The most powerful wizard in the magic world

Gelling held the bottle of "Gelling Water" that was gleaming with light, with a complicated expression. The laboratory exuded a faint smell of medicine, surrounded by books and experimental equipment, and no one was around. It was night, and the moonlight outside the window shone through the hollow curtains, sprinkled on the table, reflecting the color of the potion.

"Are you really going to drink it?" Xizi looked at Gerlin while tidying up the test tubes on the table, with some worry in her eyes.

Gerling was silent for a moment and took a deep breath. "This is my only chance. If I can't break through this level, my efforts will be worthless."

"But you know what the consequences are." Xizi frowned, put down the water bottle in her hand, and looked at his expression carefully. "We need more research, maybe there are other safer ways."

"Safety?" Gerlin sneered, "How can there be any safety on the path of a wizard? Everyone has to go through countless failures and pains. I can't wait any longer, Xizi."

Xizi sighed, with a bit of helplessness in her eyes. "I understand your anxiety, but the side effects of 'Gerlin Water' have not been clearly documented so far. This is not a joke."

A silence spread between the two of them. Gerlin lowered his head and gently stroked the bottle with his fingers. The potion seemed to emit a mysterious energy that attracted his attention, but also made him feel a little scared.

"If you lose control, or..." Xizi stopped herself before she finished her words. She didn't want to let those unfortunate possibilities influence his decision.

"Or what, Xizi?" Gerlin looked straight into her eyes. "I have already shouldered too much hope and despair in my life. I can't retreat anymore."

Xizi's heart tightened, thinking of how excellent wizards Gerlin's parents were, but now they died early due to an accident. He was under great pressure, as if he had to fill the gap in his own way.

"Okay." Xizi finally compromised and softened her tone. "If this is what you really want, I will accompany you."

Gerlin was slightly startled, then held her hand gratefully. "Thank you, Xizi. No matter what the outcome is, I am not afraid as long as you are by my side."

Xizi nodded, and although she was still hesitant in her heart, she did not say anything. She knew that Gerling's desire for this bottle of "Gerling Water" could not be changed by simple persuasion.

"Are you ready?" Xizi finally regained her composure and began to prepare a drinking environment for Gerlin.

Gerlin slowly stood up, walked to the window, and looked up at the starry sky. "I am ready. Whether it is glory or loss, I will face it."

The wind outside the window blew gently, shaking the leaves on the treetops, as if nature was cheering him on. Gerlin turned around and looked at Xizi with a firm gaze. "Let me fall. I will sacrifice everything on this road."

Gerlin slowly poured the potion into the small cup. The clear liquid swayed in the cup like flowing stars. He slowly raised the cup and glanced at Xizi, as if looking for a hint of approval.

"Cheers." Xizi smiled slightly. Although there was uneasiness in her smile, she could not deny her support and trust in Gerlin.

"Cheers." Gerling responded softly, and the tension in his heart grew stronger as the cup got closer.

After taking a sip, the potion melted on the tip of his tongue instantly, and a warm feeling surged into his body, accompanied by a strange feeling of numbness. He shuddered and immediately felt his body imprisoned by an invisible force. Xizi immediately noticed his change and approached nervously.

"Gerlin, are you okay?" Xizi grabbed his hand and felt the warmth of his palm.

"It's okay..." Gerling could not control himself, his eyes began to blur, as if he was in some kind of illusion. The surrounding laboratory gradually became blurry, and the walls were also distorted.

"Focus, Gerlin!" Xizi shouted, trying to wake him up from his trance. "Remember your goal and control yourself!"

He held Xizi's hand tightly, feeling the reality brought by her warmth. He tried to free himself from the illusion and struggled to get closer to clear thinking. "I..." He panted, struggling to regain consciousness.

"You can do it!" Xizi stared at him intently, trying to give him faith and energy. "Relax and feel your magic!"

Gerlin closed his eyes and began to feel the magical energy flowing deep in his body. He didn't know if he was dreaming. His parents kept appearing in his mind, as well as the countless times he studied those ancient books in the library. Their voices seemed to whisper in his ears, inspiring him to move forward courageously.

He tried to turn these emotions into strength, pouring into his body like a tide, trying to break through the shackles deep in his soul. Time seemed to stand still, and everything around him gradually faded away in the process, leaving only his breath and Xizi's breath blending together.

"Gerlin, listen to me!" Xizi's voice rang clearly in his ears, "Throw away all your fears and anxieties, and devote yourself to it!"

He nodded, and the anxiety in his heart gradually faded, replaced by a strong sense of confidence. He slowly opened his eyes, and his vision became clear. The Xizi in front of him was like a beam of warm sunshine, illuminating his path to the unknown.

"I feel it..." Gerlin's voice was low but full of power, "I feel my potential is exploding!"

Xizi smiled with relief, finally revealing a long-lost smile. "Hold on! Keep concentrating and gather all your energy into your magic core!"

Gerlin took a deep breath, as if his body was pierced by a stream of heat, and the magical fluctuations around him became more and more obvious. All the energy seemed to be guiding him, resonating with every cell in his body. He felt that the bottleneck was gradually shaking.

"A little more!" Xizi encouraged, clenching her hands as if injecting her own hope into this power.

The conducted magic power began to gather at an alarming speed. Gerlin's eyes were firm, as if he could see through the invisible barrier. He clenched his fist and felt a strong impact. In an instant, it seemed as if he had broken through a key point, and the surrounding space also shook.

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