite of the dragon's sharp teeth.

click!

Geronimo stared blankly at the short sword, now only the hilt remained, along with the shattered blade and chain. His sword wasn't a Noble Phantasm, but it was certainly no ordinary weapon either, yet it felt less sturdy than a lollipop in front of the black dragon.

The Apache warrior was then struck by the black dragon's tail and, screaming in pain, was sent flying rapidly upwards and disappeared into the sky.

The black dragon stretched out its long tongue and licked the corner of its mouth, its ferocious, bestial gaze colliding with the cursed wrist.

The next moment, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly burst open, and a golden bolt of lightning swept across the battlefield, directly attacking the cursed wrist.

"what!"

The cursed wrist was instantly struck by lightning, leaving its entire body covered in wounds.

"I will die!"

Behind the white skull mask, Cursed Arm took a deep breath, knowing that a third-rate Servant like himself would be doomed if targeted by a powerful figure like Black Dragon.

"Even if it means death, I will create an opportunity for my Master and my comrades!"

Having made up her mind, Zhou Wan did not choose to run away, but turned around in mid-air to face Qian Tang Jun.

The already enormous demonic arm extended even further, its winding and twisting shape truly resembling that of a demon!

"Black Dragon, I am no match for you, but if I can damage your heart, even just a little, I will die a worthy death! Feel the pain of your soul dripping like candy!"

With the sound of a cannonball piercing the air, the demonic arm of the Cursed Wrist flew out and struck fiercely at the black dragon attacking from the front.

"Zaniya!! (Delusional heart sound!)"

The black dragon raised its massive claw high and slammed it down on the cursed wrist with unparalleled force.

The giant claws collided in mid-air!

The air froze briefly before a violent surge of magical energy swept across most of Lin'an City.

A black figure floated down from mid-air, his body radiating golden light as he returned to the ether.

"I'm sorry, Master Magician... I couldn't kill it..."

On his deathbed, he murmured to himself.

"However... my arm did indeed grasp something solid... Dragon, your heart is surely no longer intact, is it?"

With a mocking smile, Curse Wrist spat out half a mouthful of blood.

How could someone as insignificant as myself manage to bite off a piece of flesh from the soaring dragon king? Isn't that something to be happy about?

"Ow!!"

Perhaps struck at a sore spot by the cursed wrist, the enraged black dragon swatted away the remaining parts of the cursed wrist, speeding up its return to Valhalla.

"Ow!!!"

The black dragon's eyes had turned blood red, and he had gone berserk after being repeatedly attacked by the ants.

Just then, a dazzling ball of light suddenly appeared in the sky and smashed directly towards the black dragon's head!

"Lord Qiantang, return to the earth!"

Chapter 334 On the Multiple Identities of the Dragon King

A giant ball of lightning fell from the sky, hurtling towards the black dragon.

It was Li Ang who, having risen again, created that enormous lightning meteor with Thor's hammer.

But as the target of the attack, Black Dragon didn't even bother to avoid it. He also manipulated lightning to strike the "meteor" in an attempt to cancel out the electricity with electricity.

At the same time, the dragon's blood-red eyes looked into the distance, and it slowly exhaled a stream of steam from its mouth.

On the distant ruins, Li Ang, covered in blood, stood in the floodwaters where his legs were submerged. He gripped the handle of Thor's hammer with both hands, locked in a fierce standoff with Qian Tangjun.

Veins bulged on Li Ang's forehead: "Damn dragon...you bastard, go back to the earth and slumber!"

Leon felt heartbroken at the heavy casualties suffered by Chaldea's Servants, as these were all Servants from Qin!

Although it was somewhat expected, Li Ang really didn't expect there to be such a large number of casualties this time.

That Lord Qiantang is truly... deserving of death!

But Li Ang couldn't even defeat the black dragon in its normal state before, let alone face this black dragon now that its scales are upside down and it has completely gone berserk.

Seeing his painstakingly created lightning meteor being pushed back bit by bit, Li Ang, while concentrating entirely on controlling it, roared, "What are you waiting for?! Get started!!"

Click!

Suddenly, the sound of ice shattering echoed across the tense battlefield.

"Let's get started, Cast!"

The floodwaters on the ground were first covered with a thin layer of frost, and then an endless chill surged in from all directions, aiming straight at the black dragon!

Are you ready for winter?

Black Dragon was focused on fighting off the lightning that Li Ang had created with all his might when he was caught off guard and was hit squarely by the sudden blast of ice and snow.

The enormous dragon's body was immediately enveloped by layers of ice, and in an instant, a huge ice sculpture, fifty meters high, appeared in the center of the battlefield, radiating an astonishing chill.

Not only the black dragon itself, but also the shrimp soldiers and crabs summoned by the black dragon on the ground, as well as the fountain that kept summoning the aquatic army, were all frozen solid.

Kadoc and his servant Anastasia appeared on the battlefield together.

After seeing Sigurd instantly killed by the black dragon, Kadoc knew things were serious; they had unleashed something truly extraordinary.

Although Kadoc is a magician in Group A, he doesn't feel much belonging to Group A, nor does he have the abnormal disregard for life that most magicians have.

Therefore, after realizing that the situation was out of control, Kadoc simply abandoned his plan to deal with the Queen and instead cooperated with Chaldea.

Kadoc originally intended for Anastasia to take action directly, but Leonardo da Vinci stopped him, ordering his servant to wait on the sidelines.

It wasn't until the Chaldea Servants suffered a crushing defeat, Qian Tangjun became overconfident, and Li Ang used a lightning ball to draw all of the opponent's attention that Kadoc and his Servants launched their sneak attack.

"Is this okay?"

Kadoc glanced at the back of his hand; he had used his last Command Seal to freeze the old dragon.

