Ian looked down at the neatly cut half of his body, frowning slightly.
In the "Mechanical Mind Charm" state, his emotions have been stripped away, and the sensory effects such as pain have been reduced to a minimum.
The brain was working rapidly, instantly calculating everything that had just happened.
"Causality Spell."
This attack utilizes the law of cause and effect and can ignore all physical and magical defenses and directly act on the result, that is, the destruction of the target.
If he hadn't instinctively activated "Soul Shield" for defense at the last moment, his soul would have completely Annihilation and disappeared from this world at this moment.
This is the closest he has come to death since he embarked on the path of magic.
To be precise, since he passed through his weak childhood, he has never encountered such a dangerous situation.
If he were not in this absolutely rational state, he might take some time to lament the impact his death would have on his relatives and friends.
But now is not the time to sigh.
"Morgana, activate 'Causality Artifact' immediately to build defense measures against such spells."
"Execute immediately, sir."
"Since you want to play Law of Causality, then I will play with you."
Although Ian does not have an extremely sophisticated understanding of causal magic, he is a master-level expert in one application branch of Law of Causality - that is: curse.
As long as the caster has possession of an item belonging to the target, he can use it as a medium to cast the curse.
Although this is just a very low-level application of Law of Causality, in the hands of Ian, it is enough to exert terrifying power.
The next moment, two things floated in front of him: a drop of bright red blood, and a golden ball of light.
That drop of blood was taken from "Spear of Longinus" - the Divine Artifact that stabbed Jesus to death.
If the classics of Christianity are correct, Jesus is either the son of Jehovah, or a part of him.
In either case, this drop of blood is the perfect medium for damnation.
As for that golden ball of light, it is the crystallization of billions of Christians Faith Power.
This is another medium prepared by Ian, which is equally powerful.
Seeing these two things appearing in front of Ian, Jehovah's expression changed instantly.
Without any hesitation, he launched another attack, still with the weird Causality Spell.
This time, the prepared Morgana successfully blocked most of the attacks, but was not completely immune.
Ian's legs were instantly shattered by the invisible force. But he didn't even frown, because his spell had been completed. At the same time, the "Phoenix Fire" in his body rose up and quickly repaired the broken limbs.
Arcane Rune Magic: Energy-Devouring Curse!
A dark rune tattoo suddenly appeared on Jehovah's blue skin. Immediately afterwards, he felt a powerful suction coming from him, frantically extracting Divine Power from his body.
Jehovah immediately used "Curse Removal" to try to remove the marks on his body, but Ian didn't give him a chance at all.
He increased his mana output and forcibly maintained the operation of the curse.
In desperation, Jehovah could only use the power of Law of Causality to try to cut off the connection between himself and those media.
He succeeded, but only half of it.
He cut off the connection between the blood of Jesus and himself, but when faced with the huge Faith Power, the effect was greatly reduced.
"Damn Faith Power," Jehovah cursed in his heart.
The gods of all pantheons know that faith is poisonous, so they usually do not rely too much on this power.
As innate gods who were born at the beginning of the universe and control [Authority], their power does not come from faith, but through hundreds of millions of years of learning, training, and the development of their own companion Authority.
Those talented and diligent gods - such as Odin, Zeus, Brahma, Vishnu, Orolun, etc. - have grown rapidly, far exceeding their peers.
Unfortunately, researching and understanding [Authority] - that is, some basic concept or law of the universe - is not only extremely difficult, but also time-consuming.
Many gods often spend billions of years in order to advance to a higher level.
Some gods could not bear this long loneliness, stopped moving forward, and began to indulge in worldly pleasures.
Jehovah still remembers what Heaven Realm's life was like before he discovered Faith Power. Although there were occasional competitions and frictions, it was generally peaceful.
However, when the gods discovered that as long as they spread their names, doctrines and ideas to mortals to collect faith, they could help them understand Authority and quickly increase their power, the war broke out.
Based on the origin of the Heaven Realm, different camps quickly formed, and the concept of "god lineage" was born.
In the end, the gods fought for the faith of mortals.
What's Luck is that due to some kind of ban, they cannot spread the war to other corners of the universe, which prevents them from being completely contaminated by their faith.
Nonetheless, the emergence of faith changed everything.
Jehovah knows very well that unless he is willing to completely cut off contact with humans, he cannot remove the curse mediated by faith.
Moreover, as the god with the most believers and faith, once he does this, he will surely suffer extremely tragic karmic backlash.
Therefore, he could only settle for the next best thing and choose to weaken the curse.
Just weaken it to a negligible level.
Divine Arts: Angel Descent.
Suddenly a huge army of angels appeared in the sky. They were arranged in a strict hierarchy according to the number of wings and their position in the sky.
Standing at the top is a 16-winged Ninth Tier archangel, and below her are hundreds of 14-winged Eighth Tier angels, followed by 12-winged Seventh Tier angels, and so on.
Seeing this scene, Ian quickly made arrangements.
"Severus, hand over the production of Potions to Golem, and use this faith light ball to continuously cast Dark Magic to weaken his power."
The moment the command was issued, a massive amount of energy poured from Aether Core into Snape's body, forcibly raising his strength to the level of Ninth Tier.
"Hermione, you are responsible for commanding the army. Lily, you are responsible for the city and our defense."
The other two people also quickly connected to the core. This move greatly relieved Ian's pressure to control huge energy alone.
However...
"Master, Aether Core's energy is being consumed at an accelerated rate."
"Keep an eye on the point and make sure there is enough energy left to escape. Once we reach the warning line, immediately activate Void Jump to take us away."
"Understood."
"Found it," Hermione said suddenly.
The next moment, countless huge magic arrays appeared out of thin air in space.
A huge army came out of it.
This army is composed of fallen angels with black wings, ordinary angels with white wings, Demons creatures that look like they came out of a nightmare movie, humanoids, and many mythical monsters.
They all have one thing in common: gray, corpse-like skin.
Many soldiers had mutilated limbs, weapons still stuck in their bodies, or signs of being burned or chopped off.
"Undead," the Ninth Tier archangel whispered to himself.
She could tell that these were all warriors who fell in that Heavenly War.
She even recognized some of the faces - enemies she had killed with her own hands, and comrades she had fought alongside.
Wrath instantly appeared on this angel's beautiful face; she hated these "Inner Warlocks" for desecrating the bodies of soldiers, especially her former comrades.
Using Morgana's powerful computing power and greatly enhanced perception, Hermione located the multiple dimensions where the corpses of these creatures were located.
However, she found that almost all of these powerful men had fallen.
Therefore, she controlled the huge Negative Energy produced when these strong men died, awakened their corpses, and transformed them into undead.
Then, use her talent to summon them here.
Although there was resistance from some undead angels who had been loyal to Jehovah, other undead - those from the enemy camp - were extremely willing to return as undead, just to get a chance for revenge.
"Has the war started again?"
asked a fallen angel summoned by Hermione. He also has 16 wings.
"Lucifer?" The Ninth Tier archangel Michael looked at him, frowning, "No, you are not him."
"You are right, my dear sister. After you destroyed my soul with your own hands, I am just a trace of resentment left in my body. Despite this, I am still very happy to see you," Lucifer let out a maniacal laugh.
"Hello, father," he turned his head and looked at Jehovah with hatred, "It seems that you are not in a good condition, right?"