I really didn't want to burn it.

The blue light at the tip of her staff intensified rapidly, transforming the entire staff into a beacon illuminating the darkness, unleashing a dazzling beam of light towards the black dragon.

"Uomo Univsale!! (The Almighty!!)"

The black dragon, which was soaring through the storm and thunderclouds, seemed to have its interest interrupted. It glanced at the dragon disdainfully and swung its long right claw directly at the incoming beam of light.

It was just a casual strike, yet it stirred up the entire sky. The dark clouds around the dragon's body surged like giant waves, and the gale formed sharp claw-like waves that shattered the ball of light into dust!

"how come……"

Leonardo da Vinci only had time to raise his staff and cast a shield on himself before he was cleaved from mid-air by a tremendous force.

The staff in her hand, along with the armed gauntlets she used to wield it, was cleaved into pieces. The blue magic crystal at the top of the staff, unable to withstand the storm's attack, also shattered into countless fragments.

"Miss Leonardo da Vinci!"

Joan of Arc caught Leonardo da Vinci immediately and quickly activated her Noble Phantasm, Luminote Etnelle (My Lord is Here), to defend against the impending attack.

Surprisingly, the black dragon did not continue its pursuit; it seemed to have lost interest in Leonardo da Vinci, who had offended it.

"Ow!!!"

The black dragon began to fly around Lin'an at absolute speed, and its speed was increasing rapidly!

Soon, as dark clouds spread around the black dragon, a giant black tornado formed, encircling the entire city. The destructive winds swept across the heavens and earth!

"This guy wants to destroy the entire Lin'an army!!"

"Everyone, get on the bus!"

Leonardo da Vinci, not even having time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, hurriedly called everyone to enter the armored vehicle Shadow Bord in Chaldea.

"Soldiers of Great Qin, board the Penglai immediately!"

Severely wounded, Xiang Yu quickly signaled his soldiers to board the ship and not stay in this deadly place any longer.

“We miscalculated. We didn’t expect that what Lord Qiantang possesses is a natural disaster equivalent to human evil.” Anastasia shook her head: “Now we can no longer stop him.”

"If that's the case, why don't you and your Master leave?"

Li Ang tilted his head and asked.

Kadoc laughed: "This whole thing started because of us, it would be irresponsible of us to just run away like this."

Li Ang patted him on the shoulder: "Kid, I'm starting to like you."

"Godfather?!"

Seeing that Li Ang had not left, Xiang Yu turned around and called out anxiously.

"Don't worry about me, just take your people and leave."

Li Ang didn't even glance at him, simply waving his hand casually behind him.

"I am the emperor of this land, and naturally I am worthy to serve the people of this land to the very end."

Chloris asked, "Are we just going to stand here obediently and wait for the 'gods' to judge us?"

"How can it be."

Li Ang looked up at the enormous tornado that seemed to stretch to the heavens, its terrifying suction force pulling the entire city and its land upwards.

He clenched his fist and slowly exhaled.

"Don't joke around! I am a god too! Why should he, a god, judge me, a god? I want to defeat him right here!"

Li Ang mobilized all his strength, and every talisman on the God-Slaying Whip emitted a resounding metallic clang.

"let's go!"

Li Ang transformed the magic of the God-Slaying Whip into a tangible shockwave, which he sent hurtling towards the sky.

Not only him, but Anastasia, Chloris, Skadi... all the people and Servants who remained on the battlefield used their strongest power to bombard the center of the storm.

"Die!"

A beam of white light shone down from the very center of the storm, and the magic that had been condensed to its peak was now projected downwards along with the brilliant moonlight.

The next moment, the world-destroying water cannon shot down from the center of the storm, breaking through the thick clouds around it. The water column, illuminated by the moonlight and turned silvery-white, drew a thick silver line between heaven and earth and crashed down on Lin'an City below!

That was during the legendary reign of Emperor Yao, when a great flood plunged the entire Central Plains region into chaos!

boom--! !

The city walls of Lin'an were like sandcastles on the coast, which were smashed to pieces by the giant waves!

This cannot be simply described with words like flood or tide. If one had to describe it in a single word, it would be—

Natural disaster!

Faced with such terrifying absolute power, even the body of a heroic spirit would become extremely fragile. If struck head-on, it would probably turn into ether particles and return to Valhalla in an instant.

Accompanying the water column falling from the sky were countless bolts of lightning, like silver snakes.

At this moment, Lin'an City resembled a painting of hell.

"Really."

A helpless, low voice echoed in the sky.

"In the end, I still have to take action myself."

A jade seal transformed into a beam of light and flew down from the Penglai ship. It passed through countless obstacles and struck the black dragon directly in the head.

"Ow!!!!"

The black dragon's head lolled to one side from the blow, and it let out a shrill scream.

"You wicked beast! As the Dragon King, you neither ensure favorable weather and abundant harvests for the fields, nor do you suppress the rivers to help people cross them. Instead, you stir up storms and waves, harming living beings and forcing the people to suffer!"

"I am Ying Zheng, the First Emperor of Qin, and by my supreme authority, I decree that Qian Kuan, the God of the Qiantang Tide, is guilty of tyranny and oppression of the people! His divine position is hereby revoked!"

Click!

As Ying Zheng uttered these words, it was as if something shattered. The tide that had been falling from the sky began to recede, the black dragon hovering in the sky began to shrink, and the magic power that resembled a black hole began to gradually recede.

The emperor's words carry the law, and his pronouncements are lawful.

Especially when the emperor issues an order through the Imperial Seal, it represents not only his personal decision, but also the decision of the entire country.

