The most powerful wizard in the magic world

His heart was like a raging fire, illuminating the dark shadows of the trees around him. The dense white forest blocked out the light of the sky, as if trying to block his escape route.

"Hurry, don't let him run away!" A Gothic sage in a black robe shouted loudly. His voice penetrated the treetops, as if it had a magical power that could penetrate every corner and reach every follower.

"There's the hut ahead!" another follower, young Mira, said eagerly, holding her staff tightly in her hand as if it would be her only weapon against the threat.

Gellin flashed between the trees ahead. He moved the explosive potion in his hand and calmly considered the tactics. The potion in his hand flickered with a faint light, like the last hope in his heart. Without time to hesitate, he threw the potion behind him.

"Be careful! Explosives!" Mira reacted quickly, pulling the brother next to her and shouting in a low voice.

Boom! The explosives exploded in the pursuit, the scarred trees were blown apart, the debris flew everywhere, and the pursuit team was immediately in a panic. Gerling glanced at it and was secretly relieved, thinking that this would at least delay their pace.

"He's ahead, hurry up and catch up!" The Gothic Sage's voice sounded again, with unyielding coldness. Facing the pursuer's roar, Gerlin accelerated his running, and every nerve in his body told him that he could not stop, and could not retreat.

The dusk light shines through the treetops, creating mottled shadows. Gerling shuttles between the tree trunks. This path will soon lead him to the edge of the White Wood Castle. The castle is like a giant beast, standing in the green ocean, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

"He's almost at the edge of the castle, we must stop him!" Mira swung her staff vigorously, casting a flickering magic barrier in an attempt to reduce Gerlin's space to escape.

"Quick, use the teleportation talisman!" The Gothic Sage gritted his teeth, took out a rune with an ancient symbol on it from his arms, and quickly cut through the air like a sharp blade.

Gerlin could vaguely hear the sound of runes flying behind him, and his heart tightened. He knew that this meant the pursuit would become more dangerous. If he was teleported over, he would be in an unknown situation.

The shadow of the castle gradually enveloped him. Gerlin encouraged himself secretly and tried to make his pace faster. At this moment, a half-open wooden door appeared in front of him. Warm candlelight shone through the door, as if calling him.

"Hurry, come in!" A tall knight poked his head out from behind the door. It was Edric, the captain of the guard of Whitewood Castle. When he saw Gerlin coming, he hurriedly opened the door.

Gerling rushed in without hesitation, his hurried steps seemed to have taken away his last bit of strength. He looked back and saw the pursuers approaching, and panic echoed in his heart.

"What's wrong with you, Gerling? Why are you so miserable?" Edric closed the door, locked the bolt, and frowned.

"No time to explain. The Gothic Sage's team is outside." Gerlin panted and quickly explained the situation like a wounded beast.

"They're looking for you again?" Edric was angry and lowered his voice, revealing uneasiness. "We can't let them succeed. Quick, prepare for battle!"

"Are you ready to deal with it?" Gerlin looked at Edric. Although he was anxious, his question was full of helplessness.

Edric clenched the sword in his hand and nodded firmly: "As long as they dare to come in, I will never let them get close to you."

As the sound of knocking on the door gradually approached, Gerling's thoughts came back from the chaos. He leaned against the wall, staring at the movement outside the door, secretly planning his next move in his mind.

"We need to set a trap," Gelling suggested quietly, the idea already forming in his mind.

A trace of thought flashed in Edric's eyes, and he nodded in agreement: "Okay, what's your plan?"

"Using the mechanisms in the castle, we can set up an explosive device at the door to trap them." Gerlin said, pointing to a wooden box nearby. "And that piece of floor can be used for hiding."

"This is too dangerous." Edric hesitated, "What if they find out in advance——"

"We don't have time to hesitate. This is a way to survive." Gerling said firmly. His eyes were firm, like a sharp sword piercing deeply into Edric's heart.

"Okay, I believe you." Edrick finally nodded, and the two quickly started to act. Gerling and Edrick turned over wooden boxes and all the materials they could find, and worked hard to build a simple detonation device.

"Do you think you can succeed?" Edric couldn't help but ask while he was busy, still feeling a little uneasy.

"We have no other choice." While making arrangements, Gerling encouraged himself, "As long as we can delay them, there is hope."

The banging on the door became more and more intense, and the door seemed to be about to tear apart under the violent impact. Edric blocked the door with a wooden bar with force, his face solemn: "Hurry, get ready, don't let them break in!"

Just as the two were getting ready, the pursuers outside the door had gathered together and were whispering about how to rush in.

"We must break this door!" Mira's voice rang out from outside, with infinite determination and courage, "In order to catch him, we can't give up!"

"These people are really stubborn." Edric gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, like a sharp sword ready to be unsheathed at any time. Misfortune was like a dark cloud weighing on the hearts of the two men.

"Let them come." Garlin calmed down and turned to Edric and said, "Get ready, and stand by to detonate the device."

At a moment when he could almost feel the frenzy outside, the pursuers finally launched a fierce attack, and the door panel almost collapsed under the impact. Gerling's heart tightened, and with a loud bang, the door panel was knocked open.

"Shoot!" Edric shouted, leaped up, swung his sword violently, and attacked the invading enemy.

Gerlin was not to be outdone, he raised his weapon and prepared to fight alongside Edric. However, at this moment, the pursuers outside had gathered, firing arrows at the same time, and the momentum of the black mass was approaching.