The most powerful wizard in the magic world

The light in the room was dim, and the oil lamp in the corner was swaying slightly, emitting a weak light. The air was filled with a pungent smell of fish and decay, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable. Gerling had a vague sense of uneasiness in his heart. He knew that what he was about to face would be a scene beyond common sense.

"What a suffocating place." Gellin frowned and said to himself.

At this moment, his sight was attracted by a transparent figure in the center of the room. The figure looked blurry, but it seemed to contain deep pain and hatred. Gerlin's heartbeat accelerated, and countless questions flashed through his mind: "What is this? Is it a soul, or a prisoner?"

"Who are you?" he couldn't help but ask, his voice sounded particularly small in the cold space.

The transparent figure slowly turned around. Although it had no facial features, one could still sense the desire and despair. Its voice was like the breeze blowing through the treetops, low and ethereal: "I am a forgotten soul, wandering here for hundreds of years."

Gerling's heart was shocked, as if he was deeply attracted by the voice. He stared at the shadow and asked sternly, "Why are you here? This is an autopsy room. What does your existence have to do with this place?"

"I used to be a doctor, dedicated to exploring the mysteries of life," the shadow slowly moved, as if telling a tragic story. "But my greed for power led me to a dead end. I used forbidden experiments, but ended up suffering the consequences. I was bound here by this negative energy and could never escape."

"You mean, you conducted a forbidden experiment?" Gerlin was full of doubts. "Then do you know how to break the shackles of this negative energy?"

"The key to breaking free is a pure heart and true regret." Shadow's voice revealed a hint of helplessness, "But I no longer have that. If you want to know the truth, you must face my past."

At this time, Irene followed Gerlin in. Seeing the atmosphere here, a look of fear appeared on her face: "Gerlin, what happened here?"

"I am talking to this soul." Gerling replied, but it aroused greater doubts in his heart. "This soul was once a doctor, but because of his pursuit of power, he fell into taboo experiments and was eventually trapped here."

Irene looked at the transparent shadow, her voice trembling slightly: "So... are you willing to help us unlock the secrets of this place?"

The transparent shadow turned around, as if thinking. "I can tell you some truths, but you must agree to one condition."

"What conditions?" asked Gellin, eyeing it warily.

"Please tell the world about my crimes. I have done too many wrong things in my life. If I can use this as a warning to others, perhaps I can be freed." There was a hint of expectation and despair in the shadow's tone.

"Is this your only wish?" Irene asked softly, revealing a hint of sympathy.

"Yes. My soul can no longer be redeemed, but I hope that future generations can learn from my mistakes." Shadow's voice became deeper and deeper. "Now, I can guide you to find a way to break the negative energy."

"How do you break the shackles of negative energy?" asked Gerling.

"You need three elements: a flower of death, a drop of pure life dew, and a flawless magic branch." The transparent shadow gradually condensed into a shape and pointed to the dark corner in the distance. "These things may exist somewhere in this laboratory, but they are all protected by invisible forces."

Irene bit her lip and mustered up the courage to ask, "If we can find these elements, can you guarantee that we won't be disturbed by negative energy?"

Shadow shook his head slowly: "Once you start looking, it means you will be attracted to negative energy. You must be careful and keep your heart pure. Otherwise, you may fall into the abyss like me and cannot extricate yourself."

Gerlin's heart tightened. Seeing Shadow so serious, he understood the danger of this matter. He nodded with difficulty. "We understand. We will try our best to protect ourselves."

"I will guide you." Shadow's voice became firm. "You can look for clues in those experimental instruments or books."

"Thank you," Irene whispered, feeling both grateful and terrified.

"Go quickly, time waits for no one." The transparent shadow seemed impatient. It gradually became transparent in the air and dissipated into nothingness.

"Where do we begin?" Gelling asked, his eyes darting around the room.

Irene raised her head, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes: "We can start with those books, maybe we can find a description of the flower of death."

