The Ghost Brides were minions created by the Evil God. Though each of them appeared to retain some intelligence, in essence, they were merely parts of the Evil God.
They were extensions of the Evil God's will. If the Ghost Brides wanted to stop Ian from reaching a certain place, it proved that the Evil God's subconscious did not want anyone to find that place.
"Is the cellar where the Evil God was incubated some kind of weakness?" Ian could not help but speculate, and the Ghost Brides' next actions confirmed his guess.
"Protect. Sanctuary." A monster formed from fused Ghost Brides uttered broken syllables. Its main body retained a woman's upper torso, but its lower half had turned into a massive base composed of countless tentacles. Ten eyes across five faces locked onto Ian at once, filled with pure malice.
Ian did not hesitate to strike first.
"Sectumsempra!"
An invisible blade slashed toward the monster, only to dissipate abruptly a few inches from its target—an invisible force field surrounded the creature, capable of dismantling conventional magic.
"Adaptive Force Field..." Ian's pupils contracted slightly. "It can even evolve this kind of power that should belong to the Evil God's main body? An unsolvable defensive mechanism?"
The monster gave him no time to think. Its five mouths opened simultaneously, spewing attacks of different attributes: acid, frost, fire, shadow, and a pure mental shock. These attacks were not chaotic; they formed a perfect blockade, sealing off every possible route Ian could use to evade.
"Omnidirectional Protective Matrix!"
Ian's wand danced rapidly, and seven layers of differently colored shields unfolded in an instant. The acid corroded the outermost physical barrier; frost froze the second layer's energy deflection; fire melted the third layer's elemental resistance; shadow seeped through the fourth layer's mental barrier. In