Moreover, the emperor was the ruler of the land, governing all directions on behalf of Heaven. Apart from the gods of the heavens (represented by the sun, moon, and earth) and the nation (represented by the gods of soil and grain), all other spirits, deities, immortals, demons, and Taoist ancestors were to be granted titles by the emperor.

No matter how much a deity is worshipped, it is still a lowly and illicit worship if it does not have the emperor's approval!

Conversely, if an emperor can bestow titles upon deities, he also has the power to abolish a deity.

Thus, the title of Lord Qiantang, the God of the Tide of Qiantang, was abolished by Ying Zheng.

Since he is no longer a true god, he naturally cannot enjoy the incense offerings from the people, nor can he draw magic power from the dragon vein.

"This is really..."

Li Ang glanced back at the Penglai while in mid-air. On the deck of the giant ship, an emperor was looking at him with his hands tucked into his sleeves and a smug expression.

The moment their eyes met, Ying Zheng winked at Li Ang.

That look clearly said, "See? This is the correct way to use an emperor."

"Smug guy."

Li Ang really wanted to give the other party the middle finger, but unfortunately now was not the time; he had to deal with the black dragon in the sky as soon as possible.

Although Qiantang Jun's divine position has been revoked, as a dragon god who was voluntarily appointed due to a disaster, his strength is naturally not low. If we don't seize this opportunity to kill him, who knows what earth-shattering things this dragon might do if he recovers later.

"Demon-Slaying Sword—"

Li Ang threw a sword into the sky, then slowly lowered his raised hand.

"—The Myriad Swords Technique!"

Countless swords rained down from above the black dragon, piercing its body.

Since it is no longer a god, the black dragon naturally becomes a demon, and the demon-slaying sword is meant to eliminate demons.

Just like Heracles in the UBW route who was overwhelmed by Noble Phantasms, Qiantang Jun was powerless against thousands of demon-slaying swords in mid-air and was annihilated in the golden rain of swords.

Chapter 337 Kirshtalia: A Year of Misfortune, Everything Goes Wrong

“Li Ang, I know you’re very tired, but staying here any longer might not be very convenient.”

Skadi's sudden words made Leon, who was slumped on the ground looking up at the clear sky, raise his head.

"what happened?"

"An army is rapidly approaching from the west; it appears to be the Empress's troops."

A pop-up window with various runes inlaid on the edge appeared in Skadi's hand, showing a marching army.

"This is the army of the Tang Dynasty. Could it be a backup plan by Her Majesty the Empress?"

Chloris narrowed her eyes; from the very beginning, she had a natural distrust of the mysterious empress.

Now that they are all injured because of a certain black dragon, it is the perfect opportunity for His Majesty to wipe them out.

This is an easy conclusion to draw, after all, Leon and the Queen are still hostile forces to Chaldea, and even if they defeat the Black Dragon Qiantang Jun together, it will not change this fact.

"Should I go and make His Majesty see the truth?"

Chloris stood up with a cold smile. Although they were exhausted from fighting the old dragon, it did not mean that the Penglai had lost its combat capability.

Throughout the entire battle, the Penglai, which remained on the sidelines and observed from the sidelines, preserved almost all of its firepower. If it had unleashed its full firepower, this ship could have annihilated the Empress's entire army in Lin'an.

“No.” Li Ang stopped Chloris.

"It would be strange if the Lin'an army didn't mobilize after such a major event."

Not to mention that Lord Qiantang had previously flooded the entire city of Lin'an, his final act almost completely destroyed the city walls and caused countless houses to collapse.

If the Empress doesn't send troops to stabilize the situation after such a severe disaster, then Li Ang will have to reconsider her qualifications as Empress.

"However, if we stay here, the army's work might change."

Looking at the Chaldea Servants who were vaguely surrounding his group, Leon smiled slightly.

"Alright, everyone, let's pretend nothing happened and leave! We'll leave the cleanup to the Empress."

Li Ang clapped his hands, signaling everyone to get up and head towards the Penglai. Their large group was quite conspicuous from the outside.

"Let's have a proper talk next time."

As the group walked toward the slowly descending Penglai, Li Ang turned to look at Her Majesty the Empress standing on the high place.

"Li Ang seems to care a lot about that woman; he thinks she's very beautiful?"

Skadi, who was following closely behind Li Ang, asked in a low voice.

"It's a bit of a surprise. I didn't expect that someone as ordinary as her would make it to the end. Although this wasn't the test I set, she at least passed," Li Ang sighed.

Everyone had witnessed the devastating power of the Qiantang Lord. If Empress Yang Yuhuan were to leave the battlefield and seek refuge, Li Ang would not say a word.

But the fact that the empress never left the battlefield from beginning to end impressed Li Ang.

At this stage, Li Ang's impression of her is at least that of a qualified empress. If she hadn't been secretly hiding something, Li Ang might actually have entrusted the Tang Dynasty to her.

Of course, if Li Ang knew Her Majesty the Empress's true identity, he would definitely give this "Potato Queen" a completely different evaluation.

"What a pity."

Li Ang sighed softly.

"Ok??"

Skadi tilted her head in confusion.

"It seems that all the effort that Kirshtalia put into it has ultimately benefited someone else."

Noticing the questioning look in Skadi's eyes, Leon casually replied.

Lin'an did indeed suffer a severe blow, but if the Empress handles it properly, it may well be an opportunity.

On the contrary, Kirshtalia is a classic example of trying to steal a chicken but losing the rice instead. Not only did he lose Sigurd, a powerful Heroic Spirit, but even his own Servant, Katniss, perished in Lin'an.

"Li Ang, are you pitying that captain?"

"Please use the word 'sympathy'."

Kirshtalia Wodim is a strong captain; no one should pity him. Given their opposing stance, Leon only made a lighthearted comment.