The most powerful wizard in the magic world

"Gerlin, what are you doing?" A deep voice suddenly came from behind, breaking the silence in the room. Gerlin turned around and saw his deputy Barron, a burly, rugged-looking man.

"I'm preparing a hunting plan, Barron. Our prey will appear at the ceremony next week." Gerling's tone was calm, but with a hint of excitement. He knew that this would be an opportunity to change the situation.

Barron walked closer and looked at the information, frowning slightly. "Do you really think those third-class apprentices can be our targets? They are not simple. Although there are few of them, if they are discovered by their mentors, we may be in trouble."

"So my plan is to strike when they are most relaxed." Gerlin tapped the table with his finger. "Next week's ceremony is a good time. All the apprentices will gather together without the close supervision of the mentor. It is the best time for us to strike."

"Then how do you plan to do it?" Barron was a little hesitant. He was used to acting cautiously.

"Although we are few in number, we can use the surrounding environment to cover ourselves. If we can create chaos during the ceremony, we can easily deal with those apprentices." Gerlin said, with a cunning light in his eyes. He knew that chaos was the easiest excuse to hide actions.

"It sounds feasible, but it still requires some preparation. I'll prepare everything." Barron nodded. He had no doubt about Gerling's ability.

"Very good." Garlin smiled. "Go and inform the rest of the team and remind them not to be too public. I hope everyone can keep this plan a secret. This plan is extremely important."

Barron left, and the cabin returned to silence. Only Gelling continued to take detailed notes at the desk. He became more and more excited, and he could not miss any details. In his view, this was not just a simple hunt, but the first step in his climb up.

"There can't be any more mistakes." Gerling muttered to himself with a firm look in his eyes.

A few nights later, the ceremony took place as planned. A bright moon hung in the sky, illuminating every corner of the campus. The apprentices gathered in the central square, and the atmosphere was warm and cheerful. There were constant sounds of children's voices and laughter, and the interaction between them seemed to be free of any worries.

"Today is a good day, let's celebrate!" An apprentice raised his glass and cheered.

"Yes, today is our reunion!" another apprentice echoed, and everyone raised their glasses.

In the secluded place in the woods far away, Gerling and Barron's team were quietly observing all this. Each member was an elite and meticulous person.

"They look very relaxed," Gerling said in a low voice.

"But this also means that we have to be more careful. If they relax and if the instructor notices, we'll be doomed." Barron stared at the square intently.

"But this is the best time." Gerlin raised a smile. "Look, those third-class apprentices are quite far away. We can approach from the side."

"I understand." Barron nodded, his eyes firm. "When you attack, let me go first. If anything goes wrong, I will cover your retreat."

"You're as reliable as ever, Barron." Gelling gave him an encouraging look.

As the glasses clinked in the square, the atmosphere became more and more heated. Gerling and his companions began to approach the target. Then, a sudden explosion was deafening, and thick smoke rose, instantly breaking the cheerful atmosphere.

"What's going on?" The apprentices were panicked, looking around in a state of restlessness.

"Hurry, find cover immediately!" an apprentice screamed, trying to command everyone.

"Let's take advantage of this opportunity!" Gellin took a deep breath and led his men to rush towards the panicked third-class apprentices. In the chaos, several apprentices were quickly captured by Gellin and his men.

"Let me go, who are you!" An apprentice struggled desperately, his voice trembling.

"Don't even think about resisting, just listen to me." Barron said coldly, grabbing his wrist mercilessly.

"What are you looking for? We are just third-class apprentices!" Another apprentice twisted his body, as if trying to get away.

"You will all become stepping stones for us to improve our strength." Gerlin smiled coldly, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

At this time, the chaos in the square had almost reached its peak, and some instructors began to notice something was wrong and quickly rushed over. Gerlin quickly realized that time was running out and he had to quickly resolve the target.

"Don't waste time, act quickly!" Gerling commanded calmly, and his men quickly took action to take these apprentices away.

At this moment, a female apprentice in the crowd screamed: "Gerlin! What are you doing here?"

Gerlin was stunned, and his heart tightened. "She recognized me!" He was shocked and felt that things had become difficult.

"Quick, catch her!" Barron also sensed the crisis and quickened his actions.

"Why are you doing this! We haven't offended you!" The female apprentice struggled desperately and tried to call for her companions around her.

"Don't scream!" Barron covered her mouth with his hand, his eyes full of coldness.

The instructors from all sides rushed towards Gerling in the chaos, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Gerling realized that staying here was a huge risk and had to think quickly about his next move.

"Quick, retreat! We need to move!" Gerling commanded loudly and made the decision calmly.

"But the apprentices..." Barron hesitated.

"We can't delay any longer! If we don't leave here, we will be surrounded!" Gerling calmly analyzed the situation. He knew that if he didn't escape, the consequences would be extremely serious.

"Listen to him, let's go!" Barron did not hesitate any longer and quickly pulled the female apprentice back together. The other men assisted from behind, desperately protecting their retreat.

At this moment, the instructors had already arrived around the square and called them urgently. "What are you doing?"

"Go!" Gerlin did not retreat but advanced, raised the weapon in his hand and shouted at the instructors.

The instructors looked at each other, and several of them realized that things were not going well, and quickly organized a counterattack. Gerling seized the opportunity and ran into the depths of the forest with his men.

"Let them chase!" Barron shouted as he ran, gripping the hilt of his knife tightly, ready to fight at any time.