The most powerful wizard in the magic world

Deep in the dark and damp cave, Gerlin's heartbeat echoed like thunder. He had just used vomiting powder to dissolve the attack of the stone slab. The stone walls around him still exuded a cold breath. He was holding a bright red fruit in his hand, which was shining with an attractive luster, trying to attract the bone-eating flower in front of him.

"Come here, bone-eating flower." Gerlin called in a low voice, frowning slightly. He knew that this strange plant feeds on bones, but now he needed to use this fruit to divert its attention. "As long as you are willing to come closer, I will give it to you."

However, the bone-eating flower swayed its long vines, flashing a strange luster, and made a hoarse voice: "Foolish human, do you think such a fruit can seduce me? My desire for flesh and essence is far beyond the comparison of a fruit!"

"But... this is a fruit you've never seen before!" Gerlin hastily defended himself, his eyes flashing with determination. "It has an extraordinary taste and can give you great power! Just think about how much you will lose if you give up this opportunity!"

The vines of the bone-eating flower loosened slightly, as if considering his proposal. However, it then smiled coldly: "What I need is not strength, but the essence of life. You are just an ant, not worth my trouble to chase."

"Don't try to force me to retreat!" Gerlin gnashed his teeth angrily, holding the fruit in his hand tightly until it turned pale. He knew that delaying any longer would only put him in a more dangerous situation. The attack power of the bone-eating flower was definitely not ordinary, and he could not hesitate any longer. "If you don't cooperate, then I will have to use other methods!"

"Do you want to attack me? Stupid human!" The vines of the bone-eating flower suddenly stretched out and slashed at Gerlin like a whip. Gerlin had never expected it to be so fast, and he quickly dodged sideways, and the fruit almost slipped from his fingertips.

"You're asking for trouble!" Gellin gritted his teeth and mustered up his courage. He quickly took out a bottle of potion from his backpack and prepared to sprinkle it on the bone-eating flower. "I don't want to be your enemy, but if you insist on destroying me, then I can only do my best!"

"Poor creature, do you really think you can defeat me?" The Bone-Eating Flower's voice was filled with disdain and coldness. Its vines snaked out again and chased after Gerlin at lightning speed.

Gerlin's heart tightened, and he was in a desperate situation. He quickly stepped back, trying to keep a distance from the bone-eating flower, and then raised his hand to sprinkle the potion. In an instant, a pungent gas spread out, and the potion fell on the vines of the bone-eating flower, making a crackling sound.

"Wow! What are you doing?" The angry voice of the Bone-Eating Flower suddenly became high-pitched. It seemed to feel a little uncomfortable, and its vines twisted in the air. "Damn you, you insolent human!"

"This is the weapon I can use against you!" Gerlin took the opportunity to retreat, secretly praying that the potion would work. He knew that the bone-eating flower was not as fragile as he imagined, but he could not miss the opportunity at this moment.

"I'll make you pay!" The vines of the bone-eating flower began to twist, as if brewing a more violent attack. Gerlin felt a sense of oppression coming towards him, the air around him seemed to become heavy, and his breathing gradually quickened.

"Hurry, find a way to avoid being approached by it!" He warned himself secretly in his heart.

At this moment, a low roar suddenly came from the other side of the cave, as if something was approaching. Gerlin's heart suddenly shook, could it be that the creature that had been gnawing on the stone slab had revived again?

"You disgusting plant, if you don't want to die, then stay still!" he shouted, trying to cover up the impending threat with his voice.

"Humph, you are so self-righteous!" The bone-eating flower laughed contemptuously, and its vines rushed towards Gerlin like a gust of wind, as if to tear him apart. At this critical moment, Gerlin suddenly turned around and ran towards the deep cave, ignoring the pursuit behind him.

"You can't escape!" the Bone-Eating Plant roared. Its huge and powerful vines chased after it, whistling and chopping down, and the air was filled with a biting chill.

Gerlin ran desperately, and even though he was running at full speed, he could still feel the cold air following him. His mind was in a mess, thinking about how to get rid of this invisible threat.

The surrounding stone walls began to narrow, and the cave seemed to swallow him up. He looked up and saw a bright exit in front of him, but before he could reach it, the vines behind him were already approaching.

