Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 442, Section 441: The fierce battle is in full swing! The monster is very strong!

In a dark space.

The magical brilliance clashed violently with the distorted, dark purple light.

Brilliant and intense.

The battle between Ian and the unspeakable monster is depicted as bizarre and spectacular, but unfortunately, all these descriptions are just descriptions of a scene that no one actually witnessed.

Within the core "cave" deep underground, only Ian and the monster knew what was happening; those on the surface had no way to get close, let alone know.

"Behold my divine might! Invincible!"

Ian before his time travel clearly loved playing League of Legends.

They can also liven up the atmosphere with their words.

This proves that he is still in a very good position.

Ian's figure moved like a ghost, weaving through countless waving tentacles, spewing acid, and soul-ripping screams, his wand already leaving afterimages.

"The Age of Ice!"

Ian's wand struck the ground.

This technique is clearly learned from the "All Curses End" method.

An extreme chill erupted from him, instantly turning the space within a hundred meters radius into an absolute zero ice zone! The monster's countless tentacles and part of its body were frozen in thick, magically glowing ice, its movements abruptly halted, even its frenzied roars seemed to be frozen in place.

However, just as the monster appeared to be temporarily restrained, Ian cast "Frost Era" to temporarily freeze the monster and was considering his next strategy.

A sudden change occurred!

“Crack—boom!!!”

It wasn't the sound of ice breaking, but rather the burst of dark purple light from the frozen core of the monster, like the final glimmer of a supernova before its collapse!

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable soul shock, a mixture of extreme resentment and madness, erupted violently in all directions in a spherical shape centered on the monster, like an invisible tsunami!
This impact is not directed at the physical body, but rather acts directly on the soul, ignoring physical barriers!

"What the hell!"

Ian felt a buzzing in his head, as if an invisible hammer had struck the core of his soul. His mind went blank, his ears were filled with the screams of millions of vengeful spirits, the scene before his eyes was distorted, and he almost dropped his wand! His strong mental barrier groaned under the strain at this moment.

Fine cracks have appeared on the surface!

"Soul blast? And it's area-of-effect!" En was horrified. This monster could unleash such a terrifying soul attack even in dire straits!

We have to retract our statement that this monster only has physical attacks.

no way.

He bit his tongue, forcibly gathering his almost scattered consciousness through the excruciating pain, frantically activating the Brain Occlusion Technique, while instinctively waving his wand in front of him.

"Mind Barrier - Absolute Protection!"

A solid, seven-colored crystal-like mental barrier, its surface flowing with countless protective runes, instantly formed, barely managing to block the crushing impact of the subsequent shockwave. The barrier trembled violently, emitting a piercing cracking sound, but ultimately managed to withstand this fatal blow. Ian felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth; his soul had suffered a severe injury.

However, the silence lasted less than three seconds. Inside the frozen monster's body, dark purple light flickered violently, and a series of cracking sounds filled the air. The hard ice was forcibly torn apart from the inside, and countless smaller, pulsating tentacles, like blood vessels, pierced through the ice layer, frantically absorbing the surrounding foul energy!
The ice melted away rapidly!
Ian wasn't surprised by this. He knew a little about the other party and was just trying to find out if they had any weaknesses.

Just like Pokémon, there's always a type that gives it a special attack effect. Ian is now trying to find out if there's a similar weakness in this monster's structure.

"Join...us...forever...one..."

The monster was speaking in an eternal whisper, as if, after losing its original divine will and being reduced to this terrifying form, its ability to organize language had been reduced to this one word.

On the monster's massive, fleshy body, the countless frozen and shattered tentacle remnants did not regenerate. Instead, they melted and reformed rapidly, like scrap iron thrown into a steel furnace, forming a gigantic, dark purple energy shield in front of its main body, its surface covered with reliefs of painful human faces! The moment the shield formed, it charged towards Ian, no longer lashing out, but crashing into him like a mountain collapsing!

The impact not only carried immense force, but also created pressure in the surrounding space, making Ian feel as if he were stuck in a quagmire, making it difficult to move!
"Not good! Gravity manipulation and spatial compression!" Ian's pupils contracted, and he rapidly tapped his wand against the ground beneath his feet. The gravity beneath his feet was instantly reversed, and his body shot upwards like a rocket, narrowly avoiding the head-on collision with the massive shield. The shield grazed past his shoes with a resounding crash.

