Osiris did not stop attacking the Evil God; instead, he addressed the direction of the Raven in a voice that only Ian could clearly sense, akin to a whisper of the soul.
In the next moment.
Pluton Osiris's words exploded in Ian Prince's mind like a thunderbolt. These few words hit Ian's consciousness like a heavy hammer, shaking his mind intensely!
"Prince Clan's lineage"—these simple words were packed with shocking information. Not only did Pluton know his surname, but he seemed to understand the roots of their family. Ian's thoughts raced: could there be an unknown connection between the Prince family's magical lineage and Ancient Egypt?
How could this be!
Though the Prince family is also one of the Pure-blood Clans, the ancestors might have some connection to Ancient Egypt, but Ian comes from a later generation at Hogwarts after all.
The bloodline of Ancient Wizards and later Wizards might be similar, but it should not be easily determined! Due to not having reviewed the family genealogy, Ian couldn't figure it out for the moment.
Just as Ian's mind was in turmoil, Pluton Osiris and Goddess Isis acted simultaneously! Osiris ruthlessly threw the gathered ghostly blue sphere of destruction while crossing the scythe and Shepherd's Staff, invoking the laws of the Netherworld. Countless varied souls transformed into a torrential flood, issuing a deafening hymn of sanctity, directly charging at the Evil God!
"Creature not meant to exist! You need purification!"
Isis raised her hands high, the green-golden light of life transformed into a giant healing net, not only continuously purifying the assimilated city but also forming a resilient barrier, disrupting the Evil God's perception and attack below.
"Ants! How dare you shake the tree?! Mere old gods, should be buried." The Evil God let out a thunderous roar, its massive body violently writhing, numerous giant tentacles filled with teeth and suckers surged like living mountains, piercing the space with shrill screeches, meeting Osiris's soul flood and sphere of destruction!
Simultaneously, the purple-red giant eye on its chest, transformed from the "Eye of the Ra," oozing pus, erupted with a destructive energy beam, fiercely striking Isis's net of life!
"Boom——!!!"
An indescribable loud sound swept across heaven and earth!
Osiris's ghostly blue sphere of destruction collided with the Evil God's tentacles, exploding into a storm of dark energy that devoured everything, obliterating several tentacles instantly. Yet more tentacles followed relentlessly, forcing the storm back. The hymn of souls and the shrill cries of the tentacles clashed fiercely in space, each sound making the fabric of reality groan under strain.
Isis's net of life oscillated violently under the continuous bombardment of the Evil God's purple-red beam, showing cracks, but the green-golden light around her shone even brighter, continuously repairing the damage and spreading purifying power.
Space is groaning!
The distortion of heaven and earth reached its peak, viscous gelatinous air tore into numerous spatial rifts, like fragmented mirrors. The combat in the sky had reached a fever pitch. Osiris and Isis stood side by side, the power of the Netherworld and Life Energy perfectly blended, forming a spinning energy vortex directly striking Set-Apep.
"I! Am invincible!"
The Evil God roared deafeningly, sixteen Light Wings simultaneously emitting blasphemous light, forcibly resisting the combined strike of the two deities.
The clash of the three forces yielded terrifying consequences.
Space itself continued to emit unbearable groans.
The structure of reality cracked like a spider web.
Ian could clearly see the dimensional faults emerging in the air, like a shattered mirror reflecting countless twisted fragments of reality. This was precisely the "Reality Lament" phenomenon described in Ancient Magic Scriptures—when forces surpassing the world's limits collide, the boundary between reality and illusion becomes blurred.
Perhaps it was precisely this cataclysmic battle between gods and demons, generating immense waves of energy and spatial tears, that fully exposed Ian's hidden "border between reality and illusion."
This is why Osiris could discover him.
It was due to this boundary becoming unstable amid the aftermath of the divine battle, like the ripples invoked after a giant stone is cast into a calm lake, revealing the Raven's figure?
Ian, concealed in Raven Form by utilizing High Tier Transformation Technique and Cognitive Interference Magic, indeed finds difficulty in remaining completely hidden under such a level of reality shock.
Like a person hidden behind a curtain, when the curtain itself starts shaking violently, the shadow naturally becomes exposed.
"Perhaps it is for this reason."
This was only Ian's guess.
However, he didn't have time to verify it.
Fortunately, it was the Pluton who discovered him, not the Evil God. Osiris evidently assisted in secret, not only refraining from exposing him but ambiguously guiding the direction.
But he absolutely must not let the Evil God discover him!
If that all-devouring creature focuses its attention on him.
Then.
The meaning of hiding for so long would be lost.
He had no time to inquire further.
The immediate priority was to enter the cellar and investigate why Pluton was concerned with it, even during battle, he took the trouble to tell Ian to take a look in the cellar.
"Must hurry."
Ian suppressed all shock and doubts, concentrating all his will on his Raven form.
Ian in Raven Form shot forward swiftly.
Like a black lightning traversing the chaotic battlefield.
He skillfully dodged the energy aftermaths erupting everywhere, the splashes of Nether River water and Evil God's particles corroding the air, creating spatial gaps one after another.