A great magician directly using the magic staff to break through the ice has already surprised everyone, and now he is jumping three meters. It seems that he wants to use the magic staff to smash the head of the dragon.
This wave of operations can be said to have completely subverted the image of magicians who are weak in melee combat and rely entirely on their mouths. This old man is simply an unprecedented melee mage! Facing the terrifying Frost Dragon, he used the most basic fireball technique from the beginning to the end, and the rest was smashed by the mage staff in his hand.
"Gandalf?" Mag raised his eyebrows. Julian's ice magic was superb, while Crassus perfectly integrated magic and melee strength. The various magic runes emerging from his body supported him to complete various difficult actions. Provides great power.
Both of them have their own strengths in magic. If Amy can learn ice magic from Julian and melee magic from Crassus, maybe she can grow into a magician who can attack from a distance and can progress. There are almost no loopholes in the magician, and it is estimated that it is unprecedented.
"I just don't know if the two will agree. After all, these two are meeting now and want to fight to the death." Mag looked at the two with a little worry. The wishful thinking has been made, and the next step is to see how to operate Only then can the two agree to accept Amy as a disciple at the same time.
"It's amazing, it's amazing, Father, I want to learn it!" Amy clapped her little hands and exclaimed excitedly: "It's fun to knock ice cubes with a mage's staff, and it's also fun to conjure a dragon. Snow, from then on, you can build a big snowman in front of the restaurant every day."
"Well, let Xiaomi make the request later, maybe they will agree." Mag looked at Amy in his arms, his eyes lit up, and it seemed a bit greedy for him to say this, but if Amy said If so, then no problem.
"Okay." Amy nodded obediently, thought for a while, and said again: "But don't they all want to accept Xiaomi as an apprentice? You should be more anxious, right?"
"Well, it's probably like this." McGonagall froze for a moment. The current situation is indeed like this, but I didn't expect Amy to see it so thoroughly, and she was a little bit dark.
Everyone held their breath and stared wide-eyed at Crassus leaping high. The red light flickered slightly on the one-person-high magic staff, and mysterious golden-red runes appeared on it, wrapping the entire magic staff. It's like being lit.
On the other side, the Frost Dragon with a wingspan of more than 20 meters swooped down with a blizzard, and the strong wind brought a big crater out of the snow on the ground.
The three tornadoes that had condensed before flew towards Crassus at an angle. Two small trees were rolled up and cut into pieces in the tornado, and even a stone was cut into gravel.
The howling blizzard came out, with the chill of winter, and fell on the faces of the onlookers with some pain, causing the onlookers to take a few steps back in horror. A fight of this level would be life-threatening for onlookers. of.
There is a white light flickering in the opened dragon's mouth, and a group of silver-white light balls are condensing, as if some big move is brewing.
"Can Crassus beat this giant dragon?"
Everyone is guessing in their hearts that compared with the huge dragon, Crassus is like an ant that wants to compete with an elephant, and there is no comparison in size.
"The Gray Temple handles the case! The idlers wait and retreat quickly!" At this moment, a voice full of arrogance sounded from behind the crowd, and they hurriedly moved out of the way.
Bazel came forward with two members of the Gray Temple, his chest was heaving violently because he ran all the way, and he looked at the terrifying dragon and Crassus who jumped up high and planned to hit the dragon's head with a stick, His complexion was a little ugly.
As the captain of the patrol team in charge of the Aden Square under the Gray Temple, a fifth-level knight, his strength is naturally not weak, enough to solve most of the things that happen in the square every day.
But looking at the frost dragon and the white-haired old man jumping high holding the mage's staff, he felt a bit of a headache. Unfortunately, this situation was something he couldn't solve.
A duel between two magicians above level nine, not to mention him, even if it was an eighth-level knight of the chief patrol, he could only persuade a few words from the side, and he was not even qualified to persuade a fight. Turning his head to the two subordinates next to him, he said, "Evacuate the crowd and keep casualties as small as possible! Wait for support!"
"Yes!" The two team members also looked dignified at this meeting. They have been patrolling Aden Square for some time, and they can see a lot of small troubles every day, but it is really rare for two great magicians to confront each other in the street like now. He rushed out quickly, motioning the onlookers to back off to avoid accidental injury.
More and more people are attracted by the movement here, the huge frost dragon, and the blizzard spectacle that appeared in an area, these scenes are so rare.
And in the midst of everyone's attention, the mage staff held by the leaping Crassus finally landed on the head of the frost dragon, and the roaring frost dragon opened its mouth, and a mass of silver The ice ball spit out from his mouth, and the thin snowflakes floating in the air almost instantly solidified into ice particles, crashing and falling to the ground, and the terrifying low temperature came from above the ice ball, and it seemed that there was something in the ice ball. Stuff struggled to break out.
"Broken!" Crassus yelled lightly, and his hand fell on the ice puck first.
"Bang!" A crisp sound sounded, and the head-sized ice ball instantly shattered, and a smaller silver ice dragon jumped out of it, trying to bypass the mage's staff and hit Crassus.
But the speed of the mage's stick was too fast. The moment the ice ball shattered, it had already landed on the silver dragon, knocking it into nothingness.
The chill in the air was dispelled by the flames circulating on the mage's staff, and the snowflakes in the sky were also emptied for it, and a clear space appeared in the midair.
In front of the dragon's head, there was nothing blocking it, and the mage's staff fell on the dragon's head unabated.
"Boom!" There was a muffled sound.
A mage's staff as tall as a person is like a match in front of the frost dragon with a wingspan of 20 meters. As if carrying a mighty momentum, he smashed down the high raised head of the giant dragon.
A flame rose from the mage's staff and instantly wrapped the head of the Frost Dragon. The red flames spread along the dragon's body. In a blink of an eye, the white Frost Dragon turned into a fire dragon and exploded with a bang. , turned into a dense mist all over the sky.
"It's the same as before, vulnerable to a single blow." Crassus landed on the ground, let the water mist cover him, and looked at Julian with some sarcasm.