The fierce wind it generated almost blew him away. The shield crashed into the chaotic barrier in the distance behind him, producing an extremely dull and deafening sound that shook the entire space violently.

Before Ian could regain his footing, the countless painful human face reliefs on the monster's shield opened their mouths at the same time!
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!!!"

Countless thin, yet lightning-fast, dark purple energy rays shot out from those mouths like a sudden storm, instantly covering all of Ian's possible escape routes!

These rays not only possess powerful penetrating force, but also have a strange property of "energy absorption" and "magical disintegration"!
"Armor Protection - Thousand Mirror Refraction!" Ian forcibly twisted his body in mid-air, his wand drawing countless arcs. A huge magical shield composed of countless tiny mirrors instantly unfolded.

The dense rain of rays struck the mirror shield, most of which were ingeniously deflected and refracted, shooting into the surrounding darkness with a "popping" sound.

However, some rays still penetrated the defenses and struck Ian's protective magic, making a "sizzling" corrosive sound. He felt his magic being rapidly drained away.

The shield's light quickly dimmed.

"You can't resist!"

Ian made a quick decision.

He used Short-Range Phantom Shift again, his figure appearing a hundred meters away amidst a distortion. The spot where he had been standing had been completely annihilated by the dense rays.

Even the space itself showed subtle folds.

"Join...us...forever...one..." Seeing its ranged attacks fail, the monster roared furiously. Its massive energy shield suddenly disintegrated, transforming back into countless tentacles. But these tentacles didn't attack directly; instead, they plunged into the "ground" below, seemingly composed of solidified darkness!
"Boom--!"

The ground of the entire space churned violently, like a boiling ocean! Countless dark creatures of various shapes and sizes, made of filthy energy—twisted claws, roaring beast heads, writhing vines, and many other terrifying things—rushed out of the ground like a tidal wave from all directions toward Ian!
They have no real life force; they are merely temporary creations of malice and polluting energy, and their numbers are endless! Faced with this all-encompassing siege, Ian's eyes were cold. He raised his wand high above his head and spun it rapidly. At this moment, it was as if Dumbledore had possessed him, and his movements seemed to be modeled after Dumbledore.

I saw.

The wand stirred.

"Flame Storm - Circular Expansion!"

A raging magical flame erupted from his center, spreading wildly outwards like an exploding star! The intense heat ignited and vaporized the approaching dark creations, clearing a vast empty area. The flames clashed fiercely with the corrupting energy, producing a continuous series of explosions.

However, the churning of the ground did not stop.

More and more dark creatures surged forth. Meanwhile, the monster itself, taking advantage of Ian being distracted by the minions, quietly slipped beneath the churning "ground."

Disappear!

"escape?"

of course not!

The other person's life form doesn't seem to understand what fear is or the principle of "as long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn." It's even questionable whether the other person has any brain at all.

So this is definitely not an escape.

"They're trying to ambush me!" Ian's heart skipped a beat, his senses heightened, wary of a sudden attack from underground. Sure enough, suddenly, the dark ground beneath his feet exploded like a volcanic eruption!

The monster's enormous body burst from the ground, opening its gaping maw, which was like an abyss, atop the mountain of flesh, and an irresistible, soul-devouring suction force suddenly erupted!

This suction force didn't act on his physical body, but directly on Ian's soul! He felt his consciousness, memories, magical core, and even his awareness of his own existence were about to detach from his body and be pulled into that endless, dark maw! It was more direct and more deadly than the previous soul blast!
A close call.

Well, it seems like we've been on the verge of disaster so many times today.

This time it was indeed a close call.

"Soul-Stabilizing Spell - Anchor to Reality!" Ian remained calm and composed, his magic still combined with divine authority, pouring his remaining magical power into the soul level without regard to cost. Using the power of magic and divine authority, he firmly anchored the "root" of his soul to the dimension of reality, resisting that terrifying suction force.

"These attacks aren't magic, but rather characteristics of it as a 'supernatural being,' I see." Facing the soul-devouring suction force that was like the gaping maw of an abyss.

Instead of panic, a look of understanding flashed in Ian's eyes.

Instead of forcibly anchoring his soul to resist as before, he elegantly drew a semicircle in front of him with his wand, as if stirring a pool of spring water.

"Soul Vortex - Deflection Field!"