"Can't stop!" he shouted in his heart, his legs felt like they weighed a thousand pounds as he rushed forward with all his might.

At this moment, the vines behind him came like lightning, almost passing by Gerling's back. Just when he was about to reach the exit, the vines suddenly twisted, as if to bind him in place.

"Ah!" Gerlin let out a painful roar, struggling to escape from the terrible force. His heart was filled with a strong desire to survive, but in the endless despair, his wrists were tightly entangled by the vines and he could not move.

"See, I never intended to let you go." The Bone-Eating Flower said coldly, with pride and arrogance in its voice.

"You won't succeed!" Gerlin fought back desperately. A trace of courage ignited in his heart, and he was not willing to give up just like that. "Even if it means death, I will make you pay the price!"

"What a ridiculous provocation!" The bone-eating flower didn't care. Its vines began to tighten gradually, as if they were going to tear Gerlin apart.

At this critical moment, a loud noise suddenly sounded from the other side of the cave, and the vibration carried incredible power. Gerlin was suddenly startled. Could it be... someone outside?

"Who... is this?" The Bone-Eating Flower also noticed something strange, and its vines paused slightly, as if it was hesitating.

"Come on, let me escape!" Hope ignited in Gerlin's heart, and he rushed forward with all his strength, crawling towards the faint light. At this critical moment, the vines of the bone-eating flower suddenly loosened, as if being forcibly pulled by some force, and turned to escape.

"I won't let you escape!" Gerlin shouted loudly, but it was of no use. The figure of the bone-eating flower gradually disappeared in the light, and only a cold laugh echoed in the cave.

"Foolish human, your end will be even more tragic!"

"Don't even think about running!" Gerlin roared, his heart filled with resentment and anger. He knew that this encounter was far from over, and the threat behind was still brewing.

"The cloud of death gathers here, devouring all life and turning it into dust!" He sprinkled black powder out of the window. As he chanted the spell, the powder gradually gathered in the air and formed a black cloud.

"Come on, explode!" He waved his arms vigorously, inspiring the cloud. The cloud twisted in the air, expanding continuously, and then turned into a terrifying wave that rushed straight towards the devil vines and bone-eating flowers. Gerlin's eyes flashed with determination, and this time he did not hesitate.

"You horrible creatures, today is the end!" He roared, feeling a little excited and worried about his decision. Under his call, a huge black cloud rolled towards the backyard like a raging wave, instantly sweeping away all the vines and plants.

"Ah... no! You human! You will regret it!" The voice of the Bone-Eating Flower was mixed with angry screams, and the vines twisted wildly, trying to use the ground to resist the black storm.

"No more delay!" Gellin used all his strength to put his mind into the spell. His voice was full of unyielding power. The black mist was like a bottomless vortex, engulfing the roots of the bone-eating flower and the devil vines, turning them into countless ashes.

The terrifying death cloud covered the entire backyard, and everything around it turned into dust in an instant. Gerlin stood in front of the window with a blazing gaze, until the scene in front of him gradually became clear, and he realized that the black cloud was not just an attack on the enemy.

"Oops..." He muttered, with cold sweat oozing from his forehead. Although the power of the death cloud destroyed the vines and the bone-eating flower, it also brought with it consequences that he could not have imagined.

"My defensive magic array!" Gerlin was shocked, realizing that the release of this power had caused serious damage to the surface structure of the villa. Cracks began to appear on the originally solid walls, and the ground was shaking slightly, as if the entire villa was crumbling under the power of his spell.

"Quick! Go check!" His heart was filled with alarm, and he didn't care to calm down, and quickly ran to the hall in the center of the villa. The door closed behind him, and a strange chill permeated the house, and it seemed that even the air began to become heavy.

"What is going on?" he asked himself in a low voice, sweat already oozing out of his palms and the anxiety in his heart surging like a tide.

The spell book trembled slightly in his hand, as if warning him. Gerlin leaned over to check and saw that the runes on the ground had become blurred, and there was a thin black smoke coming out from the side.

"Damn it! If this magic formation collapses, I won't be able to withstand subsequent attacks!" He cursed inwardly, anxiously thinking about how to repair this line of defense.

