Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 390, page 389: Choosing the Wrong Side
not much time.

Ian did not hesitate for a moment. He took one last look at the crack interwoven with golden divine flames and purplish-red pus, and at the golden figure that was still struggling to maintain the crack after the Ghost Bride turned into "Lost," but whose divine power fluctuations had clearly weakened and was slowly being enveloped by the writhing flesh around it, gradually becoming blurred.

That was Ra, the sun god, burning his last strength to cripple the enemy from within.

May the sun guide your path.

Ra's voice entered Ian's consciousness directly.

"Then take care of yourself!" Raven cried out, flapping its wings and rushing towards the rapidly shrinking passage. Ian murmured to himself, then transformed into a streak of black light—Raven, flapping its wings with unwavering resolve, bursting through the rift torn open by the power of the Sun God, leading to the battlefield of destruction!
Ian could sense Set-Appepp's frantic counterattack, an attempt to mend her torn wounds. Behind her, countless lost ghost brides wandered in paradox.

The evil god's furious roar shook the entire space.

The inner walls of the passage were covered with pulsating blood vessels and nerve bundles, and viscous liquid dripped continuously. Ian flew at top speed, dodging the writhing fleshy tendrils and the suddenly contracting tube walls.

A faint light shone ahead—the exit was just around the corner! However, just as the raven was about to burst out of the passage, the entire passage contracted violently, as if the evil god's immune system had finally reacted. A wall of flesh pressed down with overwhelming force, threatening to trap Ian completely within this tunnel of flesh and blood.

"No!" Ian used all his magic power to increase his speed by another third.

At the critical moment, a golden light shot from behind, temporarily stabilizing the shrinking passage. The sound of pulling rang out again, weaker than before.

"Come on!"

This was truly a very dangerous situation.

Fortunately, the raven shot out of its mouth like an arrow and returned to the outside world.

"so close!"

Ian immediately transformed back into human form after emerging, landing somewhat disheveled. Looking back, he saw the massive rift closing at a visible speed, fueled by the evil god's roar and the frenzied healing of flesh. The passageway was rapidly healing itself, eventually disappearing completely, as if it had never existed.

The once glorious golden pillar of light had been almost completely swallowed and covered by the writhing, proliferating dark red flesh, leaving only a faint, flickering golden light, like a candle in the wind, that stubbornly shone through the gaps in the flesh before being completely covered by the healed flesh.

In the sky, the battle had reached its climax.

"This guy's evolution speed is truly astonishing." Hades and Isis were clearly at a disadvantage, their divine power seemingly becoming increasingly strained.

Although the evil god Set-Appepp suffered internal injuries, his power remained astonishing, his sixteen wings of light blotting out the sky. Upon emerging, Ian turned his attention entirely to the center of the battlefield—the colossal evil god who blotted out half the sky. His sixteen perfectly handsome faces were contorted with excruciating internal pain.

The colossal, crimson eye burned with rage and agony, its countless tentacles lashing wildly, attempting to dispel the onslaught of Hades and his consort. And within its mountain-like, undulating "neck," composed of pulsating flesh, the Eye of Ra, enveloped in pus and oozing an ominous crimson light, throbbed like a heart. Each beat drew power from the evil god's massive body, while simultaneously, a sun god's power—of the same origin as Ian's sensed but utterly distorted and corrupted—flowed continuously into the evil god's body, becoming the foundation upon which it fought against Hades and his consort!
"Indeed, his original power still comes from the sun god."

Ian's gaze was fixed on the Eye of Ra on the evil god's neck. The amulet was emitting an ominous light, providing the evil god with a continuous source of power like a miniature sun.

"That thing must be destroyed."

Ian gripped his wand tightly and began to approach the battlefield silently. He only had one chance, so how could he get the evil god to lower his guard and approach the Eye of Ra?

He is thinking.

The evil god sensed that Ian Prince had broken free from the body of the evil god and returned to the chaotic battlefield, so the evil god's vigilance towards Ian had reached its peak.

Of course, as soon as he appeared, Hades, the god of the underworld, also keenly noticed his presence.

As he reformed into human form in mid-air, the gazes of the two ancient gods shifted from the fiercely battling evil god almost simultaneously, and fell upon him along with the evil god's attention.

No words were spoken. On Osiris's majestic face, composed of the spirits of the dead, his golden vertical pupils slightly contracted. Then, a faint yet incredibly clear fluctuation was transmitted to Isis beside him. A look of understanding also flashed across Isis's face, woven from starlight and moonlight.

