Magical Strategist

"The fighting inside is so fierce!" The audience kept hearing the sound of fighting coming from the wooden house. Even though the eyes cannot see it, it is not difficult to tell from the sound that there must be a desperate battle inside!

"The real dragon seems to have recovered, I can hear the sound of flames!" Mish's facial expression was no longer tense, and she could finally relax her tone.

"Strange, he seems to be fine again." Kelly said doubtfully.

"Little sister Kaili is overly concerned. The apprentice chosen by me, Baggio, will lose at any time." Baggio said with a grin.

"I hope so..." Kelly replied lightly.

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In the dead space.

The battle between the real dragon and Angela was extremely fierce. Every time the flames collide with the wooden thorns, huge energy will be generated. The temperature inside the "wooden house" rose rapidly. Then there’s the problem: As wood fires intertwine more and more, the flames incinerate most of the oxygen. The oxygen here is already limited. If it continues, both of them will suffocate.

As a wood magician, Angela naturally knows this very well. Precisely because she is a wood magician, she can use the power of nature to transfer oxygen from the outside to herself, thus extending her survival time in the dead space.

In comparison, the real dragon appears much more passive. If he doesn't get out of this hellish place when the oxygen is exhausted, he will definitely die. Seeing that the air was getting thinner and thinner, the real dragon had to think of ways to destroy the wooden house while dealing with the opponent's attack, and was a little confused.

Angela seized the opportunity and crossed her left and right hands to form an "X". A circular magic circle formed in front of him, and he shouted: Fly, Flying Leaves Technique.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Tens of thousands of leaves flew towards the real dragon like a heavy rain.

No gaps at all!

Seeing the move, the real dragon opened up its formation and unleashed the Streaming Blade Fire Rain. When the circular formation was formed, he put his index and middle fingers together and pointed in the direction of Angela. In an instant, the dense "raindrops" were like countless steel needles.

Hua Hua... Bang Bang...

The two magics of wood and fire are intertwined to form a dazzling fire network. Every drop of fire rain and the friction of every leaf produced dazzling flames.

The spell's impact only lasts one minute. Eventually, due to the depletion of oxygen, the Flowing Blade Fire Rain could no longer be maintained.

In desperation, the real dragon had no choice but to cast a crystal wall to resist the dense leaves.

The blades as sharp as a knife hit the crystal wall, making a crunching sound.

"His breathing began to become heavy, and his magic power weakened a lot. Once the oxygen supply was insufficient, he would suffocate and pass out for up to two minutes. Using fire magic here would speed up death, unless he could break the dead space. But this is absolutely impossible." Angela seemed to see the dawn of victory.

The chest of the real dragon seemed to be pressed by an invisible boulder, and breathing seemed extremely difficult. We must get out of here as soon as possible! Calm down and think about ways to crack the dead space.

At Magoshan, Natsumi used the same trick to trap Tober, but was later successfully broken. At that time, I learned from Piro that it was very simple to break the technique, which was to destroy the fulcrum at the top of the space.

Theoretically it's simple, just destroy the fulcrum. But it's actually extremely difficult. The reason is: it is pitch black all around and you can't see your fingers. In addition, the oxygen is burned out and flame illumination cannot be used. As a result, it is impossible to visually detect the approximate position of the fulcrum with your eyes... What should we do? The real dragon was in trouble and couldn't think of any way to solve it for a while.

Hua Hua...

While thinking, Angela attacked again. The circular magic circle rises, and the advanced wood magic - the song of the forest!

The ground shook violently, and various aggressive plants such as wood thorns, thorn vines, bamboo thorns, and wooden stakes sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, which caught people off guard.

"Not good!" The real dragon's face turned pale and he couldn't help being shocked. He hurriedly gathered a large amount of essence into his feet and moved quickly to avoid the attack. "Damn it, I wish I could use fire to burn these things to ashes."

The forest song lasted for a minute. The real dragon's shoulders, thighs, back, and chest were all scratched, and blood kept pouring out. In the darkness, if there was no source of essence to strengthen the hearing, feeling, and intuition, I would have been stabbed into a hornet's nest by the sharp thorns, and I would have only suffered some superficial injuries like now.

"Is he a magician or a swordsman? He still has such a sensitive reaction even without his eyes." Angela opened her mouth slightly, looking surprised.

After finally saving his life, the real dragon panted heavily. "I'm afraid it's not that simple to find the fulcrum. That woman won't let me succeed easily. Now that my breathing is getting harder and harder, it's better to think of other ways than risk trying to break her spell."

Your breathing is getting faster and faster, your magic power is disordered, and you still don't want to admit defeat at the end of the fight? Through the induction of dead space, Angela always knows the situation of the real dragon. "Lil Real Dragon, the feeling of suffocation is not that pleasant. It's not too late to admit defeat now."

"I said... you either stand or... fall down..." As soon as he finished speaking intermittently, the real dragon took up his posture again, as if he was about to launch an attack in a desperate fight.

Since you can't use fire, try other types of magic. After careful consideration, True Dragon decisively gave up this technique and chose the most common water magic.

Water gun technique, water ball technique, water wave technique... I saw the real dragon alternating his left and right hands, constantly casting water magic, and they were all low-level spells with no climate and power.

Angela had no intention of evading. This level of spell did not pose any threat to her. On the contrary, it could clean the dust from her body.

Soon, the rushing water filled the entire wooden house, and there was water everywhere on the ground.

"If you still have any tricks that you haven't used yet, hurry up and I'll give you time to perform." Angela said arrogantly.

Then shouldn't I be grateful to you... Zhenlong thought. Then he exerted force on his right wrist, and a bolt of lightning shot across his fingertips.

Whether it was a mistake or a deliberate miss, the target of thunder and lightning was not Angela, but the puddle on the ground.

This...this...this...

Three more lightning bolts were fired in succession, and the target was still the puddle. The water on the ground disappears instantly under the action of electric current.

Angela snorted coldly and said: "How long do you think you can persist if you can't even control the accuracy?"

"Not long after..." The corners of the real dragon's mouth rose, and the terrifying fighting spirit burst out of his body. At this moment, he was no longer troubled by suffocation, and his body seemed to be full of strength again.

Rebirth after death, make a comeback!

Angela didn't have time to recover, and the hot blazing fireball rushed straight towards her.

Without any warning, I received a heavy blow on my chest.

Everything was so sudden! Caught off guard!

puff.

Angela's chest felt tight, her throat was slightly sweet, and she spurted out a mouthful of blood.

It's not over yet!

Another blow from the Burning Hand struck, and Angela felt another sharp pain in her abdomen, as if the organs in her body were about to be torn apart.

After hitting two moves in a row, Angela's lower body fell softly and fell to the ground. Her eyes were dull and unwilling.

She lost!