The fact that a Great Magician was able to break through the ice with his staff had already shocked everyone. Now, he was even able to jump three meters in a single leap. It looked like he was going to smash the dragon's head with his staff.
This move completely overturned everyone's impression of Mages being weak in close combat and relying only on their mouths. This old man was simply an unprecedented close combat Mage! Against the terrifying Frost Wyrm, he had only cast the most basic Fireball spell from beginning to end, and relied on the magic caster's staff for the rest.
"Gandalf?" Meg raised his eyebrows. Julian's ice magic was superb, while Crassus's magic and melee combat abilities were perfectly integrated. All kinds of magic runes appeared on his body to support him in completing various difficult moves, and at the same time, provide him with great strength.
Both of them had their own strengths in magic. If Amy could learn ice magic from Julian and melee magic from Crassus, she might be able to grow into a Magician who could attack from afar and improve. Such a Magician had almost no weaknesses, and it was probably unprecedented.
"I just don't know if they will agree. After all, they seem to want to fight to the death when they see each other." Meg looked at the two of them a little worriedly. Now that he had everything planned out, the next step was to see how he could make the two of them agree to accept Amy as their disciple.
"Amazing, amazing. Father, I want to learn all of them!" Amy clapped her little hands and exclaimed excitedly, "It's so fun to smash the ice with a staff. It's so fun to transform into a dragon. It can even snow. Then, we can build a big snowman in front of the restaurant every day."
"Okay, then let's make your request later. Maybe they will agree." Meg looked at Amy in his arms, and his eyes lit up. If he were to say this, it would seem a little greedy, but if Amy were to say it, then there would be no problem.
"Okay." Amy nodded obediently. After thinking for a while, she said, "But don't they all want to accept Amy as their disciple? You should be more anxious than them, right? "
"Yes, that's probably the case." Meg was taken aback for a moment. That was indeed the case, but he did not expect Amy to be able to see the situation so clearly. She was even a little scheming.
Everyone held their breaths as they stared at the Crassus that had leaped high into the air. The magic staff that was as tall as a human was flashing with a red light, and mysterious golden-red runes appeared on it, enveloping the entire staff as if it had been ignited.
On the other side, a Frost Wyrm with a wingspan of more than 20 meters swooped down with a snowstorm. The strong winds it brought along created a huge crater in the snow on the ground.
The three tornadoes formed earlier flew towards the Crassus in a triangular formation. Two small trees were swept up and cut into pieces by the tornadoes. Even a rock was cut into pieces.
The howling snowstorm drifted out, bringing with it the coldness of winter. When it landed on the faces of the onlookers, it was a little painful. The onlookers were a little frightened and took a few steps back. Watching a fight of this level would be life-threatening.
White light flashed in the dragon's open mouth, and a silvery-white ball of light condensed as if it were preparing for some kind of powerful attack.
"Can the Crassus defeat this dragon?"
Everyone was speculating in their hearts. Compared to the massive dragon, the Crassus was like an ant trying to compete with an elephant. There was no comparison in terms of size.
"The Gray Temple is handling this case! Those who are not involved in this matter, step back! " Right at this moment, a loud voice sounded from behind everyone, and everyone hurriedly opened up a path.
Bazeer came forward with two members of the Gray Temple. His chest was heaving up and down violently from running all the way. He looked at the terrifying dragon and the Crassus, who had leaped high into the air and was about to smash the dragon's head with his staff, and his expression darkened.
As the captain of the patrol team of the Gray Temple and a 5th-tier knight, he was naturally not weak. He was able to handle most of the things that happened in the Aden Square every day.
However, looking at the Frost Dragon and the white-haired old man leaping high into the air with his staff, he was getting a headache. Unfortunately for him, this was the situation that he was unable to resolve.
This was a duel between two magicians above the ninth level. Let alone him, even if it was a knight of the eighth level, he would only be able to say a few words. He didn't even have the qualifications to do so. He turned his head to the two men beside him and said, "Evacuate the crowd and minimize the casualties! Wait for backup! "
"Yes!" The two subordinates also wore grave expressions. They had been patrolling the Aden Square for a while, and they had seen many small fights every day. However, a duel between two great magic casters like this was very rare. They quickly rushed out and gestured for the onlookers to back off in case they were accidentally injured.
More and more people were attracted by the commotion. A gigantic Frost Dragon and a snowstorm that had appeared in this area were extremely rare scenes.
Under the watchful eyes of the onlookers, Crassus' staff finally landed on the Frost Dragon's head. The Frost Dragon opened its mouth and spat out a silver ball of ice. The light snowflakes floating in the air instantly froze into ice particles before falling to the ground. A terrifyingly low temperature emanated from the ball of ice, and it seemed as if something was struggling to break out of the ball of ice.
"Break!" Crassus roared as his hand landed on the ball of ice first.
"Bam!" A crisp sound rang out, and the head-sized ball of ice instantly shattered. An even smaller silver ice dragon darted out of the ball of ice, trying to go around the staff and crash into Crassus.
However, the speed of the staff was simply too fast. The moment the ball of ice shattered, it had already landed on the small silver dragon and smashed it into nothingness.
The chill in the air was dispelled by the flames circulating on the staff. The snowflakes in the air were also swept away, and a clear space appeared in mid-air.
There was nothing in front of the Frost Dragon's head, and the staff landed on the Frost Dragon's head without slowing down.
"Bam!" A muffled sound rang out.
The staff, which was as tall as a man, was like a matchstick in front of the Frost Dragon with a wingspan of 20 meters. It looked a little ridiculous. However, when this matchstick-like object landed on the Frost Dragon's head, it was as if it had the force of a thousand kilograms. The Frost Dragon's head that had been raised high up in the air was suddenly smashed off.
A beam of fire rose from the staff, and instantly enveloped the Frost Dragon's head. The red flames spread along the dragon's body, and in the blink of an eye, the white Frost Dragon had turned into a fire dragon. With a bang, it exploded, and turned into a dense mist that filled the air.
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