The short staff in Torild's hand glowed slightly, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm and excitement. "Prepare for the baptism of electricity, Gerlin!" He roared, and his voice echoed in the gray air.

Gellin held the cross sword tightly, the blade flashing a faint light, his face solemn. "Torield, you don't know what you are doing!" He reacted quickly, and a strong electric current was released from the short staff, striking him like lightning. Gellin turned sideways, threw the sword, and quickly dodged the deadly electric current. The lightning flashed through the air and hit the stone wall behind him, instantly splashing countless tiny pieces of gravel and making a loud noise.

"Haha, you are really a coward!" Thorild didn't take it seriously. He gathered energy in his short staff again and prepared to launch a second attack. He seemed to be immersed in the pleasure of his own powerful strength, with an arrogant look on his face.

"This is a pointless fight, Thorild!" Gerlin breathed heavily, his voice revealing a hint of earnestness amidst the tension. He knew that such a confrontation would only lead to heavy damage to both sides. "We used to be friends, why do we have to go down this road of no return?"

"Friend?" Thorild sneered, "That's just a memory of the past. Now I have power that you can't imagine! I will surpass all my opponents and become a truly powerful man!"

"Strong? Relying on only temporary strength? Have you ever thought about what this will bring you?" Gerlin stepped back, unwilling to fight him again. "The price of pursuing power is ultimately the loss of reason and soul."

"Shut up!" Facing Gerlin's determined eyes, Torild felt uneasy. The power of the short staff in his hand seemed unable to fill the emptiness in his heart. "I will make you understand that I am the real winner!" He attacked Gerlin again, and the electricity surged out of the short staff, like an angry snake, rushing towards Gerlin.

Gellin had managed to dodge the previous attack, but this time he had no time to react. The current almost passed by him, and the burning sensation shocked him. He felt suffocated, and realized that if he was hit directly again, the consequences would be disastrous. Just as the crisis was approaching, Gellin tried his best, turned sideways, stomped his left foot on the ground, made a muffled sound, and jumped up with the force, trying to escape the pursuit of the current with a simple body movement.

"Humph!" Seeing Gerlin in such an embarrassed state, a hint of pride appeared on Torild's face. "Still want to escape? Electric current cannot be avoided, especially for a spellcaster like me!" He laughed loudly, as if the situation in front of him was completely under his control.

In mid-air, Gerlin saw that the situation was not good, and he made up his mind and stretched out his hands forward, as if to meet the upcoming attack. Although his sword was abandoned, his will remained firm. "Torield, if I give up the fight to escape, then I will lose completely!" Before he finished speaking, his figure had already landed on the ground, his feet as straight as a spear.

"What!" Thorild didn't expect Gerlin to attack in this situation. He was startled, and undercurrents surged in his hands. However, Gerlin quickly approached at this time, put his hands together, and roared: "Fearless hero, stop right there!"

In an instant, Gellin touched Torild's short staff, and the collision of physical strength and will intertwined in the air, creating an indescribable atmosphere. Although the current of the short staff continued to flow between the two, Gellin's determination was not swallowed up by his enthusiasm.

"How dare you do this!" Torild's face twisted, and the intensity of the electric current in his hand increased again. "You lunatic!"

"The result of the collision is the real victory or defeat." Gerlin whispered, his voice as firm as iron. He was not afraid of the danger in his heart. The power between the two formed a fierce vortex at this moment.

"You don't understand the true meaning of power!" Thorild pressed harder, anger filling his heart, as if he wanted to use this power to crush the opponent in front of him. "I want you to see what the real king of electricity is!"

At this moment, the scene suddenly changed, and a gleam of light flashed in Gerlin's eyes. He suddenly leaned forward, followed Thorild's arm, and leaped swiftly, trying to take the short staff away. The distance between the two of them was instantly shortened, and the power and electricity in their hands mixed together, forming an endless conflict.

"Stupid move!" Thorild was furious, feeling even more uneasy and anxious. "You can't even compete with me!"

"Be careful!" Gerlin tried his best to press down the short staff. The power of the electric current collided violently between him and Torild, with a harsh sound, and instantly caused a shock wave that rushed directly to the surrounding walls, and stones fell one after another.

At this moment, Gerlin turned around swiftly, thinking to himself, "This is my chance!" He took advantage of the situation and smashed the short stick to the ground, trying to direct the power of the electric current in all directions. "If we don't do this, we will all be hurt!"

Thorild obviously couldn't accept this situation. He pulled hard on the short staff, trying to regain control of the situation, but the ripples of electricity spread mercilessly, instantly affecting his arms, causing him to groan in pain involuntarily.

"You will pay for your stupidity!" Torild roared, his eyes filled with madness and despair, trying to regain the lost control at the last moment. "I am the final winner!"

"What are you doing?" Gerling was slightly stunned, and a strong premonition came into his mind. It seemed that this person was about to say goodbye to reason and chase after the bottomless abyss.

Facing the impending crisis, Gellin did not retreat. A trace of fearlessness flashed through his heart, and he knew that even the final duel could not stop him. In order to stop Torild's madness, Gellin used all his strength to face the electric current, using up his last bit of strength to drive his body.

"I will stop all your madness!" Gerlin roared, and in an instant, the electric currents in the air converged, and with thunderous roars and pain, they fiercely attacked Thorild.

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