They sensed it. It wasn't a magical fluctuation from the outside world, but rather a faint yet real resonance of the sun god's power deep within Ian's soul—a power that shared the same origin as the sun god Ra but was diluted by mortal blood! More precisely, it was the "Prince" bloodline within Ian's body, forcibly ignited and still surging with intense heat—this bloodline itself was proof of the ancient oath, an indirect extension of the will of the sun god Ra.

Everything was understood without words. The two gods seemed to instantly sense the changes in Ian. They knew that Ra, the sun god whose true form had long been devoured by the evil god, had made contact with this "traveler" from the future through his last remaining primal will. The plan could definitely be considered half successful.

Hope, like a glimmer of light piercing through thick, dark clouds, broke through the despair of Ragnarok. Osiris's somber hymn to the dead quickened almost imperceptibly, and the starlight surrounding Isis suddenly shone brighter.

"very good."

Osiris nodded almost imperceptibly, his hooked staff suddenly intensifying its attack, creating an opportunity for Ian. Isis, in perfect coordination, unleashed an even more dazzling life force from the Anka Cross, firmly drawing the evil god's attention. They exchanged a glance, their understanding unspoken without a word.

After all, they've been married for so many years.

“Smash that…vessel.” Ian’s voice was exceptionally clear amidst the roar of the divine war, carrying an undeniable resolve. “The sun god Ra will then reclaim the power that was stolen from him!”

There was no time to hesitate. Ian took a deep breath, and before he finished speaking, he rapidly formed hand seals in front of his chest, raised his wand high, and the "Prince" bloodline power within him, ignited by the sun god Ra and surging like molten gold, completely merged with his magic as a legendary wizard!
At this moment, he was no longer a mortal who needed to look up to gods. The resonance of his bloodline forcibly elevated his status, allowing him to briefly stand on a "stage" equal to that of evil gods!

He is no longer "Ian Prince", he is "the enforcer of the Prince Oath"!
"What a wondrous bloodline origin." Ian felt the Prince bloodline igniting within him. The power was both strange and familiar, as if a thousand-year-old pact was awakening. With the blessing of the Sun God's power, his magical rank had temporarily risen to a level equal to that of the evil god.

This is an honor that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

but.

Ian's emotions weren't particularly turbulent. He didn't have the same level of swaying over the gods as most people; ultimately, he just wanted to resolve the issues here as soon as possible.

Then, take the opportunity to obtain the Eye of Ra and leave this somewhat bizarre era.

"Chains of Paradox!" Ian waved his wand, casting a modified spell enhanced by the power of the sun god, which naturally contained some of his own paradoxical authority.

The next moment, countless translucent silver chains shot out from the void. These chains were not physical entities, but rather composed of pure paradox. Ignoring the evil god's adaptive force field, they directly wrapped around Set-Appepp's wings of light. Surprisingly, these chains actually temporarily restrained the evil god's movements.

"what?"

"Your power can affect me?"

For the first time, Seth-Appepp showed a surprised expression. He was not unaware of Ian's paradoxical power, after all, Ian had used this power to deal with his ghost brides before.

However, in the evil god's original assessment, the power to deal with the ghost bride would not affect him. Unexpectedly, after the difference in their status was leveled off, he was the one who was affected.

"So this is also divine right."

The evil god's mind was not only chaotic and evil; he also had his own thoughts and wisdom. Once he realized this, his gaze toward Ian became extremely greedy.

For him, as long as he devoured Ian, he could also gain this power. "You can't kill me! The sun will not set! I will not die!" Since Ian had already glimpsed the truth, the evil god decided to stop pretending.

He achieved his immortality by drawing upon the power of the sun god Ra. Although he is now bound by the chains of paradox, the evil god seems completely unfazed.

He was even trying to analyze Ian's power.

Of course, Osiris and Isis wouldn't miss this opportunity.

Hades' hooked staff aimed straight for the evil god's chest, while Isis's Anka Cross was aimed at Ra's eye. Caught in a three-pronged attack, the evil god was immediately put on the defensive.

“Damn insects!” Seth-Appepp roared, his sixteen wings of light flapping wildly as he tried to break free of the chains of paradox. But these chains were extremely peculiar—they both existed and did not exist, both strong and fragile. The more the evil god struggled, the tighter the chains bound him.

Ian constantly changed spells, wielding the power of paradox with unparalleled skill.

Existence is erased!

He pointed to one of the evil god's tentacles, which immediately became translucent, as if it might disappear from reality at any moment.

"A time paradox!"

He then pointed to another spot.

