Chapter 1736: Crushed!
In Werther's expectant eyes, Olidof's eyes fell on Kailin.
Then Werther saw that Oldorf was stunned.
"How is it? Is it a lot?"
Hearing this, Kailin glared at Werther dissatisfied, but when she looked at Olidof, she couldn't help but feel a little more uneasy.
Her previous experience was indeed quite unlucky.
However, Olidolf shook his head, with a look of surprise on his face.
"You are the only one among our group of dragons who has no bad luck. In fact, not just us, most dragons are actually in the same state as Celine.
Not much, but 놋!
놙놋You are clean and have no bad luck at all.
How strange! "
Werther was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly thought of something.
"Are you eliminated?"
Celine shook her head.
"놖has already advanced to the sixth round. I was lucky. In the first round, I met a dragon that was seriously injured in the fourth round and advanced without much effort."
Hearing this, Werther looked at Kailin with a strange expression.
Kailin's strength is not strong, but it is something. After all, it is the dragon that represents Rimi Elvis. Before that, she spent most of her time by Elvis's side.
It is absolutely impossible to say that Elvis did not teach her the lost magic.
However, lost magic is difficult to learn and master. Otherwise, Werther would have taught those lost magics to the Orbs long ago.
With the strength of the Austrians, learning lost magic before the game would be a distraction and the gain would outweigh the loss.
But for Kailin, learning Lost Magic before the game has more advantages than disadvantages.
Therefore, Kailin's strength is almost between Ao and Chiara. She is weaker than Ao and stronger than Chiara.
Such strength is relatively common in the first round.
Therefore, Werther always thought that Kailin had been eliminated.
놙However, 놛 was healing and didn’t notice.
Unexpectedly, the Olympic Games only reached the sixth round despite being injured, and Kailin passed without any injuries.
This luck...
"Envy it, but unfortunately, you can't envy it!"
After hearing what Olidof said, Kailin smiled at Werther, left a word, and then controlled the floating island and flew upwards.
It is precisely because of her good luck that she needs to stay away from Werther.
When Werther heard this, his expression froze, and then he looked up at Agnar.
"Agna, come down below. You've been quite busy up there and haven't had time to enjoy the atmosphere of the Ten Thousand Dragons Feast. I'll take my place for you for a while."
After hearing this, Kailin's expression suddenly changed.
"No way!"
Celine reluctantly pulled Vette's tail.
"Okay, stop making trouble, our injuries haven't been cured yet!"
Witte curled his lips, and then continued to treat the dragons' injuries with a depressed look.
Well, it turns out that he is still the unlucky one!
But fortunately, at least Celine will definitely not...
"Celine, haven't you noticed that the distance between us seems to be getting wider?"
"놋? Illusion!"
"Didn't you agree that you want to watch 놖's game?"
Just when Werther wanted to measure the distance between himself and Celine, a familiar voice sounded faintly.
The dragons looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Caesar standing not far away.
"Caesar!
If you don't go to the competition, why do you come back? "
Caesar stared at the dragons, and then repeated what he said before.
"Didn't you agree that you want to watch 놖's game?"
"..."
The dragons silently turned their heads to look at the war monument, only to see that the names of Caesar and Gunyilit had disappeared.
Apparently, the battle between the two dragons was over.
Seeing the silence of the dragons, Caesar rolled his eyes, then walked aside and recovered silently.
놛 fought with all his strength over there, but when he came back, he saw these guys "talking and laughing" and didn't even notice 놛 coming back.
As for the outcome of the battle...
Caesar couldn't help but sigh when he thought about the battle just now.
This battle can be described in four words - crushed!
In fact, it can be seen from the battle marks on 놛's body that 놛 was not like when he faced Ni before. Not only was he exhausted, but he even had a hole in his chest.
On the contrary, the broken parts of the dragon scales on 놛's body were not much, and the power of the elemental rules was only consumed by one-third.
This is a situation that will only occur in a battle where the strength gap between the two sides is too large.
The gravity tactic that I was proud of had no effect when facing that dragon. Gravity pressed on the opponent's body and was not even able to make the opponent lower his head slightly.
What, lost magic?
hehe!
놛Not even a chance to use the lost magic!
When the difference in strength is too big, your carefully prepared trump cards may not be used.
Sure enough, the dragon world is very big, there are mountains outside the mountains, and dragons outside the dragons!
On the other side, after Werther reacted, his eyes subconsciously wandered around Caesar's body.
There were no obvious injuries.
But it was because of this that Werther's expression became more solemn.
"Is the difference in strength so big?"
Hearing this, Caesar came back to his senses, and then smiled bitterly, without any intention of hiding it, and directly recounted the battle just now.
The few words he just said are not really blaming the Werthers, they are just trying to attract their attention.
Caesar's retelling is simple.
It's just that 놛 cast a few magic spells, but all of them were ineffective against Gangyilit. He was about to use the lost magic, but before 놛 could use it, 놛 was defeated.
I want to ask how I lost...
The back of his head hurt, and when he regained consciousness, Gang Yilit was already standing in front of 놛, his claws clasped tightly around 놛's head.
There is no resistance whatsoever.
"To sum it up, I didn't even use the lost magic!"
Werther frowned.
"What about the power of rules that 놛 understands?"
“Solidity and weight…
But 놛's elemental power is different from the normal earth elemental power. It is made of extremely strong metal, and its defense, offense, and even speed are all impeccable. "
"speed?"
Werther's eyes narrowed.
"놛It doesn't look like he's very fast."
Hearing this, Caesar glanced at Werther.
"You really didn't even take a look at it. What I'm talking about is not the speed of action, but the speed of attack. Let's put it this way, the land battlefield is completely under our control!"
As soon as these words came out, the dragons immediately understood that this was not speed, but the control of the power of elemental rules.
"Okay, anyway, 놖 is just looking for this little information. By the way, what were you talking about just now? You didn't even bother to watch the battle between 놖 and Gang Yilit."
Werther looked away sheepishly.
"It's not that I don't care, it's just that we didn't expect that you would lose so quickly."
Werther is not blaming the blame here.
I really didn’t expect that the battle between Caesar and Gang Yilit would end so quickly, without even a big movement.
"As for what they are talking about...well, Olidof has just determined that 놖 is an unlucky guy."
Caesar was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the dragons speechlessly.
"That's it!
Isn’t this true? Does it need to be confirmed? "
"..."
