Under Jibril's full power, boundless energy pressure spread across half the lunar surface.
Although Tohsaka Rin and others couldn't feel the pressure Jibril brought through the screen, they could still discern the gravity on Lancelot and Altria's expressions.
To make two outstanding figures among Heretic Gods treat someone so seriously, the opponent's Tier 4 evaluation obviously had no water in it.
Could this battle really be won?
They couldn't help but waver slightly in their hearts.
At the scene, after displaying incomparable energy advantage, Jibril raised one hand, condensing the incomparably boundless power into a dazzling light spear.
Extremely compressed energy bloomed with disturbing radiance.
Watching the opponent casually consume energy equivalent to all the divine power in his own body, cold sweat began to seep from Lancelot's forehead.
"Five percent."
Jibril suddenly spoke, her mouth revealing a gorgeous smile.
"What?"
Lancelot was somewhat puzzled and asked.
"For us Flügel, we only need to use five percent of our full power to completely part the seas, achieving what you previously could only do with authorities."
Like a cat toying with mice, Jibril introduced with an incomparably relaxed yet mocking tone.
"If it were full power, we could probably make entire seas evaporate!"
This was intimidating the enemy while also boasting about her own power.
Hearing this, everyone was somewhat stunned.
Five percent power to part seas - meaning the opponent's normal attack could match their ultimate moves' power, possibly even exceeding it.
As for completely evaporating seas, this statement might not seem very intuitive, but one only needed to know that ordinary Heretic Gods couldn't do such things.
For ordinary Heretic Gods, being able to manipulate part of the sea's water was already within the realm of authority.
Evaporating entire seas was equivalent to changing planetary topography, exceeding the scope of ordinary authorities.
At least, this was the case for ordinary Heretic Gods.
In the original work, the power of both Campiones and gods inflated in later stages. Whether it was the "Meteor Sword" that could cut continental frameworks, the "cosmic-scale explosive flames" released by the White Horse, or Athena in the divine realm, all demonstrated that gods' power wasn't so simple.
Under suitable circumstances, authority power could directly rise to continent-sinking or even planet-busting levels.
However, equally undeniable was that under ordinary circumstances, authority power was indeed only Tier 3 nation-destroying level.
If what Jibril said was true, for them, this was indeed an enemy that could cause near despair.
Seeming to sense everyone's grave atmosphere, after Jibril boasted about herself, Ryuga also spoke.
"She hasn't exaggerated the facts. The opponent indeed has this level of power."
"..."
Everyone was momentarily speechless.
Are you praising the enemy?
It was good that their mental fortitude was strong and they all prioritized loyalty above all else. If it were ordinary people, they might have already defected.
Just as everyone was mentally complaining, Ryuga's tone shifted.
"However, what she said isn't comprehensive enough."
Hearing this, everyone's hearts jumped, and their eyes brightened slightly.
"Master's meaning is?"
Altria looked at Ryuga expectantly. Could it be that the Master knew the opponent's weakness?
Facing everyone's expectations, Ryuga spoke very calmly.
"Full power evaporating seas only indicates power scale, it doesn't mean she can really only destroy seas."
"If I haven't miscalculated, with the energy she possesses in her body, if she bursts it all out at once, she could cause destructive strikes to some not-too-solid continental plates."
"Simply put, her strongest attack could make the entire Far East island nation sink into the Pacific."
Whether from information revealed in the original work or through current estimates, Ryuga could confirm this point.
This was probably why Jibril could be evaluated as Tier 4 continent-sinking level.
Although somewhat forced, she indeed stepped across the threshold into this tier.
"..."
Another deathly silence.
Altria, who had thought Ryuga was going to say something encouraging, opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.
How could they deal with a strong person of this level?!
[Tohsaka Rin: "Ryuga-sama, you're building up others' prestige while destroying your own!"]
Even Tohsaka Rin was stunned.
After saying this, how could they still fight?
The enemy could really terraform Earth!
Facing this reminder, Ryuga was unconcerned.
"Just describing facts."
Regardless of purpose, it was best not to distort facts - that was the most basic standard for doing things.
"I didn't expect you to be quite clear-headed!"
Jibril looked at Ryuga with surprise, then asked curiously.
"Since you've seen this point, you still dare say I don't understand power?"
She fully expected Ryuga to change his tune.
However—
"This is also fact."
Ryuga's attitude remained unmoved.
"Very good!"
Seeing he hadn't changed his attitude, Jibril said no more.
"Then let me witness what power is!"
While speaking, she directly aimed the light spear at Ryuga and instantly burst it forward.
"Boom—!"
With overwhelming force, the boundless energy elevated the light spear directly to the realm of divine speed.
At the same time, accompanied by another roar, white lightning burst forth, directly colliding with the light spear.
"If you want to attack my Master, pass through me first!"
Facing this strike that could part seas, destroy mountains, and easily slay Heretic Gods, before Ryuga could act, Lancelot actively met it.
As a knight, no matter when, she couldn't let her lord be harmed.
The energy before her was too boundless. Lancelot didn't know if she could escape unscathed.
But precisely because of this, she had to step forward to block it. This was a knight's basic cultivation.
—[Knight of Owner].
Under the divine-speed collision, intense light engulfed Lancelot entirely. The explosion's aftershock tore the earth, burning a crater tens of kilometers in scale into the lunar surface.
"Uncle!"
Seeing Lancelot's seemingly death-bound figure, Guinevere cried out with slight grief.
Under such boundless energy torrents, even Heretic Gods would find it difficult to guarantee they'd be fine.
Before she could brew sorrowful emotions.
"Cough cough! My beloved child, no need to worry."
Lancelot's voice rang from the center of the clash.
After the smoke cleared, the White Knight's figure was fully revealed.
Shockingly, apart from slight scratches on her armor that were constantly self-repairing, Lancelot's body was completely unharmed, her aura showing no signs of weakness.
Seeing this scene, Jibril was completely astonished.
"How is this possible?!"
The energy she used exceeded all the energy Lancelot possessed in her body, so how could the opponent be completely unharmed?
At the same time, Lancelot also raised her head, looking at the Flügel in the sky with incomparable surprise.
"How is this possible?"
She removed her helmet, her face showing the same shock as Jibril's, along with dense, irresolvable confusion.
"Miss, I'd like to ask, how did you use so much energy to deal such little damage?"
"Or rather... you Flügel, is this all you've got?"
To be continued...