"Good idea." Gerlin nodded and began to search the bookshelf. "Look for those devices and see if you can find the life dew and magic branches."

The two divided the work, Irene carefully searched the bookshelf, while Gerling studied the seemingly complicated equipment on the laboratory table. As time went by, they gradually found some tattered books that recorded in detail the uses of various plants and medicines.

"Here's an article about the Flower of Death!" Erin shouted excitedly, pointing to a yellowed page of paper. "The Flower of Death is an extremely rare plant that grows in dark and humid places. Legend has it that it can produce a miraculous transformation between rebirth and death under extreme circumstances."

Gerling walked closer and quickly scanned the pages. "So, this flower might be related to the negative energy we're facing?"

“Yes, it seems that we need to look for it under the moonlight, and it usually appears in ancient cemeteries.” Irene’s eyes sparkled, “This will be our first target!”

"Then let's set off quickly." Gerlin sorted out the books and put them back in their original place with a firm look in his eyes.

At this moment, a sudden cold wind blew, and the temperature in the room dropped suddenly, as if an invisible force was approaching. Irene felt uneasy and quickly held Gerlin's hand: "Let's leave here quickly, negative energy seems to be gathering!"

Gerlin held the oil lamp tightly in his hand, with a trace of fear in his heart, but he also knew that only by leaving could he ensure safety. They ran towards the door without hesitation, but just as they were about to leave, the shadows on the wall suddenly became distorted and surrounded them.

"Hurry, don't stop!" Gerlin yelled, pulling Irene towards the door.

The shadows behind them surged like a tide, and they could feel the biting cold coming, as if it was going to swallow them up. At this moment, a thought suddenly flashed through Gerlin's mind: "We can't be defeated by fear! No matter what, we have to find those three things to save ourselves!"

"Come on, hurry up!" Irene encouraged herself and urged Gerlin.

A moment later, they rushed out of the autopsy room and slammed the door. "We succeeded!" Irene panted, her face full of excitement and anxiety.

"Do you think that shadow is trustworthy?" Irene's voice was still trembling slightly, and there was a glimmer of anxiety in her eyes. "It claims to be the owner of the laboratory. Is this true?"

Garlin took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. "I don't know, but whether it's real or not, it obviously has extraordinary abilities. Maybe we should give it a chance and try to understand it all."

There was a sudden flash of light at the end of the corridor, and then a transparent figure slowly floated over. Its shape gradually became clearer, and it emitted a soft light, like the faint light from the starry sky.

"You don't have to be afraid," Shadow said slowly, his voice still ethereal but firm, "I won't hurt you."

Irene involuntarily took a step back, but Gerlin stood in front and stared at the shadow: "Who are you? You said you are the owner of the laboratory, so what happened in this place?"

Shadow smiled slightly, revealing a warm breath. "I am a doctor named Hudson who once devoted myself to scientific exploration. This laboratory is my lifelong dream, but the knowledge I pursued led me to the abyss. Now, my soul is trapped here and can only exist in this form."

"Doctor Hudson," Gellin pondered slowly and continued to ask, "What is the ball of light you mentioned? Why did you give it to us?"

The transparent figure slowly moved forward, with a ball of light flickering in its palm, as if it contained endless energy. "This is my gift to you. It can strengthen your will and strength, and help you resist the invasion of negative energy in the rest of your journey."

Irene was shocked and couldn't help asking, "But why us? Why do you believe that we can complete this task?"

"Because you have pure hearts." Hudson's voice was gentle but firm. "Although I have done many wrong things, I see hope and courage in you. If you can use this light to find a way to break the negative energy, I believe this will also be a kind of redemption for my past."

Gerlin hesitated slightly, alert in his heart: "If we accept this ball of light, what will be the consequences?"

"You will feel increased energy and strength, but at the same time, you may also face greater tests." Hudson's voice became deeper. "The stronger the negative energy, the more severe the test will be. If you don't have a firm determination, the ball of light may become a burden to you."

