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One thing Cheese noticed was that the old man did not make any preparations for casting when using spells that blow sand and dust. His casting method was the same as Cheese himself. In other words, the other party was also a weaver.

This will change the nature of this battle, because in battles between ordinary mages, more competition is the reserve of experience and knowledge. Whoever prepares more fully, can handle more situations in the belly, or has a keen grasp of the battle in his mind, will have the advantage.

But when the mages in the confrontation are all weavers, the situation will change, because the weaver's understanding of magic is no longer limited to the rules and regulations of spells.

The contest between the weaver is more about the competition in casting resources. Whoever has more resources has more means and room. However, in this level of competition, Cheese has obviously naturally fallen into an extremely unfavorable situation.

He had very limited resources and was in a strange and hostile environment. In contrast, the other party's resources were endless, rising and falling like waves. He used the mural warriors to attack the front line and could use their wreckage to launch another attack again.

If this is said, swords and soldiers are physical and physical, they can stop and avoid them, but when the thin waves of yellow sand are covered, they are truly indestructible and unavoidable.

What's more, the other party said that the magic on these sands is related to black magic, and black magic often brings great damage to the body of creatures. If it is flooded by this sand, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Fortunately, black magic is often shameless. Those spells that use tricks to trick tricks are always used, and they will inevitably get contaminated with impurities. The gray robe opens the lantern and presses it on the ground in front of him with his backhand. Then he sits cross-legged behind the lamp, pressing one hand on the top of the lantern and the other hand on his knees.

In an instant, a ray of morning light burst out from the breath of dawn. Wherever the morning light went, the yellow sand stopped moving, like a minister crawling at the king's feet.

"oh?"

The old man in the pool exclaimed slightly again. He thought that there were only some ordinary small objects on the cheese except for the gray robe. After all, magic props were not for mages. The mages prefer to use spells to solve problems by themselves than rigid items.

But the lantern in Cheese's hand is obviously not listed here, or it is not entirely a simple magic lantern. As a magic item, it can actually interact with Cheese's spell casting, which is extremely rare.

You should know that most magical items have become an unchangeable tool after being successfully manufactured, and at most those who hold them learn how to use them efficiently.

But no matter what, the magical yellow sand was indeed forced to stop under the light of the dawn, but the price was that Cheese had to maintain the same posture and continue to maintain the sunlight.

It seems that Cheese used one move to break the opponent's move, but in fact the gray robe had already reached an absolute disadvantage. The reason is very simple. He had to sit cross-legged in front of the lantern to ensure that the yellow sand retreated, but the old man didn't have to worry about it after he blew that breath. As long as the old man made another move, Cheese had to choose between taking the initiative and giving up casting and letting the yellow sand go.

In this way, he lost this duel because with the old man's ability, the winner can be determined instantly.

Sure enough, while the cheese was struggling to support it, the other party raised a finger again, and some liquid in the pool spread out as if it was alive, and it creeped leisurely over the yellow sand, making it extremely sticky.

No one needs to remind you that the magic contained in the liquid is almost visible to the naked eye. They even emit jade-like light under the lights, which are beautiful and deadly. Compared with the fierce arrival of yellow sand, these overflowing water droplets are slow and soft, but they have a kind of determination, as if even if several city walls are erected in front of them, they can pass through the gaps of the city walls to reach their destination.

Cheese's eyes stared at the drops of water, watching them getting closer and closer to him. Just as Kelas was hesitating whether to go forward to try to stop him, the gray robe suddenly stood up, stepped past the breath of dawn on the ground, and strided towards the drops of water.

So the lights dimmed and the yellow sand came. Cheese rushed forward almost impatiently, reached out and grabbed the water droplets, and then pressed into the yellow sand that flowed to his feet.

"Gululu!"

The sound of liquid boiling came from the sand. The yellow sand that had already come into contact with the cheese suddenly stopped, and many black mucus began to churn out from the inside. The mucus turned into bubbles on the surface of the sand. The bubbles swelled and finally broke, turning into a stream of blue smoke and swelled into the air and disappeared. After about three minutes, the yellow sand and water droplets, one of them quieted down, and the other disappeared.

"Okay." The old man slowly said this word, then he stopped moving and slowly relaxed. Cheese pulled his hand out of the yellow sand, and you could see obvious burn marks on the skin of the hand.

"Do you still want to continue?"

Gray Robe stared at the other party and asked this question. Several battles had made him sure that he was definitely not an old man's opponent here. If he really wanted to fight with the other party at the moment, he would have to use another force. Although this would go against his original intention, if he did not do so, he and Keiras would probably explain it here.

Ultimately, as a weaker party, he has no right to choose.

"No, no. I know you must have a trump card in your hand. As a mage of this level, you can always do unexpected things when you are forced to do. I don't know what it means. Besides, forcing my two spells to be combined together to offset them will be a huge burden on you, right? It is best not to touch anything for the two hands for the time being. Our hands are very important."

"Thank you for your mercy. I believe that I am not as good as you in spells."

Cheese's words were not false or humble. It seems that the reason for his failure this time was that he suffered a great loss in the issue of geographical advantages and fought at other people's home courts. But only Gray Robe himself knew how terrifying this room was. Simply put, it was that before the old man used his spell to touch the resources here, Cheese could not observe the existence of these resources at all.

For him, there was nothing here, and even if he fell into the trap of others, with the ability of cheese, he could analyze some clues in the room in a short time. Therefore, it was not that he broke the game, but that he was not even in the game.
Chapter completed!