Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 284: 283: Fighting the Titans

The entire city in the sky was shaking and trembling.

As Titans emerged one after another from the underground of the city, as if they had been imprisoned there for who knows how many years, the city in the sky seemed to have experienced a long-lasting earthquake.

The stone slabs under Ian's feet cracked into spider-web-like gaps, and a deafening cracking sound came from the city center in the distance, as if some ancient shackles were torn off.

One after another, giants were released. A deep and ancient roar - that was the roar of an ancient giant, the roar of a Titan who had been imprisoned for ten thousand years and finally saw the light of day.

"Well... this is really a myth coming true."

Ian's eyes were fixed on the giants that emerged from the ground.

Their bodies were enormous, their muscles were knotty, their skin seemed to be made of rock and metal, and every step they took caused the entire sky city to tremble violently.

Without exception.

All the giants had remnants of shackles and chains on their bodies.

In this regard.

Ian was slightly curious.

No panic.

He raised his wand calmly.

Cast a spell on your eyes.

"Penetrate vision!"

Ian didn't know what the original purpose of the person who invented this magic was. He just learned this perspective magic in the Hogwarts library.

Different from the common perspective spell.

The advantage of this magic is that you can see through only what you want to see through, and you can even decide how many layers to see through. However, for a serious person like Ian, this is the first time he has used it without practice.

His vision penetrated the obstruction of bricks and tiles on the ground. A layer of light golden light flowed in his pupils. His sight penetrated the thick rock layers and some simple magic barriers and reached deep underground.

Then he looked down.

as predicted.

In addition to some hollow structures, the interior of this city also has many cages comparable to prisons. Countless huge spell chains crisscross and weave into an airtight cage network. Each chain is engraved with ancient runes, flashing with weak but powerful magic fluctuations.

These runes were not ordinary sealing techniques, but a combination of alchemy and ancient witchcraft. Anyway, it was a strange method for Ian. There were many bronze grids made of the same material as the city, crisscrossing like rooms, and connected together by dense chains.

This is a cage.

A cage of mysterious bronze metal.

Of course there is a reason why it was implanted inside the city. The cage is wrapped with dark red spell chains, but now many of these spell chains have been opened.

The giants who climbed onto the ground were released from here - however, there were also giants that were still being released, and their state of being imprisoned made Ian discover an astonishing fact.

Those metal chains.

It is not just a restraint that limits the movement of the giants, but also a kind of "blood vessels" that seem to be deeply embedded in the giants' bodies. It can be said that each one is deeply embedded in the flesh and blood of those giants.

It absorbs the energy of the giant like a blood vessel.

As energy flows, the runes on the chains flicker, pulsating like breathing. These chains not only restrain the giants' movements, but also continuously drain their power.

"I see."

Ian understood.

These Titans are the power source of this city!
The reason why this sky city suspended in the clouds can escape the bondage of gravity and run in the sky without falling is not because of some mysterious floating stone or pure magic energy. It is these imprisoned giants who are the living power source and provide a constant supply of energy support for the entire city!
"I was wondering why I couldn't sense much magical power. It turns out that this is not a kind of magic." Ian finally understood why the operation of the Sky City was difficult for him to analyze.

original.

The way this thing works is different from the system I practice. The power these giants possess is different from any form of magic Ian has ever known.

That's not magic at all.

It was a more primitive and powerful force. It was precisely because of this force as energy that a city no smaller than a large city could exist in the sky without much magic power and possess all the conditions for prosperity and wealth like a city on earth - the giants had the most primitive power in the world.

As an energy that is in harmony with nature.

Just absorb.

A "small world" with all the necessary conditions can be created anywhere.

"Roar!"

Giants were released one after another.

This may be the last trump card of the ancient wizards to deal with the enemy. After the chains that bound and embedded in the flesh stopped absorbing energy, the giants began to wake up one after another. Their chests rose and fell, and the blood began to flow again. They struggled and roared, climbed out of the abyss-like cage, and approached the ground step by step.

Several huge monsters slowly crawled out from the smoke and dust on the ground. Their bodies were as tall as mountains, and their skin and shapes were different because of their power attributes.

But they all had the texture of flesh and blood. Broken chains were wrapped around them, some of which could not be pulled off, while others could be pulled off. The chains that could be pulled off fell to the ground.

There was a deafening roar.

Each one looks like it could be used to build at least several large airplanes.

This can be seen.

How huge are these giants?

"Titan?"

Ian heard the black-robed woman next to him address these giants. The black-robed woman's pupils were trembling violently, and the voice that came out of her cracked lips was full of despair.

"They are crazy! How dare they...how dare they release the Titan! The control means are not stable! What if it gets out of control! That would be a disaster more terrible than having my soul taken away by you!" Her fear almost solidified into substance, and her fingers pinched her arms tightly, as if this could keep her awake.

"First of all, I don't take anyone's soul. Secondly, you defeated the Titan once, so you can't defeat him a second time? Forgive my perception."

"In my opinion, the defeated will always be the defeated."

Ian didn't quite understand the woman's fear. Fragments of ancient Greek mythology flashed through his mind - Kronos, Uranus, Oceanus...

In Greek mythology, the Titans are the offspring of the sky and the earth, and are primitive gods that are older and more violent than the Olympian gods. However, these ancient gods were eventually overthrown by the Olympian gods led by Zeus. It is rumored that they were imprisoned in the abyss of Tartarus, but in reality it seems that they were captured and used as palus.

Ok.

Worse than Palu.

The Titans in front of him were not exactly the same as the mythical images in his memory. Each one seemed to be a flesh and blood body representing some kind of natural law.

"You do not understand!"

The woman trembled.