"I understand." Gerlin took a deep breath and said firmly, "No matter how dangerous it is, we will not retreat. I want to know more. Can you tell us how to use this ball of light?"

Hudson nodded slightly, and the light ball flashed warmly in his palm. His voice gradually became clearer: "When you feel afraid or confused, hold it tightly, think about your goals and beliefs, and the light ball will guide you."

Irene looked at the ball of light, a hint of anticipation flashing in her eyes: "We will try our best, but...how do we find those three elements?"

"There are clues to guide you in different areas of the laboratory." Hudson said slowly, "The clue to the Flower of Death is in the ancient documents, while the Life Dew and the Magic Branch are hidden in the experimental instruments and specimens. You need to look carefully, stay vigilant and highly focused."

"We will be careful." Garlin held Irene's hand and nodded firmly. "We must find them as soon as possible. If we want to break the control of negative energy, we can't let fear trap ourselves."

"Remember, your mind is the most powerful weapon." Hudson's voice was soft and encouraging. "Believe in yourself and believe in each other. Only the light of the mind can dispel the darkness."

Faced with Hudson's encouragement, hope ignited in Irene's heart: "We will find clues as soon as possible and complete this task!"

"Then I will give this ball of light to you." Hudson slowly stretched out his hand, and the ball of light in his palm became brighter and brighter. As he spoke, the ball of light slowly floated into Gerling's hand like a star.

"Catch it, and may the light be with you." Hudson's voice gradually became blurred, but the warm ball of light became brighter in Gerling's hands, as if responding to his inner determination.

"Thank you, Hudson." Gelling felt the warmth of the light and was filled with gratitude. He knew this was an adventure, but also a chance to change his fate. "We will keep your expectations in mind and work hard to complete this mission."

"Go, kids." Hudson's voice was as gentle as the wind. "Good luck to you, and may the light always be with you!"

As Hudson watched, the light from the ball of light illuminated the entire corridor. Gerlin and Irene looked at each other, and they both understood their mission. As the warmth of the ball of light spread in his hands, Gerlin felt that the fear in his heart seemed to be gradually dispelled, and courage followed.

"Let's start with the documents in the bookstore," Gerling suggested. "Once we find clues about the Flower of Death, the challenges ahead will be more difficult."

Irene nodded, a determined smile on her face: "Let's go, we can't hesitate any longer!"

The two worked together, walked out of the corridor, and headed for the bookshelf in the laboratory. The ink smell from the paper was still a little damp, and many books were faintly shining in the dim light. Gerling carefully turned the pages, trying to find information about the Flower of Death.

"Here's a study on ancient plants!" Irene found new clues in a thick book, her tone full of excitement.

"Let me see." Gerling moved closer and read intently.

"The flower of death, scientifically known as 'Eye of Night', is said to grow in cemeteries under moonlight and has the strange power of rebirth and death." Irene pointed at the page with her finger, her voice brisk but slightly nervous, "This flower is considered a taboo in tradition, but if we can find it, maybe it can really help us!"

"Then, our goal is clear." Gerlin closed the book, a look of determination on his face, "Eye of Night, we need to look for it on the next full moon night. Now, we must find the clues to the Life Dew and the Magic Branch as soon as possible."

"I think the life dew might be in a bottle among the experimental instruments." Irene said thoughtfully, "Let's go to the specimen room. There are many bottles used to store potions there."

Gerling nodded, and the two of them walked towards the specimen room. The sense of urgency and unknown challenges in their hearts made them feel stressed, but the faint light in their hands seemed to encourage them.

"No matter what, we can't retreat." He said softly, looking back at Irene, with a determined light in his eyes. "No matter what difficulties we encounter, we must fight side by side."

They walked into the specimen room, which was filled with all kinds of equipment and bottles, and every corner was filled with a mysterious atmosphere. Gerling prayed silently, hoping that the next search would bring unexpected gains.