The elements are moving slowly, seemingly slowly, but as long as Caesar makes any unusual movement, he will be attacked from all directions immediately. This is the advantage of magic. The attack power of magic is far stronger than that of force. Once it is fully exerted by the magician, it is like a truth that says, the attack of a magician can be equivalent to that of ten warriors.
There was no doubt that Christina was forcing him to admit defeat, and he could not hold on if this continued. It was obviously unwise to deal with such a master in this state. This was completely different from Gasol just now.
Caesar, who did not use sea fighting spirit, was several levels behind Queen Christina. He was at a disadvantage in both skills and strength, and was tantamount to committing suicide.
Clara's face flushed with nervousness, but she was speechless. The strong element had locked her up, protecting her while also restricting her movements.
Caesar glanced at Clara inadvertently and suddenly felt that he should not make this naughty but kind little princess sad. It is not a man's thing to hurt a girl's heart. This truth comes from the bachelor Marton.
Christina was a little disappointed. It seemed that the other party's performance was really short-lived. He didn't even have the fighting spirit. He was far from it. If that was the case, there was no need to keep him in the palace.
Suddenly, the atmosphere changed. Christina smelled danger through the elements, and Caesar in front of her actually showed a brilliant smile.
Boom~~~
Fighting, what a spectacular fighting!
Deep blue, even deeper blue, the magical element that was originally oppressing him was immediately pushed away, and Caesar raised his proud head, a faint blue light emerged from his black pupils, and his whole aura changed.
Christina stood up suddenly,...what's going on!!!
Looking at Caesar standing in the blue light, the queen was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She vaguely felt that Caesar had hidden his strength, but the gap was too outrageous. What kind of fighting spirit was this? It was unheard of!
Wait, blue, blue, the color of the sea. Looking at the blue that exuded from Caesar's entire body, Christina suddenly remembered a distant legend, but she quickly denied it. Legends are always just legends, and it is too ridiculous.
No wonder Stilaya wanted to have a battle with him. He possessed such a powerful fighting spirit, which was not inferior even to the golden fighting spirit... He was less than twenty years old and was a member of the relatively weak Sheobei tribe. Such a strong man had never appeared in that race.
Christina felt the excitement of the elements. That was her talent. She was born to be the closest friend of the elements. Her command over the elements was the most direct and she didn't need any spells at all.
Christina showed a rare fighting spirit, she was eager to take advantage of the opportunity. Such a young master was really unheard of. In comparison, Roye, who possessed dragon fighting spirit, was probably not his opponent.
The pressure from the surrounding elements suddenly increased several times. Caesar knew very well that the most direct and effective way to deal with a magician was to attack the magician himself. However, the opponent was the queen, and he couldn't just beat her up. All he could do was to counter the magician's moves.
As the elemental pressure increased, Caesar's sea fighting spirit also continued to grow stronger, leaving no room for elemental invasion. He was waiting for the queen's attack, and all he was doing now was oppression, but it was impossible to defeat him with this.
Christina stood up, concentrating her attention. The opponent was already close to her level. If it was really a life-and-death fight, a magician and a warrior, in such a small space, the outcome would be hard to predict.
The queen stretched out her hands, and a small spinning blue water ball appeared in her hands. The water ball was gradually getting bigger, but it stopped when it actually grew to more than 20 centimeters, and the speed of its rotation was only increasing.
Ordinary warriors may have poor perception of magic elements, but Caesar can see it clearly. In his eyes, the small magic ball is a huge vortex. The surrounding water elements are constantly being absorbed, and the shining contains infinite magic power.
Ding Dong~~~
An epiphany appeared in Caesar's mind. Yes, although he could not use high-level magic, his low-level magic was close to the lowest-level elements. Although the form was poor, once the quantity gathered to a certain extent, it would undergo a qualitative change, just like the queen's attack method.
Caesar put his hands together as he thought. For warriors who possess fighting spirit and combat spirit, magic is actually a burden. The so-called dual cultivation of magic and martial arts is only for those warriors who cannot use fighting spirit and use magic as an aid. Once they have fighting spirit, it will directly exclude the understanding of magic. Perhaps this is the case with everything when it goes to extremes.
But Caesar was different. With his sea fighting spirit, he was more sensitive to magic than usual, and a small water ball was formed.
Caesar naturally could not drive the elements as gracefully and calmly as Christina, but he had his own way. Magic control was also his specialty. Like a ball spraying bubbles, one water ball after another kept squeezing into the first water ball. Under Caesar's pressure, the first water ball was equivalent to being constantly compressed.
It's easier said than done. If other magicians hear it, they will definitely think the person speaking is a lunatic. First of all, it is unrealistic to compress two water balls together as the magic control required is too strong. Secondly, it is too dangerous. Magic elements are always a mysterious force. This kind of compression is most likely to cause an element explosion, and the power may be hundreds or thousands of times greater than the original.
Soon Caesar felt the pressure, and the water ball in his hand became increasingly difficult to control.
He probably didn't notice that Queen Christina and Princess Clara were both stunned. At this point, their image as queen and princess had long been thrown into the Everest Trench.
A magician who is always at a high level? !
Christina wanted to vomit blood, and Clara wanted to clap her hands in excitement, as if she was proud of herself. No wonder the two principals had been fighting lately, and when asked about this, they both smiled and tried to get away with it.
No wonder Stilaya was tempted, it seemed that everything was true. With his talent and understanding, he would be the pride of the entire sea clan in time, and might even bring about great changes in the sea clan.
Is this a weak Bey?
Caesar's hair was flying high, and the azure light, although not dazzling, had the pressure of a king. In his hand, a blue water ball was slowly spinning, and at this moment he had forgotten where he was, and all his mind was focused on the water ball between his hands.
It was fine when it was compressed just now, but now it seemed as if a huge force was expanding in the water ball, and this force was getting stronger and stronger, and his magic control ability could no longer suppress it.
what to do?
Caesar vaguely felt that if this thing exploded next to him, even the sea fighting spirit would be beaten to pieces. God knew that twenty or so water balls would be so abnormal when compressed.
As a magician, Christina naturally felt this change and woke up from her surprise... He was actually imitating her. This is the compression magic, one of the two most feared magics. Does this guy have any common sense of magic!
Christina's own compression magic starts from the elements, and it is the product of talent and hard work. This person actually saw her using it and directly used a water ball to compress it. This is completely different!
If she wasn't the queen, she might have taken Clara and run away. At this moment, she immediately called Clara behind her. Once the explosion happened, it would be no joke. She wanted to help, but the opponent's blue fighting spirit prohibited any outside forces from entering.