"I really don't understand, so could you please explain it to me?" Ian couldn't help but ask, his eyes slowly locked on the slowly moving giants.

"You want me to explain it to you?"

The woman in black robe shuddered all over, and then she realized that she could understand Ian's words. She didn't dare to run away, so she could only huddle and answer, her voice as thin as a mosquito.

“They… are immortal lives… eternal beings… they are our creators, and we are merely their creations.” The woman’s voice was filled with extreme fear.

It was as if these Titans were not prisoners, but terrifying beings that frightened her.

"The Creator?"

Ian frowned. According to Greek mythology, the gods were the children of the Titans, but the woman's words revealed a crueler truth - the gods of the future were not the descendants of the Titans?
But their alchemical creation?

There is such speculation.

Ian didn't know what to say.

The huge gap between myth and reality made him a little dazed.

He certainly understood what the situation was.

In other words, the gods of the future are not descendants of the Titans, but are created by the Titans themselves, just like Nuwa created humans? This completely overturned Ian's understanding of mythology.

but.

If that's the case.

Some things can probably be understood.

No wonder… No wonder the future gods, though powerful, could never transcend a certain limit. They were not naturally born lives, but tools deliberately created.

It was just that this tool was too powerful and it backfired on its master. But as a creation of the Titans, they certainly would not be as perfect as the life created by the real Creator. Ian realized that he was touching a true history, a truth unknown to the modern magic world.

The history and even myths known to people in later generations are nothing more than legends that have been tampered with and interpreted countless times. The real truth is far more shocking and incredible than one can imagine.

of course.

Whether it is true or not remains to be determined.

Until now.

Ian still couldn't be sure whether he had really returned to a very distant past, or just entered a chaotic space, like the time loop he had experienced before.

Due to lack of sufficient information.

Ian really had a hard time judging the specific circumstances of his situation. Especially the incident of encountering the reckless goddess when she was a child, which seemed to him to be an odd coincidence that couldn't be more bizarre.

Look how unpredictable this adjective is.

It is simply the best reflection of Ian’s mood.

"Relax, I'm not a bad person."

Ian collected his thoughts and tried to make his tone sound gentle. "You must have a misunderstanding about me. I am just a 14-year-old little wizard, and I will be friends with your children in the future."

Hear the words.

The woman was stunned, her eyes blank, obviously unable to understand what he said. But Ian had no time to explain, because the Titans had completely broken free from their restraints and were slowly turning their heads as if searching for something.

soon.

The guys' eyes were fixed on Ian.

There is a feeling of looking at prey in their eyes.

"Sure enough...it's coming for me."

Ian gripped his wand tightly, not feeling surprised.

And at this time.

"A bird...you are afraid of a bird?"

A low, thunderous voice echoed among the ruins.

One of the largest Titans sneered and spoke, his voice echoing between heaven and earth like thunder. His body was larger than the other Titans. His skin had a rocky texture, hot magma flowed in his blood vessels, and his eyes flashed a dark red light, full of majesty and oppression.

"It is indeed a failed creation!"

This guy was obviously mocking the black-robed wizards.

of course.

He also looked down on Ian. This Titan was even more powerful. Even though he had been imprisoned for so long and was in such a state of desolation, he still had the aura of a king.

It is clear.

This is the Titan King.

His words were full of contempt for the ancient wizards, and he also made no secret of his contempt for Ian. As for Ian, he might have only learned some information from the group of black-robed wizards.

"You dirty traitors, there will actually be a day when you will need our power - you can't imagine it, and neither can I. Let me see what kind of bird scares you, a group of daring failures!" After the Titan God King finished speaking to the black-robed wizards, he looked at Ian with an extremely dangerous look.

"I am a human being! Your whole family is birds!" Ian felt insulted and a little exasperated. He raised his wand without hesitation.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The blinding green light cut through the air and hit the Titan God King's chest. However, the death curse that was enough to take his life instantly only left a trace of green lines on his skin.

"Funny bug!"

The Titan God King looked down at his chest and then burst into deafening laughter. Little did he know that seeing this scene, Ian couldn't help laughing.

"It seems that magic is indeed effective against Titans." Ian was just testing it a little to verify his guess based on the woman's reaction and the information he had learned.

Facts have also proved that he is indeed smart - this is why the ancient wizards were able to defeat the Titans, that is, magic can indeed harm these huge creatures.

of course.

Of course, the magic resistance of these Titans is very high.

Not even Avada Kedavra could take away his soul.

but.

It is not absolutely immune to magic - under Ian's gaze, the withered chest of the Titan God King was repairing rapidly, not only the body, but also the soul of this giant was healing itself.

"Huhuhu~"

Ian waved his wand again.

The dark blue flames wrapped around the nearest Titan like a giant python, devouring his flesh and blood crazily. However, the speed at which the flames devoured could not keep up with the speed at which the Titan healed.

This also made Ian see a little trick. The faster Ian burned, the faster the other party would heal, just like this regeneration ability had no limit and depended on the severity of the injury.

"We are immortal... truly immortal."

The Titan King looked at the small branch in Ian's hand with contempt.

"Real immortality? Tom will be jealous to death..."

Ian couldn't help but sigh.

The power possessed by these Titans completely violates the laws of nature, or rather, they themselves are part of the laws of nature. They will not truly die unless the world is destroyed.

No wonder it is said to be eternal life.

but.

"In the era I live in, not only are you no longer seen, but there is no trace of your existence. This proves that there is indeed a way to eliminate you."

Ian got the future script, so he knew the answer.

"Let me take another look. Your complete disappearance...will happen today, right?" Ian waved his wand, and the power of paradox began to manifest in this space and time.

(End of this chapter)