"But it's still not enough! Nowhere near enough!"
"Disturbing my mind! You deserve to die!" The Evil God's voice could no longer remain calm, and the "Eye of the Ra" on his chest burst into an unprecedented fiery light.
The light transformed into a thick golden beam, rushing towards Ian.
"Lies don't hurt people, it's the truth that's the sharp blade." Ian knew he had grasped the right direction, and his pressure suddenly reduced as he immediately swung his magic wand in response to the other's furious attack.
"You cannot understand! I'm the one who's right!" The Evil God roared under the immense pressure, for the first time showing a crack in his voice, "My equality is the ultimate salvation! No war, no hunger, no partings by life and death! All souls will gain eternal tranquility! Isn't that the greatest good?!"
He tried to steady his mind.
"The greatest good?"
"When you strip them of the right to choose pain and joy, strip them of the freedom to love and be loved, strip them of the potential for creation and destruction, the 'tranquility' you give them is nothing but eternal death! True goodness is allowing imperfection to exist, respecting every soul's potential to burn with life! Your 'salvation' is the greatest desecration!" Ian's charged magic was a response to the Evil God's words.
"Starfall: Echoes of All Realms!"
At this moment.
What he mobilized was the ultimate secret technique of ancient British magic that transcended dimensions. Ian combined the essence of Hogwarts' Forbidden Book Area with his clearer understanding of the world from past times to create Star Realm Magic—yes, he was to be Ian Prince, the Star Realm Mage in the Harry Potter World.
Not just a cool name.
The power was cool as well.
With Ian's casting.
The ruins beneath his feet exploded with a tremendous sound, and countless ancient runes emerged from deep underground, climbing up along his robe like living creatures. The sky, twisted by the blood-red halo of the Evil God and the light of the "Eye of the Ra," was suddenly torn open by a massive, pitch-black rift!
Beyond the rift was not the void of the universe but countless flickering, kaleidoscopic scenes of otherworlds. Reflections of castles floating in a sea of clouds, burning ice crystal poles, rivers flowing with molten gold... Hogwarts' iconic spires and observatory, faintly visible in one of the scenes.
This was the Echoes of All Realms.
A magic that vaguely touched on the Creator's dominion.
The Evil God felt an unprecedented fear.
The gathered magic power was not just an accumulation of strength, but contained the will of two worlds and countless beings—a yearning for freedom, a love for life, an acceptance of imperfection. This force was precisely the ultimate antithesis of his "absolute equality" ideal, an "error" that his perfect body could not contain!
"No! It's impossible! Chaos! Must be purged!" The Evil God let out a hysterical scream, seven golden wheels shattered instantly, turning into countless golden fragments, the light of the "Eye of the Ra" on his chest surged to its extreme, attempting to purify this "chaotic" surge with absolute "light."
Ian remained unfazed.
Next, a "star" of pure magic power, with a diameter of hundreds of meters, plummeted from the rift with a thunderous crash! It was not a physical entity, yet carried the potential to bring about destruction to heaven and earth—wherever it passed, space shrieked like shattering glass, air compressed into a liquid ring of shockwaves, the ground fractured into enormous web-like cracks under an impact like a giant hammer, and even sand and stones vaporized under high temperatures, forming a molten lava gully reaching skywards!
"Boom——!!!"
An indescribable giant roar swept across heaven and earth.
The golden beam and the magic star clashed fiercely in mid-air, exploding with light billions of times brighter than the sun. The shockwave swept in all directions in a ring shape.
Where it passed, ancient temples, towering obelisks, and continuous city walls were leveled like sandcastles, turning into dust. The distant desert was forcibly sheared off a layer, exposing the deeply buried bedrock below, while the shockwave propelled a massive sandstorm, forming a wall of crystal thousands of meters high.
The scene appeared extremely awe-inspiring.
"The power you're wielding should not belong to mortals."
The Evil God hovered in the center of the shockwave, body violently trembling, with two of the seven golden wheels showing fine cracks, and the light of the "Eye of the Ra" on his chest flickering unsteadily.
Evidently under tremendous pressure.
For the first time, he felt a real "threat."
Of course.
This guy hadn't lived for many minutes to begin with, so it's natural that he's seen so little of the world.
"What's the difference between you and me?"
For the first time, the Evil God's voice carried a hint of solemnity, as if he saw through the {Plunder} power represented by Ian's Raven essence, his gaze swept over Ian for a moment, then transformed into deeper greed, "Such pure magic origin, it's enough to let me go further! All... belongs to me!"
He spread his arms wide.
The blood-red "sun" and the light of the "Eye of the Ra" merged into one, forming a massive, rotating devouring vortex. He actually attempted to devour the falling "star" and the entire rift connecting to the otherworlds! Ian's face was pale, and more blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, yet his eyes were like torches.
Ian's magic wand pointed at the otherworld rift that the Evil God was attempting to devour. The space at the edge of the rift began to twist and fold, like a sheet of paper kneaded by an invisible giant hand.