"In the name of Isis, the praise of life!" The Healing Goddess acted simultaneously. The ankh cross in her hand emitted a gentle green light, which fell like spring rain upon the land polluted by the Evil God. The buildings and creatures transformed into nightmare entities began to reverse the mutation process, stones hardened again, and flesh returned to human form.
More intricately, Isis's power perfectly complemented Osiris's power of death. Her life energy specifically targeted the active energy within the Evil God, while Osiris focused on detaching those deceased souls. The couple's coordination was flawless, as if practiced innumerable times.
Set-Apep found itself in an unprecedented fierce battle. Its body constantly transformed—sometimes dispersing into countless light points to evade the Nether River Chain, sometimes condensing into a solid form to withstand the purification of life energy. But each transformation required massive energy consumption, and those souls devoured were continuously being rescued by Osiris.
"You cannot stop the coming of the new era!"
Millions of voices roared simultaneously, and the Evil God's body suddenly exploded into countless fragments, each transforming into a miniature Set-Apep, swarming toward the two deities like locusts.
Osiris calmly struck the ground with his staff. "Gate of the Underworld, open."
The earth split open with a roar, countless tombstones rising from the crevice, forming a barrier of death encircling the battlefield. Those miniature Evil Gods collided with the tombstones, immediately letting out shrill screams, turning into black smoke and dissipating. However, a few broke through the defense line, rushing directly toward Isis.
The Healing Goddess gently waved her hand, the ankh cross tracing a perfect circle in the air. "Life Reincarnation."
The miniature Evil Gods rushing at her began to rapidly age, experiencing the full cycle from birth to demise within seconds, ultimately crumbling to dust. But clearly, this wave of attack drained Isis considerably, her figure wavering slightly, complexion paling a bit.
The battlefield fell into a stalemate. Although Osiris and Isis could suppress the Evil God, they could not deliver a fatal blow. Set-Apep's adaptability was exceedingly formidable, swiftly evolving resistance to each assault. Moreover, it seemed to be learning how to wield the powers of the deities—several moves distinctly bore characteristics of the Egyptian Pantheon.
At this critical moment.
Osiris suddenly made an unexpected gesture.
"Wizard from afar."
Pluton Osiris suddenly turned his head.
Those eyes that discerned the boundary between life and death precisely locked onto Ian in Raven Form.
"Perhaps you should return to the crypt once more."
The voice of the Lord of the Underworld penetrated the chaotic battle, reaching Ian's consciousness deep within. He clearly referred to the crypt within the Sun Temple.
The Raven jolted. Crypt? Ian's thoughts raced—the Lord of the Underworld clearly spoke of the mysterious crypt beneath the Sun Temple, the place Ian stumbled upon upon arriving in this era, filled with ancient magic devices even he could not fully comprehend. Several thoughts flashed through his mind: How did the Lord of the Underworld know about that crypt? Why mention it at this precise moment? Could it possibly hold the key to defeating the Evil God?
Though his mind swirled with many thoughts.
The Raven unwaveringly spread its wings.
Transforming into a streak of black lightning, it darted downward behind the Evil God.
Just as Ian was about to touch the raised spot, the Lord of the Underworld's voice came again, this time imbued with rare praise: "Very good, the bloodline of the Prince family never disappoints."
Upon hearing this.
Ian's flight momentarily hesitated.