A subtle and exquisite spiritual power surged from the tip of his wand, not forming a solid barrier, but transforming into an invisible, high-speed rotating vortex.

This is the principle of using minimal force to achieve maximum effect.

Anyone who has practiced Tai Chi understands.

The terrifying soul-attracting force, upon contact with the vortex, was as if it had struck a smooth curved surface, cleverly guided and deflected. Most of its power was redirected to the empty space to the side, with only a negligible ripple brushing across Ian's soul before being easily smoothed out by his own unwavering will.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!!!" A muffled sound of surprise came from the monster's gaping maw, clearly not expecting its fatal blow to be so easily neutralized.

Also normal.

Let alone its current mindless state. Even if it still had a brain, as an extraterrestrial life form that descended upon the Western world, it wouldn't be able to understand the principles of Tai Chi.

Eastern culture is profound and extensive, and Ian possesses an Eastern soul, which is why he incorporates many Eastern concepts into magic, enabling him to create such unpredictable magic.

This is the best example of combining the strengths of many schools of thought.

to be frank.

Put it in Journey to the West.

Ian is the Bodhi Patriarch who combined Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism. With this description, most people can probably understand why he is so unparalleled in magical creation.

The level of one's thought has reached the point where all things return to oneness, which is the state of mind.

"I'm not just good at defense; the best defense is offense." Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ian did not retreat but instead floated forward several meters like a willow catkin, riding the aftershocks of the dissipating suction. He pointed his wand downwards, aiming at the huge hole left in the ground when the monster burst out of the earth.

"Earth's Pulse - Sealing of the Rock Coffin!"

He did not attack the monster itself, but rather drew upon the remaining elements deep within the chaotic land beneath his feet—the faint yet undeniably real power of the "earth" element.

After all, it's deep inside the earth.

No matter how much it is affected by other buildings.

This element still exists.

"Boom! Boom!"

Don't ask why there's only this one adjective.

Because it is the most fitting.

and so.

In an instant, around the hole in the ground, countless filthy rocks seemed to come alive as they frantically squeezed and coalesced inward! With a deafening roar, a huge, rough rock coffin covered with strange patterns instantly took shape, sealing the lower half of the monster's body, which had burst out of the ground, firmly beneath the earth!
"Roar!!!"

The monster roared in fury, its upper body thrashing wildly as it tried to shatter the sudden appearance of the rock coffin. The rock coffin trembled violently under its terrifying force.

The surface quickly became covered with cracks.

But what Ian wanted was this brief confinement and a distraction!

He flashed and reappeared above and to the side of the monster. His wand was held horizontally, and he chanted ancient, obscure syllables; the tip of the wand did not glow with a destructive light.

Rather, it is a cool and serene glow, like moonlight.

"Tranquil Moon - Frenzied Purification!"

This is a new attempt; we should try every possible method.

The cool moonlight, like mercury spilling onto the ground, gently bathed the monster's massive, writhing, roaring body. This light wasn't a forceful attack or suppression, but rather carried an aura of "soothing," "calming," and "soothing." Under the moonlight's embrace, the frantically thrashing tentacles on the monster's surface noticeably slowed their movements.

The savagery in countless scarlet eyes seemed to fade for a moment, and even the endless whispers of "Join us" became disordered and weakened for a brief time!
Although it wasn't direct harm, it seemed to touch upon the monster's madness, the very last echo of a former god buried deep within the corrupted essence.

Perhaps it could also be called genes.

In any case, it was this method of chanting that caused a brief disharmony in its internal forces!
but.

The power of adaptation is unfolding.

soon.

The monster returned to normal, clearly having evolved "genetic fragments" adapted to this method. The speed of its plan was so fast that even Darwin would be urging me to be sent back to my coffin.

of course.

This happened hundreds of times.

The monster was clearly also extremely uncomfortable with this "gentle" attack, and even felt a kind of instinctive disgust and fear.

It took a few steps back.

His upper body suddenly trembled.

Simultaneously, all the pores on his body emitted a dense, almost tangible, dark purple poisonous mist! This mist not only contained potent poison but also possessed strong mental pollution and magical interference properties, instantly dispelling and polluting the moonlight and spreading towards Ian. Wherever it passed, even the space itself emitted a corrosive "sizzling" sound.

Ian.

It was also swallowed up.

(End of this chapter)