The most powerful wizard in the magic world

The burning sensation on his skin left him with nowhere to hide. Gerling's dark power flapped like bat wings, carrying a sense of oppression. He turned his head slightly, trying to find a chance to escape, but only more pain was waiting for him.

"Torield, are you still struggling?" Gerlin's voice was like a cold iron chain, tightly locking Torild's heart. There was a smug look on his twisted face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was playing with a puppet that was powerless to resist.

"You devil! I won't give up!" Thorild tried his best to stand up, even though his body was almost weak. He left convulsion marks on the ground with the blood that was about to overflow, like his unyielding resistance.

"Give up? You're still talking about giving up!" The smile on Gerlin's face became more and more ferocious, and his eyes flashed with evil luster. "Your struggle is like a fly trapped in a net. The more you struggle, the more desperate you become. How ridiculous."

A rage rose in Thorild's heart, like a light flickering in the darkness. "You think you can defeat me? I will find any strength to fight back against you, you self-righteous villain!"

Gerlin shook his head in contempt, and with a wave of his hand, darkness surged in like a tide, pressing down on Torild's body. A piercing scream rang through the air, as if countless evil spirits were rushing towards him. "This is your last chance, Torild. Give up resistance, and I will give you a quick death, or you can choose to continue struggling and enjoy the ups and downs of despair."

"Never!" Torild roared, his voice loud but weak, like a cry of despair. He couldn't let fear consume him, and the faith deep in his heart seemed to ignite a little flame at this moment.

"It seems that you are still determined to go to the end." Gerlin's tone was cold, and the shadow in his hand was like a wolf coveting its prey, ready to tear it apart at any time. At this moment, Torilde felt that the pain in his body seemed to disappear for a moment, and was replaced by a strange calmness.

"Don't you think it's a little ridiculous?" Thorild's voice was low and firm, as tough as a rock. "You actually think that strength is everything. You don't understand what true strength is."

"Oh? May I ask what form of 'power' you mean?" Gerlin's sarcasm was mixed with curiosity. He stopped attacking, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. "Is it for the expectations of others, or for a little hope in your heart?"

"Both." Thorild said these two words slowly, his eyes were as sharp as a torch. Deep in his heart, true strength comes from his love for life and protection of others. For him, justice and love will transcend all darkness.

"Love? What is that? The love of a hungry lamb for a wolf? The admiration of a fragile ant for a giant?" Gerlin sneered, then waved his hand vigorously, and a shadow instantly shot towards Torild, as if to devour him completely.

"Love makes people strong and brave. Even in desperate situations, I still believe." He took a deep breath and began to gather the remaining strength in his body. The electric current around him echoed again in a low voice, as if cheering for him.

"You are really stupid." Gerlin said with disdain, a trace of uneasiness flashing in his eyes, as if he did not expect Thorild to cheer up again. "This belief is totally untenable."

"Faith is like an electric current. It is small but constantly accumulating, and it can eventually tear apart all darkness." Thorild's voice was as loud as thunder, and his body began to glow. With the help of the surrounding electric current, he radiated soft light and gradually dispelled the shadows. "You want to stop me, but I will let you see the power of light!"

Gerlin was shocked, and then the black air surged, forming a huge vortex, trying to distort the light of Torild. "Ridiculous belief! Darkness is the essence of the world, and your struggle will only make me more angry!"

Torild did not retreat. He turned his inner determination into a flash of lightning and attacked Gerlin. In an instant, the surrounding electric current seemed to respond to his will, forming a shining beam of light. The strong energy blasted towards Gerlin and hit his heart directly.

In the blink of an eye, Gerlin's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at the scene in disbelief. His dark power seemed insignificant in front of the shining light, and seemed to be gradually swallowed up.

"This is me, Gerlin!" Torild's voice echoed like thunder, and the light continued to spread, approaching the core of the darkness. Struggle and faith intertwined, becoming a pair of invisible hands that constantly attacked the darkness.

"How... How is this possible!" Gerlin was so shocked that he almost lost his mind. The black energy on his body began to surge uncontrollably, as if it became violent in a stress reaction. "I won't accept this! I will destroy you!"

"No matter how powerless you are, you can't stop the arrival of light." A resolute smile bloomed on Thorild's face, and the power of the light continued to grow, as if releasing more and more dazzling hope in the darkness. The air around him became warm and full of vitality again.

"Stop! You abominable puppet!" Gerlin's voice became sharp and angry, and the black shadow on his body surged like a water ball, trying to stop Torild's attack. However, the powerful light power had already exceeded his control and attacked him directly.

At this moment, Thorild's heart was surging like a raging tide, and he had already surpassed the fear of death, and faced the power of light head-on with a fearless attitude. His struggle was not only for himself, but also for the love of life and the desire for hope in his heart.

"Boom!" With a deafening roar, the light tore through the darkness like a torn silk, sweeping everything away in an instant. The power that Torild felt reached its peak in an instant, and even shattered Gerlin's invincible darkness!

"I will chase the light and never give up until my last breath!" Torild's shout pierced through the silence around him. As the light spread, it seemed as if the whole world was cheering for him. He felt the warmth and hope, and an impeccable faith rose in his heart.