Chapter 900 A Long-Awaited Battle! (Part 3)

He is ridiculously bad at air combat!

So, in a sense, the controlled breath of the King's Might is a compensation for his inability in air combat.

After Caesar could no longer use his breath, magic became his best means of attacking Witt.

But...

Why is there an echo?

Just as Caesar was chanting and wondering, the chanting of the spell came to an end, and then...

Caesar was dumbfounded as he looked at Witt, who was still flying vigorously in the air!

Why are you still flying there?

Where is my gravity magic?

Witt didn't know what Caesar was thinking, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

Seeing Caesar staring at him blankly, Witt's eyes condensed, opportunity!

Then, Witt chanted again.

Although Witt's spell chanting speed was not as fast as Celine's, it was also specially trained, so it was almost instantaneous, and a scorching flame rushed towards Caesar.

The flame roared!

The terrifying high temperature made the air on the field distorted.

Facing Witte's attack, Caesar was shocked. Although he had begun to look at Witte, he was still shocked by the speed of Witte's chanting.

Fortunately, Caesar was always on guard against Witte's magic. After all, Witte was a mutated silver dragon, and silver dragons were almost equal to magic. If they mutated, the magic should not be mutated away.

When the flames roared, Caesar stomped on the ground, and then a strong earth elemental force surged out and covered Caesar.

Then he was enveloped by the red flames.

However, before the flames were extinguished, a big bag suddenly bulged on the ground not far away.

After the earth element dispersed, Caesar appeared intact.

Then he chanted again.

At this time, Witte had just finished using the forbidden spell, and the elemental power was temporarily empty and unable to use magic.

Moreover, he had to figure out what happened to the failed magic just now!

However, just as Caesar began to chant, the echo came again.

This time, Caesar realized that it was not an echo at all, but Witt was chanting the same spell with him.

While chanting, Caesar looked at Witt in astonishment.

Brother, I am chanting the earth element magic, why are you making a fuss here!

However, when he separated a part of his mental power to explore, he noticed that there was not a single element node he had built before.

If this can use magic, it would be a ghost!

After realizing this, Caesar immediately stopped chanting the spell.

He understood that the magic of the silver dragon in front of him was indeed strong, but it was strong in another aspect. The other party could not use magic.

Moreover, the other party could not have investigated him in advance, so it was definitely impossible to learn the earth element magic he often used.

There was only one possibility!

Witt was proficient in all element magic.

Thinking of this, Caesar looked at Witt with incredible eyes.

He originally thought that the other party was a dragon that was just playing badly, but now it seems that compared to the other party, he is the one who is playing badly!

However...

A trace of confusion flashed across Caesar's eyes.

Since it is not a dragon that is playing badly, how can the other party's realm only be the lower platinum level?

On this side, Caesar was puzzled!

On the other side, Witt saw an opportunity.

Seeing Caesar stunned for a moment, he turned the spell in his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, he was covered with a layer of lava armor!

Caesar was pulled back to his thoughts by the strong elemental fluctuations.

When he saw the lava armor on Witt's body, his face almost turned green!

Where did this jump out, it was a dragon that was specifically disgusting dragons.

When he used magic, he couldn't use it. When the other party used magic, he had no way to deal with it because the other party chanted it quickly.

Now, the other party even put on protective magic!

A few more strengthening magics, is it necessary to continue the battle?

However, Caesar was wrong about this.

If it was used to deal with the enemy, Witt would have tortured the enemy to death, but now what he pursued was a passionate battle.

However, Caesar's realm was high, and he needed to strengthen his defense.

How to fight in close combat!

So, after Witt put on the lava armor, a complicated gray-white magic circle appeared under his feet.

When Witt passed through the magic circle, his body swelled again, the scales became thicker, and the claws and dragon tail became more lethal.

When Witt fell heavily to the ground, he, who did not have the elegant characteristics of the silver dragon, also lost the remaining mystery of the silver dragon, leaving only a fierce and domineering aura.

Shaping magic-war dragon form!

Looking at Witt's ferocious appearance, Caesar was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Witt was not here to torture him, but to fight him head-on.

After realizing this, Caesar's fighting spirit was rekindled, and the powerful dragon power that had mutated permeated his body.

The mutant golden dragon's body was already strong.

Looking at the two figures of violence on the field, one gold and one silver, the dragons watching the battle went crazy again.

This is how the battle between giant dragons should be!

The cheers like a tsunami became the spark that ignited the fuse of the battle.

The dragons' eyes flashed, and as the two dull footsteps accelerated, a series of clanging sounds followed.

The collision of claws, the friction of dragon scales, and the confrontation of strength and strength completely ignited the wildness that was soaked in the bones of the surrounding dragons.

The cheers outside the field made the two dragons on the field even more excited.

Suddenly, a touch of scarlet appeared along with the broken dragon scales, and the atmosphere on and off the field reached a new level.

Being injured is not the end, but the beginning!

For a while, the roar of the dragons outside the field was like the howling of ghosts and gods, and inside the field, the heavy panting, fierce collision, and the tearing of flesh and blood were endless.

Finally!

After another collision, when both sides retreated under the action of huge force, Caesar's legs softened.

Witt saw this and his eyes suddenly lit up.

The four claws were inserted into the ground fiercely, forcing himself to stop, and then using this force, he rushed towards Caesar at a faster speed.

Seeing this, Caesar followed suit, but unfortunately, he was an upright dragon, and it was difficult for two limbs to compare with four limbs in terms of force dissipation.

When he completely dissipated the force, Witt had already come close to him.

He paused, turned his body suddenly, and whipped Caesar's waist with his thick, long and ferocious tail. Caesar didn't have time to react, and was whipped a thousand meters away.

Before the force was dissipated, Witt appeared in front of him again, opened his huge body, and directly pressed Caesar to the ground.

Just as Caesar was about to struggle, a sharp silver-white dragon tail sprang out from behind Witt and pierced directly into his chest...

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