"The villa has suffered too much damage and must be repaired with other materials." Gerlin gritted his teeth and decided. He turned quickly and ran towards the storage room.

"I still remember that bottle of strengthening potion, which should help the witch formation recover." He muttered to himself, his heart full of anxiety and uneasiness. In his heart, he knew how dangerous this decision was, but he had no choice.

The journey to the storage room seemed particularly long. Gerlin's footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, like the sound of a drum beating in his heart. The ruthless black fog was still raging in the backyard, as if it was the price he paid for his magic.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" He urged himself secretly, and finally arrived in front of the storage room. Gerling opened the door, his nerves tense, as if an enemy would pounce from the darkness at any time. Inside, everything was in order, with potions and materials available.

"Found it!" He grabbed a bottle of turbid potion, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart. This potion was the result of his many experiments, and it could absorb the surrounding energy and transform it into the repair power of the witch formation.

Gerlin carefully put the potion into his arms and turned to go back. At this moment, the door of the storage room suddenly closed, and the heavy closing sound shocked him.

"Who?" He turned his head alertly and looked around, but saw only darkness. He was startled, thinking of those escaping creatures, and rushed to the door without thinking too much.

"Damn it, why is it so dark?" He pushed the door hard, but it was as firm as iron.

"Don't be afraid, it's me." A low voice sounded behind him, startling Gerlin so much that he turned around suddenly and saw a face. It was his good friend Alvin.

"Alvin, why are you here?" He relaxed a little.

"I heard some noise outside, so I came to see you." Alvin's eyes flashed with concern, and then he noticed the potion in Gerlin's hand. "This is..."

"We must quickly repair the villa's defensive formation. I have already dispersed the devil vines and bone-eating flowers, but this has also shaken the entire structure." Gerlin explained eagerly, his eyes full of anxiety.

"I'll help you." Alvin nodded firmly, and the two of them quickly worked together and returned to the hall.

"Sprinkle the potion evenly on the key points of the magic formation." Gerling instructed, feeling uneasy. Alvin followed his instructions and began to sprinkle the potion on the runes on the ground.

"I hope this works." Gerling muttered to himself, and his consciousness, which had been focused on the spell, began to return. He prayed inwardly that this decision would not bring about a greater disaster.

As the potion was sprinkled, the runes of the witch array were surrounded by a faint light and gradually regained a little color. Gerlin saw it and felt a little relieved, but he knew that this was far from enough.

"Hurry up, increase the force a little more!" He encouraged Alvin. At this time, his eyes were cast towards the backyard again, and a trace of uneasiness enveloped him in his heart. A crisis that could not be ignored was waiting for them.

"I can sense that the subsequent threats are still approaching." Gerling said in a deep voice, with worry on his face, as if a dark cloud was hanging over his heart. "This decision may really require paying a higher price."

"We can definitely hold out," Alvin responded firmly, with conviction in his voice. They continued to speed up and do everything they could to repair the shelter.

As time went by, the rune gradually regained its due brilliance, and the flame of hope continued to burn in the hearts of Gerlin and Alvin. "Quick, seize the last opportunity!" Gerlin shouted loudly, and a surge of courage ignited in his heart.

Just when everything seemed to be getting better, there was a sudden violent tremor outside, like thunder in the distance. They almost stopped what they were doing at the same time, looking at each other, their faces full of anxiety.

"What is this?" Alvin held the potion tightly in his hand, with doubt in his eyes.

"Continue to speed up the repairs. We must be prepared before the enemy arrives." Gerlin raised the spell book, ready to summon the last line of defense.

At this time, the whistling sound coming from the backyard was like the whisper of a devil, which made them feel nervous. Gerlin felt a strong breath approaching, and the biting cold instantly enveloped the whole room.

"It's them! They're back!" he exclaimed, a sense of crisis that could not be ignored suddenly surged into his heart. Although the villa had restored some of its defenses at this time, they still felt insignificant in the face of the powerful forces brought by the devil vines and bone-eating flowers.

"Gerlin, we must hold on!" Alvin gritted his teeth, his eyes gleaming with determination. "We must not lose this time!"

Gerlin nodded, and as the rock trembled more and more, the two young mages ignited their last hope and courage in the approaching darkness. No matter what the outcome, they would meet the coming test with unwavering determination.