The most powerful wizard in the magic world

A trace of disdain flashed across Torid's face. He did not expect that Gerlin could not only withstand his attack so easily, but also the silver light film emitted by the Fallen Star Pendant was extremely dazzling in the night, as if mocking his incompetence.

"Is this all you have?" Thorild sneered, his tone provocative. He lowered his head slightly, his eyes sharp as a knife, his fingers tightly gripping the handle, ready to launch the next attack.

"It's time to end your arrogance." Gerlin straightened his chest and felt the power of the Fallen Star. He knew that he had too much on his shoulders and could not be defeated by this arrogant opponent. The silver film gradually absorbed the energy in the atmosphere, flashing a brighter light, as if announcing his unyielding will.

"How naive." Torild suddenly raised his voice, his tone full of sarcasm and disdain, "Can the power of the Fallen Star be eternal? Don't forget, your light membrane also has its limits. As long as I find that fatal gap, all this will end."

Gerlin's heart tightened. He saw a hint of cunning in Torild's eyes, as if the enemy was planning a more sinister plan. He frowned, adjusted his stance, and decided not to let Torild succeed easily.

"If you think you can defeat me easily, then come and try." Gerlin remained calm, with his hands in a fighting posture. The light film fluctuated with his movements, like a silver serpentine.

"Well, let's see how long your light film can last." Torild's eyes were stern, and an arc of electricity flashed in the air. He shook his hands, ready to release a stronger current. With a piercing sound, his two fingertips actively intersected, and the current was no longer a subtle flow, but formed a huge vortex, gathering into a group of flashing light points, ready to go.

"Lightning will tear this light film apart at this moment!" Torild roared, and in an instant, the light spot in his hand burst out with suffocating energy, like a roaring dragon, pouncing towards Gerlin.

"Come on!" Gerlin shouted in a low voice, and then stretched the silver light film summoned by the Fallen Star Pendant to its limit, struggling to resist the light. The air around him made a whimpering sound, and the heavy electric current seemed to tear apart the quiet night sky.

Two strong beams of light crossed in the air, and the instant impact seemed to freeze time. The audience could even feel the shock brought by the strong energy fluctuations. The silver light film colliding with the condensed electric current released a dazzling brilliance. For a moment, the whole earth seemed to be lit up and became unusually bright.

"Do you really think this light film can completely resist me?" Torid's voice echoed in the air, full of disdain and ridicule. As his gestures changed, the electric currents quickly split and crossed.

"I won't retreat!" Gerlin tried his best to expand the light film, thinking to himself, hoping to find an opportunity to counterattack. His eyes kept wandering in the battle. Although the situation was serious, he remained sober and tried to find a flaw to restrain Torild.

"Hmph, your persistence may be admirable, but it can't change the outcome!" Torild attacked again, and the beam of light came straight at him like a sharp blade.

The silver film trembled, but still stood firm. Fine beads of sweat began to seep out of Gerlin's forehead. He took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and tried to inject more energy into the film.

"I will let you see the true power of the Fallen Star!" Gerlin gritted his teeth and forced himself to cheer up. As the energy in his body increased, the Fallen Star seemed to sense his determination, and the silver light instantly became brighter, colliding with Torild's attack to create dazzling sparks.

"How ridiculous, really ridiculous." Thorild sneered, his eyes revealing anxiety and anger, "It's not that easy to reverse the situation!"

The wind began to howl, and Torild's electric current rushed towards Gerlin like a storm. The light film also showed an unyielding brilliance, holding its head high to resist the crazy impact of the electric current. The power contest between the two gradually reached a white-hot level, as if everything around them was involved in this mysterious and wonderful confrontation.

"I'll let you know that I won't lose." Gerlin's voice was firm. A flame of hope ignited in his heart. He clenched his teeth and tried to make the power of the Fallen Star even stronger at this moment.

"You are the victim of this attitude!" Torild roared loudly, raising his hands high, and the electric current twisted to form a huge electric ball, rushing towards Gerlin.

The light film made a low vibration, as if responding to Torid's anger. Gerlin was focused and determined, silently chanting a message of encouragement in his heart. The two collided violently in the air, making a deafening noise, sweeping everything like thunder.

As the invisible energy exploded, the air was filled with the smell of electric light. Finally, a corner of Gerlin's light film cracked, and the electric current came straight at him like a spirit snake, about to hit Gerlin.

"That's it!" Gerlin's heart tightened, and he raised his hands high, concentrating the energy of the Fallen Star even more. The light film regained its power under his control, and although it was still shaky, he could not give up.

At this critical moment, a trace of determination flashed in Gerlin's eyes. He secretly made up his mind and made a strong attack.

"In the name of the stars, I will fight to the end!" Gerlin did not retreat. He instantly released the power of the light film to the limit and rushed towards Torild.

Thorild was caught off guard, and obviously didn't expect Gerling to fight back. He was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, with an expression of disbelief on his face: "No - this is impossible!"