This puts Kadoc in a very precarious position within Group A. Having been rather mediocre within Group A, and losing all his Command Seals, he still retains his contracts with Servants, but he has little value left. Being abandoned by them is a foregone conclusion.

However, this was Kadoc's own choice, and he doesn't regret it.

“I suggest you hurry up, that dragon could break free at any moment.” Kadoc turned to look at Li Ang, his tone calm.

Kadoc had witnessed firsthand just how monstrous the dragon Qiantang Jun was.

Even with the Command Seal, Kadoc couldn't guarantee how long he could freeze the dragon.

Anastasia had already told him about the struggles and rage within the giant ice sculpture, how the dragon was constantly trying to break free from its frozen confinement.

"I know, I will try my best."

Li Ang spoke with great lack of confidence, but he was still prepared to give it a try. He deactivated Thor's Hammer, then channeled all his magical power into his hands, and a wooden whip with twenty-one sections appeared in his hands.

"Lord Qiantang, you said you were a properly appointed deity, right? Well then, let's see if this works on you!"

Li Ang raised the wooden whip in his hand and then slammed it fiercely towards the giant ice sculpture!

"My name is not on the Investiture of the Gods, so I fear not the Kunlun Whip! Strike—the—God—whip!!"

Space was distorted, and the scene in people's vision appeared as if space itself were shattered like glass.

The sky, the ground, the flood, and even human thought were all shaken; everything in the world was shaken by this whip.

boom--! !

With a terrifying cracking roar, the massive ice sculpture, fifty meters tall, struck by the wooden whip, collapsed and crumbled, its black dragon turning into countless frozen fragments scattered across the ground.

Lord Qiantang is dead?!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as the ice broke apart, and many cheered.

They finally defeated that damned monster!!!

But at that moment, an intense sense of crisis suddenly surged into his heart, and Li Ang subconsciously rolled on the spot.

Anastasia, who was not far away, suddenly changed her expression and abruptly moved her Master, who was still in a daze, to the side.

Almost at the same time, a fierce black light streaked across the spot where they had been standing.

A deep wound was cleaved in Li Ang's chest, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

Anastasia wasn't in much better shape. She clutched her shoulder, blood gushing out, and her ice shield hadn't completely blocked the attack.

"Oh my, as expected of someone who can control the God-Slaying Whip. I thought this move could kill you."

A murderous voice rang out, and the previously cheerful atmosphere turned tense once again.

"Hey, what's going on? The God-Slaying Whip was clearly shattered..."

Li Ang's face was ashen; it was unclear whether it was from excessive blood loss or from being terrified by the Black Dragon's monstrous appearance.

A well-proportioned and slender man appeared in the center of the field, his hands clasped to his chest, and slowly walked across the ice.

The Black Dragon Qiantang Jun was completely unharmed.

"You don't seem to understand yet... I cultivated myself into a dragon, and finally ascended to heaven to be appointed as the Dragon King of Qiantang. I am a demon, an immortal, a dragon king, and a god."

Qiantang Jun looked at Li Ang and let out a mocking laugh.

"Attacks against only my one identity are useless; you need a magic weapon that can completely counter all of my identities!"

"..."

Li Ang's lips twitched. Where could he find a magical artifact that could simultaneously kill dragons, demons, immortals, and gods?

"Wait...it seems there really is one."

Li Ang knew that the monkey's golden cudgel had similar effects, after all, that monkey's cudgel had been used by countless demons, monsters, gods and evil spirits, from the Heavenly Court to the Four Seas, from the Tang Dynasty in the east to Leiyin Temple in the west.

Unfortunately, while the stick is indeed a top-notch weapon, the real reason for its dominance is still largely due to the senior brother's superior martial arts skills.

Without the Monkey King's martial arts skills, even if he were given the Golden Cudgel, he wouldn't have the imposing aura of the Golden Monkey wielding his mighty cudgel to clear the sky of dust.

"You little bastard, what are you standing there for? Are you just going to let me beat you up?"

Qiantang Jun did not transform back into a black dragon. He had exhausted a lot of his magic power during the commotion just now and needed to collect it again.

So this guy stepped onto the land of Lin'an, and a golden pattern followed Qiantang Jun's foot and went into the ground.

"you!"

Sensing something was wrong, Li Ang's eyes widened.

Through his magical perception, he discovered that Lord Qiantang had reconnected with the Lin'an Dragon Vein.

This means that their delaying tactics have completely failed.

"You little bastards, since you started this, don't blame me for doing the next thing!" Lord Qiantang licked his lips. "It will take some time to transform back into a dragon. Let me have some fun during this time."

These words made Li Ang understand why Qiantang Jun didn't reconnect with the dragon vein from the beginning. In his human form, he was obviously not as powerful as the black dragon, and he might have been in trouble if he were surrounded.

Now, there are basically no Servants left intact on the battlefield, and Li Ang himself is seriously injured, which gives Lord Qiantang the opportunity to cause trouble.

"This guy is definitely not as brute as he looks."

Li Ang sighed deeply, and he rekindled his fighting spirit as he faced Qiantang Jun.

"Qiantang Dragon King, I have no grudge against you, but you are now a source of suffering for the people of Lin'an and even the Jiangnan region. I must eliminate you!"

"Enough nonsense! Since I am the Dragon King, the feng shui of Qiantang is entirely up to me! I can flood this place for twenty years, that's my own business! It's none of your business to talk nonsense!"

"Excuse me, but I am still their emperor!"

Upon returning to the Tang Dynasty, this was the first time Li Ang had used the self-reference "朕" (Zhen, meaning "I" or "the Emperor").

"You are the emperor..."

Qiantang Jun's expression turned strange, and he gave Li Ang a deep look.

"Why, it doesn't look like it?"