"What's the use of these things? They can neither keep warm nor make fire." Rikka said as she fiddled with the blue flames floating around.
Although she understood Boom's explanation, she disdained these twists and turns. In her opinion, if the enemy on the opposite side only needs to be slashed down with one strike, either the enemy will die or she will be unlucky.
"Although they have no direct value, they have opened another door for me. At least my future cultivation direction will have to change."
Boom smiled and shook his head, and then poured another bowl of broth for Rikka. He was indeed very happy today, because he was going to subvert the magic theory that had existed for thousands of years.
After sensing these blue flames, Boom no longer believed in the so-called four-system magic power. Perhaps magic power does not have any attributes at all, just like the space-system magic power he cultivated.
This is like a glass of water. Happy people will find it sweet, and sad people will find it bitter. Depressed patients will find it extremely sour, and desperate people will only taste it spicy or fishy.
However, this glass of water has never changed, no matter which space it is in, or what situation it is in. Water is just water, but the difference is the person who tastes it.
Magic is gentle, but when people are irritable, it shows its fiery side and transforms into the so-called fire element. When people are gentle and calm, it gurgls and turns itself into a water element.
The magician with a lively personality is uneasy about being stale, so the magic power becomes turbulent, and at this time it becomes the wind magic power. If it encounters a dull gourd, it will become silent and accumulate, and is eventually named the earth magic power.
Magic is cold, and it will become whatever you want it to be. This is the most extreme form of silence, because they have never been truly driven by anyone.
"If you are like this, then I will be like this." They are like bystanders who are always separated from the world, letting all living things jump up and down, letting the years change and the time goes by.
However, there are only a handful of people who can truly understand this matter, although it cannot be said that there are none. But no matter who they are, they will eventually stand at the top of the pyramid.
In the eyes of these truly wise men, the so-called "top experts" are just mediocre people who do nothing. What they can do are only ridiculous tricks, even if they are amazingly powerful.
The true strength is not how fierce the moves are, let alone the level of magic power or fighting spirit. It is a state of mind, which is the only key to unlocking the truth.
"Brother is going to become stronger again? Although Rikka doesn't understand, he is still very happy. But the environment here is too bad. Should brother return to Changsuo City to practice again?"
Rikka smiled sweetly and then expressed her worries. She was not a professional, so naturally she couldn't understand this kind of thing.
And even if he understood, Rikka didn't want Boom to be in this sterile cave on the ice sheet. What if his brother caught a cold, what if he had bulimia or a psychotic attack, what if he fell asleep
, what should I do if my brother is swallowed by a wild beast?
For Boom, fighting is a kind of calculation, calculating his own magic power and attributes, calculating the opponent's rank and backup. But for Rikka, these are just a sword strike, but it only takes an instant.
Therefore, she can't understand Boom now, and she won't be able to understand him in the future. But she believes in Boom and believes every word he says.
Half an hour later, Rikka sat by the campfire without any doubts. As for Boom, she stared at the blue flames again.
"The cicada whispers, its thin wings quiver, the timid little life, the long-cherished wish to avoid all harm, in my name, defend the magic circle!"
Boom's chanting of mantras sounded leisurely, and the earth wall rose up, instantly enveloping Boom inside. The magic power wave lingered on it, and the watertight posture blocked everything.
But a few seconds later, strong winds blew inside the grotto. Finally, they adhered to the gaps in the stone wall, filling the biggest flaw of the earth defense array.
The black wooden staff flashed with fluorescence, the earth and rocks disintegrated, and the wind disappeared. Boom suddenly opened his eyes and stood up under Rikka's dull gaze.
"Accompany your brother to compete outside. Rikka must be careful this time to avoid being hurt by me." After that, Boom walked out of the grotto with his head held high.
Rikka was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then curled her lips. Although she was not as strong as Boom, compared with her, it always seemed like child's play.
The black wooden staff floated in mid-air, and the two short blades swayed very lazily. Boom chuckled and shook his head, and then chanted the space spell.
"The egg of the mayfly, the source of magic power, the scarlet vacuum tunnel, the countless black spots that penetrate the barrier, attack the magic circle in my name!"
When the last syllable ended, the flame halberd appeared out of thin air again. A little disappointment flashed in Rikka's eyes, but he had no intention of defending.
However, at the same time, ventriloquism came again. But what appeared was not another flame halberd, but the howling cold wind, and the magic power fluctuations changed instantly.
Nearly a hundred wind blades circled around the flame halberd. After locking on the target, they shot away at the same time. A huge roar resounded through the ice field, the snow drifted wildly, and countless ice trees fell apart.
At this time, there is a plant above Boom's head, which is like twin flowers that never leave each other. But one flower is always extremely hot, while the other one is extremely cold.
"Brother, although your attack today is fierce, it is just a series of two magic spells, and it has not yet reached the level of fusion."
"If my brother mixes those wind blades and flame halberds together to form some kind of new spell, I guess there will be a few more damages on Rikka's leather robe."
"It's just that since it's a battle, you have to come and go. Brother, I'm done. Now it's Rikka's turn."
Rikka slowly stood up from the pit, and then her tan skin and short blade faded away. She picked up the ice pick and looked at Boom with a wicked smile.
Boom was stunned when he heard this, and then he smiled bitterly and launched a defensive array. The earth wall rose again, water seeped into all the gaps, and a medium-grade magic crystal shattered in the palm of his hand.
"Gift of liberation! The first dance, the sound of the piano!" The sweet screams of the six flowers reached his ears, and Boom felt that the world suddenly stagnated, and then the petal magic patterns of the defense circle dimmed, and finally turned into spots of light.
"Brother, what are you hiding in there? Rikka is hungry, why don't you go cook!" Rikka put the short blade on the opponent's neck, and then rubbed it ruthlessly.
This is a special habit of the two sparring, and it is also a small move that heralds the opponent's complete defeat. Boom put away the black wooden staff, then turned and walked towards the grotto.
"Rikka, although you are not a magician, you woke me up today." Boom said with a smile while chewing the dried meat.
"No way! That's just a little suggestion, but if my brother can combine different types of magic, his attack power will increase exponentially."
Rikka replied with some pride, her brows filled with pride. She was able to help her brother practice today, which was her biggest gain. As for whether the other party could integrate magic power, it was just her wild nonsense.