The wound on that part of the evil god's body began to show both healing and deterioration simultaneously. Faced with such power for the first time, the evil god seemed somewhat overwhelmed.

"Now!" The hymn of Osiris, the King of the Underworld, suddenly rose in pitch, transforming into a tangible, soul-slicing sonic blade that slashed fiercely at the core flesh nodes exposed by the evil god in agony! Isis's hands swept across the void, and countless spears made of pure starlight, engraved with ancient sealing runes, rained down like a storm, precisely piercing the energy nodes that maintained the stability of the evil god's "Eye of Ra"!

Three against one!

The real melee has now truly begun! Ian's "paradoxical magic" is like a precise scalpel, constantly cutting into the foundation of the evil god's power and concept of existence; Hades's hymn of the dead is a violent hammer, targeting the weaknesses of his body and soul; Isis's starlight spear is a dense net, sealing off his movements and continuously applying sealing pressure.

The three worked in perfect harmony, their attacks relentless and relentless. The evil god's massive body struggled to defend itself against the three-pronged assault, its enormous, purplish-red eyes filled with unbelievable shock and rage.

Cracks appeared in His perfect form; some of His tentacles were severed by Hades's hymn, turning into pus and blood that spilled out. The Starlight Spear was deeply embedded in His flesh and blood, bursting forth with a purifying light. Meanwhile, Ian's "Concept Annihilation" ripples, like maggots clinging to bones, continuously eroded the stability of the evil god's existence.

Each hit caused the evil god to let out a painful roar, and its power fluctuated and weakened noticeably.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Under the combined attack of the three powerful figures, Seth-Appepp appeared so disheveled for the first time. His wings of light were bound by chains of paradox.

His body was affected by the erasure of multiple parts, and the time paradox made it difficult for him to heal his wounds effectively. The death power of Hades and the life energy of Isis continued to erode his essence.

It was a one-sided beating with no chance of fighting back—of course, both Ian and the others, as well as the evil god himself, knew that this was only temporary.

After all, evil gods possess incredible adaptability and evolutionary capabilities.

As long as there is enough time.

The evil god is fully capable of adapting to such attacks and evolving himself to an even more terrifying level. Time will eventually tip the scales of victory in his favor.

“Fighting such a monstrous thing, we absolutely cannot afford to waste time.” Ian’s heart skipped a beat, and he pointed his wand directly at the Eye of Ra. “Ultimate Paradox—Self-Contradiction!”

This is the most powerful paradoxical spell he can cast, attempting to place the Eye of Ra in both a "destroyed" and "intact" state simultaneously. This fundamental contradiction is enough to destroy most magical objects.

Ian hadn't forgotten that his primary goal was to shatter Ra's Eye and allow the Sun God to reclaim the power of the main god; this was the safest approach.

Ian's sneak attack came with great force.

However, just as the magic was about to strike its target, the Eye of Ra suddenly burst forth with an unprecedented light. The evil god let out a roar that was both painful and pleasurable.

The body begins to transform rapidly.

"Adaptation and evolution are the ultimate goals!"

A chorus of voices rose up.

"Paradoxes can also be analyzed and understood by me!"

His words trailed off.

Ian was shocked to see that the evil god's body was becoming translucent.

It seems to exist in multiple states simultaneously. The chains of paradox begin to break down, the effect of existence erasure is canceled out, and the time paradox is completely adapted.

"Impossible! How could it be so fast!"

Ian was incredulous.

Seth Appepp let out a triumphant laugh.

“Foolish wizard! Do you think paradox is some incomprehensible and profound concept? Perhaps it is for you, but for an being that has devoured countless intelligent lives and integrated thousands of cognitions, even a single second can be broken down into many moments for me to think about and analyze.”

The evil god adapted at an astonishingly fast pace.

At first, Ian's Paradox magic could inflict considerable damage, but its effect quickly diminished. Within minutes, Set-Appepp had become almost completely immune to the effects of the Paradox power.

"Oops."

Ian sensed something was wrong. His magic was rapidly depleting, while the evil god seemed to grow stronger with each battle. Hades and Isis realized this as well. Osiris's expression was more grave than ever before, and golden beads of sweat appeared on Isis's forehead. The two gods had given their all, but the evil god's adaptability was simply too abnormal.

"Is this the insignificant favor he bestowed upon you after you communicated with that coward?" The evil god, having repaired himself once more, spoke in a condescending and sarcastic tone.

"It seems you've chosen the wrong side."

He seemed to be sentencing Ian to death.

(End of this chapter)