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As the battle enters its most crucial moment, Guilas and the leader of the dark forces, two powerful beings of the demon race, each display their abilities, and a life-and-death showdown becomes inevitable.
Guilas, facing a formidable enemy, is keenly aware of the importance of this battle. He raises his longsword, its blade emitting a subtle dark red glow, a unique manifestation of his demon powers. He launches the first attack, swiftly wielding his sword to unleash "Shadow Thunder," sending streaks of dark red sword energy crashing toward his opponent.
The dark lord's general, named Caelos, is tall and mighty, wielding a giant axe emanating a black glow. He sneers as he faces Guilas's attack, countering with the "Dark Storm," a black whirlwind that devours the sword energy.
Guilas leaps away to avoid the counterattack, then immediately uses "Shadow Clone" to create multiple illusions, launching attacks from all directions at Caelos.
Sailos roared, wielding his giant axe and unleashing "Destructive Whirlwind." A massive black vortex scattered the illusions, and the powerful storm seemed to consume the entire battlefield.
"Your magic is still not enough to face me!" Sailos bellowed, his eyes flashing with a cruel light.
"You may be powerful, but I will not back down!" Guilas calmly responded, his sword dance becoming even faster, releasing the "Blade of Night," countless dark sword shadows enveloping Ceros.
Ceros remained calm, raising his axe to meet the battle. Every one of his strikes was accompanied by tremendous energy, as if each blow had the power to split the heavens and earth.
The two of them engaged in a Yan Lie battle, each trying to outdo the other. Guilas unleashed the "Dark Night Strangle," a dark red energy rope that entangled Serlos. In response, Serlos wielded a giant axe, gathering all the dark energy onto it, and cast the "Ultimate Black Hole," a black energy sphere that devoured the energy rope.
"Your skills may be superb, but your power is not enough to challenge me!" taunted Serlos.
"The true strength lies not only in the magnitude of power, but also in the steadfastness of will!" Guilas retorted loudly, concentrating all his strength to unleash the ultimate skill "Wrath of the Demon Race," enveloping his entire body in dark red magic, as if the King of Demons had descended.
Not to be outdone, Seros gathered all his dark power to form a massive dark sphere, "Dark Apocalypse," attempting to completely engulf Guilas.
At the moment when these two powerful forces were about to collide, Arya appeared in the center of the battlefield. She wielded her magic staff and shouted, "Let's fight together!" Unleashing her ultimate move, "Breath of Light," a dazzling light shot up into the sky, colliding with Guilas's "Fury of the Dark Clan" and Seros's "Darkness of Destruction."
These three forces formed a huge vortex of light and darkness in the air, erupting with a deafening roar. The entire battlefield shook, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the outcome to be revealed.
When all the dust settled, Arya and Guilas stood there, weary but still in fighting stances. Meanwhile, Ceros lay on the ground, unable to rise again.
Guilas and Arya's victory inspired the morale of all the warriors, and cheers and applause echoed through the castle as everyone celebrated this hard-earned triumph. This battle was not just a test of strength, but also a victory of willpower and courage.
Arya runs towards Guilas, her face filled with excitement and admiration. "Dad, you did it!" she shouts, tears glistening in her eyes.
Guilas smiled slightly and placed his hand on her shoulder. "We did it together, Arya. Without the courage and strength of each of you, we couldn't have achieved victory."
At this moment, Enot and other Warlocks also rushed forward, surrounding Guilas and Arya. Their faces bore expressions of exhaustion but satisfaction, and each of them realized that what they had achieved was not just a victory in battle, but a significant defeat of the Dark Lord.
The residents of the castle also began to come out and join the celebration. They cheered for the warriors' victory and felt proud of the brave fighters who fought to protect them.
Guilas looked at everything in front of him and deeply felt the weight of responsibility. He knew that this victory was just the beginning, and the Lord of Darkness would not give up. But for now, they could take a temporary breath, celebrating this hard-earned victory.
In the evening, a grand celebration banquet was held in the castle. The hall was filled with flickering candlelight, and tables were laden with fine wine and food. Everyone was sharing the joy and relaxation of the moment.
At the climax of the banquet, Guilas stood up to deliver an inspiring speech. "Today, we have proven our strength and courage. We fight not only for ourselves, but for the entire castle, for all those who depend on us. This victory belongs to each and every one of us!"
The whole venue erupted with enthusiastic applause and cheers, and everyone's hearts were filled with pride and hope.
The banquet continued into the late night, and everyone was immersed in the celebratory atmosphere.
At the grand celebration, Guilas found a quiet moment to have a private conversation with Arya.
They sat in a quiet corner of the castle, surrounded by brilliant candlelight, creating a warm and intimate atmosphere.
Guilas's eyes showed concern and affection as he gently asked, "Arya, how was your journey in the magical forest? Did you encounter Elda? I have already told him to take good care of you."
Arya's face lit up with a faint smile, her eyes shimmering with memories. "Yes, Dad, I met Elda. He taught me a lot of magic and wisdom, helping me pass the test in the magical realm."
Guilas listened to her words, a satisfied smile on his face. He nodded, showing his understanding. "I know this journey hasn't been easy for you, but you've proven your courage and strength. I'm proud of you."
Arya gently took Guilas's hand and gratefully said, "Thank you, Dad. It's because of you that I've learned to bravely face difficulties and persevere until the end."
Then, Guilas's gaze fell on the magical mark on Arya's wrist. He gently lifted her hand and carefully examined the intricate and mysterious pattern. "This is a magical mark... You've really done it, Arya."
Arya smiled faintly, her eyes shining with confidence. "Yes, this mark is what I obtained during the test in the magical realm. It not only represents my bloodline, but also symbolizes the power within me."
Guilas sighed and said, "Your growth has exceeded my expectations, Arya. You are not only a descendant of the demon race, but also an outstanding magician. You will become the hope of this world."
Arya showed a determined and serious expression on her face. "I will continue to work hard, Dad. I want to use my strength to protect this homeland and all the people who rely on us."
In this warm and important moment, Guilas and Arya not only shared the emotions between father and daughter, but also reaffirmed their commitment to each other for the future.
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