Horus' body grew larger and larger. Soon, he stood in front of Elwyn like a fortress.
His head was almost the same height as Ramses II, who was floating in the sky, more than 200 feet tall. His voice echoed between heaven and earth. Every time his huge body moved, the entire space shook, making loud rumbling noises.
There were also colorful orbs of light floating around him. This god clearly had strong magic power.
Defeat such a guy and dig out his left eye …
Elwyn seriously wondered if this challenge was too difficult for him.
Even if everything was as Ramses II said, and Horus would suppress his power, he was still a god!
Among all of Elwyn's opponents, this guy was the strongest.
If possible, he did not want to fight.
But he did not have the right to refuse. Ramses II had made it very clear. Either he fought and won and took the reward, or he died here in the desert of Egypt more than 2,000 years ago. Maybe his bones would be found by future generations of archaeologists and adventurers.
Elwyn thought of Nico Lemour's story of obtaining the Book of Abraham. Perhaps this magic book was left in this desert by him, and it eventually passed into Lemour's hands. Otherwise, how could a group of Muggle merchants get their hands on such a magic book?
He looked up at Ramses II, the pharaoh who was only a few years older than him.
Ramses II was communicating with Horus. The two spoke very quickly, using a language that Elwyn did not understand.
It might be a rare speech in ancient magic, but he was not in the mood to study these ancient words.
These ancient spellcasters were always like this. A simple test in their mouth was beyond Elwyn's imagination.
Couldn't they put themselves in Elwyn's shoes and give him a challenge that suited his status?
Elwyn was just a student. What was the test for a fourth or fifth-year student at Hogwarts?
Stealing an egg from a fire dragon's nest was the official standard correct answer, or trying to fight a Death Eater. Being able to do this would already be considered excellent. Perhaps he could play some other tricks and have a slightly more intense taste. Elwyn would not refuse, but no matter how he thought about it, he should not be digging out the eyes of a god.
He gripped his wand tightly and tried to clear his mind. He told himself that this was not the time to be distracted and that he had to think of a solution as soon as possible.
"Elwyn, are you ready? Since time is limited, I think it's best to start now. You … "
Elwyn could no longer hear what Ramesses II said after that.
When he saw Horus' huge body approaching him, he instinctively moved.
Although he had not thought of a strategy, it was not important now.
He got rid of all distracting thoughts, and the only word left in his mind was "battle".
Not only did he want to display his own strength, but he also wanted to defeat everyone in front of him, defeat Horus, defeat this god.
He could do it, he could definitely do it.
Boom!!!
Under Elwyn's control, a giant made of countless grains of sand stood up from the desert, stirring up a rolling sandstorm.
The giant let out an angry roar and pounced at Horus.
More and more yellow sand gathered and flowed into its body, causing it to grow bigger and harder.
Horus said a few words, then did not dodge, but directly went to meet the sand giant that Elwyn had created.
The two behemoths collided, using the most primitive strength to fight, making a frightening sound.
The whole space trembled, trembling from their collision.
Elwyn saw Horus' muscles bulge, and his appearance of killing the giant was even more miserable, almost on the verge of collapse.
If not for the yellow sand replenishing it, one round of collision would have broken down and turned into gravel again.
"Very good transformation spell. This should be a type of creation spell, but you guys seem to have simplified it. Of course, the power is a little weak. If that guy Seth was here, he would probably like it. He often fights those giants, "Ramesses II said, watching the battle below with great interest. Ramesses II said, watching the battle below with great interest. "You have to work harder, Ivan. This level of transformation is still not enough to compete with Horus."
There was no need to remind Elwyn, he could also see that.
Horus and the sand giant were fighting, and it was a short stalemate, but anyone could see that his giant could not hold on for long.
The cracks on that huge body were increasing, and they were also getting bigger and bigger. The gravel was collapsing on a large scale.
Even though Elwyn had worked very hard, the speed at which the sand was replenishing was not as fast as the speed at which it was collapsing.
This cannot go on. He quickly waved his wand, and the sand giant turned into countless grains of sand again.
Because it suddenly lost its opponent, Horus staggered forward.
The gravel transformed again, turning into a giant python that wrapped around its opponent from top to bottom.
Elwyn did not stop. He aimed his wand at the desert under Horus's feet, and quickly chanted a spell.
The yellow sand began to descend rapidly, turning into a pool of mud, trapping Horus, who was trapped by the giant python. He was sinking.
Horus roared and struggled hard, tearing the python on his body to pieces.
A pair of black wings appeared behind him, flapping rapidly, allowing him to rise from the mud.
As the wings flapped, countless grains of sand also roared.
Like a storm, the sand rained down on Elwyn at an extremely fast speed.
His clothes and skin were shredded by the flying gravel, and tiny wounds were all over his body.
Elwyn did not dodge, nor did he use any magic to defend himself.
He panted, enduring the pain, ignoring the knife-like sand rain, and did not look at the collapsing desert around him.
He raised his wand and aimed it at Horus, waiting for an opportunity.
Elwyn knew that this was his only chance. While Horus was relaxed and not using his full strength, he had to end the battle as soon as possible.
If this continued, both his physical strength and magic power would not be enough to support him in a fight against this famous god.
Horus was known as the God of Royalty and the Sky. The sky was his domain, and the desert was under the control of his arch-enemy, Seth.
Otherwise, he would not need to put in so much effort. With just a thought, he could command the gravel.
There were also the frightening colorful orbs of magic floating around him. These things were not decorations.
Not to mention, Horus had not even picked up his weapon, the Staff of Vos, which had a huge amount of energy and was admired by the world.
No matter how he looked at it, Elwyn had no chance of winning. His only goal was to get Horus' left eye.
He concentrated, and magic power quickly gathered.
When Horus broke free and flew out of the mud, Elwyn's magic was also activated in an instant.
A silver light, like lightning, flew out from the end of the wand and shot towards Horus' left eye.
"Success?" Elwyn's eyes followed his spell, his heart beating rapidly because of nervousness.
Just as the spell was about to touch Horus, a golden transparent energy shield that seemed to be formed by sunlight appeared, blocking Elwyn's spell.
Bang! The white light collided with the energy shield, causing a ripple.
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