In a war between Evil Gods, the weaker ones would be devoured by the stronger ones until they were completely annihilated.
This was definitely going to be interesting!
This was no longer a battle of magic, but a clash on the level of magical domains.
Two Evil Gods, one representing death, the other representing devouring. These were two completely different domains of black magic.
Which domain was more powerful?
Judging from the current situation, the Death domain represented by the despicable Hilbo was no match for the Devouring domain.
In the words of the Evil God: In the long and strange time, death also has its end!
Death was the end of life, the end of all things.
Since ancient times, no matter how powerful a Wizard was, they were all afraid of death. In the distant past, there were the Pharaohs of Egypt, the despicable Hilbo, and many other ancient spellcasters. In recent times, there were Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and the Lord Voldemort. Wizards had always been trying to conquer death and obtain eternal life.
Who was not afraid of death?
Who did not want to obtain eternal life?
But if death, which represented the end of everything, had its end, then what was the point of death?
How could people be afraid of it?
The most terrifying feature of death was gone. As long as one had enough patience and time, they would be able to get through this state.
Obtaining immortality was probably the greatest wish and ambition of a mortal wizard.
But in the face of an ancient God who was born with eternal life, this level of ambition was meaningless.
Perhaps it was because of the complete suppression of power, or because there was no way to refute it, the Evil God that the despicable Hilbo had transformed into was no match for the Evil God that had existed since the birth of the universe.
The soul, magic, and essence that originally belonged to him were being devoured by the Evil God.
Countless creations of the Evil God gushed out from the Death's Gate and were devoured by the Evil God.
Even the power within the Death's Gate and death itself were being devoured.
The despicable Hilbo's power was rapidly weakening, and it was impossible for him to escape back into the Death's Gate.
The power of the Evil God followed him like a shadow, entangling him tightly like countless tentacles.
In the sky, the green light was fading, and the demonic red light of magic was getting stronger.
If it was another occasion, Elwyn would not mind watching this battle.
He might be witnessing the destruction of an Evil God!
Elwyn had a feeling that even if the despicable Hilbo could not be killed or destroyed due to the soul vessel, he could still be devoured by the other Evil God and turn into nothingness.
After all power was devoured, Hilbo's existence would be meaningless.
This was definitely an epic magical battle!
Iven, who had witnessed everything, would become the witness of this epic battle.
Iven seemed to be just a witness to this battle, but with his current position, he had to do something.
He had to participate in the battle between the two Evil Gods.
If the despicable Hirpo was allowed to be devoured, then time would undergo earth-shaking changes.
Iven had to ensure that history moved on the right track!
He wanted to stop the Ravenclaw Family Wizards from opening the Death's Gate and prevent the despicable Hilbo from descending into the real world. He also wanted to defeat the evil god that was devouring magic essence and prevent it from becoming stronger.
He wanted to stop the Ravenclaw Family from opening the Death's Gate and prevent the Evil God Evil God from becoming stronger.
Even though he had completely merged with the ocean of magic, he could still control the part of magic that belonged to him with his mind.
Compared to the huge amount of magic that gathered around him, the part that he could control was minuscule.
But it was true that Elwyn could control it.
This was his only hope. He tried his best to use the magic he could control to influence the other Evil Gods.
As time passed, the range of magic he could control became larger and faster.
Elwyn quickly figured out the trick. He did not need to control all the magic. He only needed to use his own magic to guide it.
Under his guidance, the magic in the surroundings obeyed his orders.
He did not care what the Ravenclaw Family's magic was. He wanted to use the magic in his own way.
Whether it was the Evil God or the Death's Gate, he could just destroy them!
If Elwyn could control such a huge amount of magic, the impact of the collision would be enough to destroy everything. Although the magic was stable now, once it left the control of the castle's magic, it might not be so stable.
This would be a collision beyond everyone's imagination. It would be like throwing a powerful missile.
No!
From Elwyn's point of view, the impact of such a large amount of magic would be no less destructive than Muggle's atomic bomb.
As Elwyn controlled the magic, he could feel a super strong power under his control. This was magic power that was much stronger than he had ever controlled before.
He gathered the huge amount of magic around him and tried to shoot it out.
It felt like he was shooting a spell!
As soon as this thought appeared in Elwyn's mind, a magic beam was shot out.
Boom!
The blue magic beam was like a high-pressure water vapor that sprayed onto the Evil God's shadow that was frantically devouring.
"Mortal!"
The Evil God's voice suddenly became louder with anger.
The whispers in Elwyn's mind became complicated, and he seemed to hear a scream.
Then, he saw a large part of the arrogant Evil God's shadow corrode, as if it had been hit by a Corrosion Curse.
"It's doable!" Elwyn hurriedly controlled and shot out another magic beam.
Under the collision of magic, another part of the Evil God's shadow disappeared, and its power was rapidly weakening.
It roared angrily and waved its countless tentacles.
"Weak and ignorant mortal, you are trying to stop me again!
"What a joke, your doomsday is coming!
"The death knell of destruction has been sounded, your resistance is meaningless!
"Witness your death and despair, mortal, your doomsday is coming …"
Elwyn did not care what this guy was saying. His past experience told him that as long as he ignored the whispers in his mind and did not let the Evil God affect his mind, its power would be reduced by half.
Before it really arrived, this guy had no attack power other than on the spiritual level.
Even if he did not use legendary magic items, the Evil God's whispers could not affect Elwyn at all.
At this moment, the entire Ravenclaw family's castle seemed to have become a cannon. Elwyn kept shooting cannonballs. He controlled the magic to form magic beams and shot them out one after another, continuously weakening the Evil God's power …
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