Even more terrifying is adaptation and immunity.
Any form of attack, whether it's the legendary magic from Hogwarts or the echoes of Ancient Egyptian divine arts, once analyzed and absorbed by this Evil God, the living material constituting its body instantly "evolves" to form a perfect defense or absorption mechanism.
The ultimate secret techniques such as "Starfall: Echoes of All Realms" and "Forbidden Dimension Collapse," which the clone used with all its might just now, have left wounds on it that have now transformed into the most solid "memory" and "antibody" within its body. Next time, the same magic will only become nourishment for its power.
The cells of the Evil God seem to possess infinite learning ability, capable of instantly understanding the principles of any magical or physical attack, and evolving corresponding countermeasures.
If only this ability was all there was to it.
Coupled with the nearly infinite "life force" that seems to be directly drawn from the twisted cosmic origin, this Evil God is almost impossible to be instantly killed, hence inherently invincible.
It is not flesh and blood, but the living and ever-evolving cosmic rules itself.
"This is much harder to deal with than Voldemort..." Ian's consciousness trembled slightly. Even though the Black Demon King was powerful, he at least adhered to the basic magic rules. But this Evil God in front of him was simply cheating—any attack would only be effective once, along with that unreasonable life force and adaptability, it was truly an unsolvable existence.
Moreover.
Voldemort relied on Soul Artifacts, with clear weaknesses; destroying the Soul Artifacts would weaken or even eliminate him.
But this one in front of him has no fixed "core," no detachable "Soul Artifacts." Its every "death" is merely the prelude to a more perfect "evolution" next time.
The sacrifice of the clone not only failed to severely injure it but instead "perfected" its flaws, making it stronger. To resolve it once and for all, one must find an "ultimate magic" that can completely "contaminate" its evolutionary mechanism or deny its existential logic from the root—a "rule erasure" technique that can simultaneously act on physical, magical, spiritual, and even conceptual levels.
Due to Ian's life level being inferior to the counterpart.
The power of paradox is difficult to truly exert its effect, he even worries that if the opponent isn't taken out at once, it would adapt to the paradox divine authority, which is why he hasn't dared to use it.
As for using magic.
This in the known magic system.
Is near mythological.
As one of the most skilled Wizards in creating spells in Hogwarts' history, he felt helpless for the first time. Every tactic that took shape in his mind was instantly overturned by himself—normal magic is ineffective, forbidden curses might backfire, and even time magic might not affect this existence that has already transcended the conventional timeline.
"There must be a way, Wizards are omnipotent."
Ian's thoughts raced like the Milky Way, the library of Hogwarts, the forbidden scrolls of Egypt, and even the legends from other worlds in his memory... Numerous fragments of knowledge collided but never managed to piece together the blueprint for that fatal blow. Time, at this moment, became the most luxurious commodity.
Just then.
His attention was drawn by the movements below from the priests.
The priestess Carina and her remaining followers were conducting the final ritual. The faint divine power belonging to the Sun God Ra they had gathered in their hands flickered like a candle in the wind, on the verge of extinguishing under the purple-red radiance of the Evil God. That light pointing at their hearts was the last remaining dignity of their absolute decision after faith had fully collapsed.
Carina had already led everyone to complete the preparations for the suicide ritual, sharp dagger glistening in the pathological sunlight. Ian's raven eyes squinted slightly.
Yet he did not act immediately.
Not only because he still lacked confidence.
Certainly, lacking confidence is one reason, Ian is not the kind of person who sacrifices himself for others, he knows well that rashly showing himself, using the main body to cast any attack, could trigger the Evil God's "adaptation" mechanism instantly, exposing his final card under the sunlight, and it might even endanger his main body.
Besides, more importantly, he still needs to observe.
He needs to observe the attitude of the Egyptian Gods at this doomsday moment! As a Wizard from millennia later, he's always maintained cautious curiosity towards the Gods of this era—are they truly existing supernatural entities, or some form of collective faith aggregation? In the moments when the followers most need them, will they respond to prayers?
The "fall" of the clone and the priests' collective suicide is the last straw that crushes faith. If even the most loyal followers proceed into destruction in despair, while the Gods they worship remain silent, it would prove that these deities either have completely vanished, or their power has long been exhausted, the so-called "divine power" but a historical echo.
Of course.
More importantly, Ian wants to confirm if the Sun God Ra still has any remaining will. According to the knowledge he read in the ancient books of Hogwarts, Ra should be one of the most powerful existences in this divine system. If even when the most loyal priests face collective suicide, Ra's final will is unwilling to manifest.
Then this battle likely requires a completely different strategy.
"Tick tock tick tock~~" Time passes in stillness. The faint golden light at Carina's fingertip is only an inch away from her heart. Her eyes are vacant, and her lips silently open and close, as if uttering final prayers. The surrounding priests are similar, shadows of death loom over the high platform.