Extremely Perilous

Perilous Beyond Measure

There was no other way.

To fight a god.

One needed the power of a god.

For beings who had taken a different path, Ian found it difficult to contend with them using his own magic and emerge victorious. The main reason was that his research into magic had not yet gone deep enough.

It was not that magic itself was inadequate.

"Wizards are a people who can make every kind of power serve us. Divine authority is no exception." Ian believed this firmly. He did not confront "decay" head-on.

That would mean entering the field where his opponent excelled most.

He chose another approach. With a light tap of his wand against the void, a ripple that was invisible and intangible—yet seemed to contain the contradictory essence of "both is and is not," "both exists and is nonexistent"—spread outward from him in an instant.

"Definition Rewrite: Within this domain, decay is rebirth!"

The divine power of Paradox acted upon the level of rules! The gray-black ripples of decay sweeping toward him underwent an eerie change upon touching the Paradox Domain Ian had unfolded.

Part of the decaying energy continued to take effect, corroding space.

But another part, warped by the laws of Paradox, was bizarrely transformed into an exceedingly faint aura of "rebirth," carrying a trace of the feeling of withered trees blooming anew in spring!

Though that "rebirth" was pitifully weak.

It was far from enough to offset all the decay, but it had truly happened! It was like forcibly laying down the rule-based foundation for a tiny oasis in a dead-silent desert.

"What?!" The fallen god's scarlet eyes filled with shock and fury. It could feel that its ever-effective divine power of decay had actually had part of its essence forcibly twisted!

"What exactly