pertwk Chapter 301: Titans and Ravens
Chapter 301: Titans and Ravens
Chapter 301: Titans and Ravens
The sunlight cascaded down like a golden waterfall.
It made Ian's figure appear long and slender.
He stood at the edge of the spatial rift, almost touching the thick, asphalt-like darkness within. The murmurs of black-robed wizards echoed from the dark rift.
Fear is growing among this group.
no way.
Who told Ian to bring up ravens again? It's clear that this group of people are genuinely terrified of ravens, almost as if they're allergic to the word.
"Raven...you want to know about raven."
Zeus lifted his hood, his azure eyes gleaming with a mixture of wariness and reminiscence. His withered fingers gripped his bone staff tightly, the eagle-headed ornament gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
"The Titans created us to deal with the Ravens."
"These self-important Titans also have their fears, and that fear is called the Raven. They created us to fight against that fear of theirs."
"Using you to fight against the ravens?"
Ian frowned slightly, his expression surprised.
"Yes, the raven is an ancient god, an existence older than the Titans. Legend has it... that at the end of the world, it will descend and take away the souls of all life, including death, including everything."
Zeus's voice became solemn, and like his people, it was fearful. In fact, it was precisely because of this fear that he dared not refute Ian's threat.
In fact.
Zeus was always a man with a terrible temper, but a bad temper doesn't mean he was stupid. He could still tell when it was okay to lose his temper and when it wasn't.
"Including death?"
Ian thought the other person might be referring to Death, but in their language system, the word "god" was still only used to refer to the Titans.
of course.
It is also used to refer to ravens that are even older than the Titans.
“That’s right,” Zeus continued. “The Titans feared this legend. Unwilling to accept their fate of destruction, they decided to create a force to counter the raven. That is us—the wizards.”
His tone was low.
These words truly astonished Ian. It turned out that these people also knew they were wizards, and that the earliest wizards had actually become the future gods.
and.
The word "wizard" was actually coined ahead of time.
This group of people knew they were wizards.
"Using you to fight the ravens... but magic doesn't seem to be able to harm the ravens, does it?" Ian continued to ask, feeling that the facts sounded somewhat contradictory.
He didn't know that ravens possess absolute magic immunity.
How could the Titans expect wizards to be able to fight against ravens?
"you're right."
Zeus sneered, "Magic indeed cannot harm it. But in the beginning, the Titans did not want us to use magic to fight the raven, but rather they wanted us to use magic to create a force that could fight the raven."
His aged face appeared particularly deep in the shadows. Upon hearing this, Ian thought of the fallen Sky City and those metal behemoths.
A thoughtful look flashed in Ian's eyes.
"Why is that?"
He asked the question he already knew the answer to.
"Research, let us use our brains for them." Zeus's voice was deep. "The Titans gave us magic so that we could research a power that could fight the ravens—alchemy."
really.
The old man's statement confirmed Ian's suspicions. Ian pondered, the images of the fallen metal behemoths and the ruins of the Sky City flashing through his mind once more.
presumably.
Those metal behemoths were what the Titans wanted the wizards to create to fight the ravens, but it was clear that even he, the one who found the ravens' corpses, couldn't deal with them.
perhaps.
The Titans, and these ancient wizards, and future gods, didn't actually know much about the raven? Ian couldn't help but feel a little confused.
"Yes, it is alchemy." Zeus continued to nod. "They had heard that in that ancient prophecy, the raven had told a shadowy figure that only the 'True Creator,' whose whereabouts were unknown, could defeat it, and the power wielded by the True Creator was alchemy."
Another prophecy.
It seems the Titans' understanding of the Raven really does rely entirely on this. Upon hearing this, Ian's expression instantly turned strange. The true creator is the Raven itself—these Titans have clearly been tricked.
He couldn't help but rub his forehead.
"So you were created to study how to defeat ravens using alchemy?"
Ian was processing the information he had received. He felt a sense of familiarity; wasn't the true creator Raven? Hmm, from this perspective, Raven hadn't actually lied.
Isn't that his art of speaking?
Ian was somewhat speechless.
Thoughts are also running at lightning speed.
Meanwhile.
Zeus, oblivious to Ian's unease, continued, "The Titans firmly believe that alchemy can rival the ravens. They force us to study it day and night, forging weapons and crafting machines."
These words.
It seemed to have stirred up painful memories for the black-robed wizards behind him.
Zeus's voice gradually turned resentful.
"The Titans treated us like slaves."
Then.
The tone of his voice became somewhat relieved.
"The Sky City, the Metal Behemoth, is a weapon we forged using alchemy. The Titans bestowed magic upon us so that we could replace them, these lazy creatures, in researching alchemy."
"However, they were unaware that we had found freedom in alchemy, and also a way to imprison them. Their arrogance regarding immortality kept these Titans completely ignorant of our plans!"
Zeus smiled smugly.
"And then? You overthrew them?"
Ian pressed for an answer.
"Then?"
Zeus's gaze gradually deepened.
"It's not just about overthrowing."
A glint of ruthlessness flashed in Zeus's eyes. "Cronus, that arrogant Titan king, imprisoned us inside Mount Olympus. His brothers brandished whips by the forge, forcing us to forge weapons that could 'kill gods.' How ironic—they themselves are gods, yet they want to forge weapons that can kill even more ancient gods."
Zeus's voice was filled with contempt.
Ian listened quietly, the sunlight casting clear shadows at his feet.
"We have endured for centuries," Zeus's voice grew increasingly agitated, "until Prometheus—the wisest of us—discovered the Titans' weakness."
"We have discovered the possibilities that alchemy can offer us."
"then."
"We united and rebelled against the Titans at the moment when they trusted us most. They treated us as slaves, yet gave us the power to destroy them."
"We ended their rule, imprisoned them, and transformed the machines they forced us to forge, those unfinished 'god-killing weapons,' into our home."
"Then, we did what they did to us." Zeus meant, of course, that the Titans were treated as slaves, but Ian thought it was probably even worse.
The Titans all became "energy" storage devices for these ancient wizards. Actually, it makes sense, since this city was originally built for the Titans.
Their power is certainly sufficient to drive the operation of the Sky City.
Ian was still somewhat taken aback by this new history.
He organized his thoughts a little.
To be honest, the story of Zeus is plausible, roughly the same as the Greek myth of the gods overthrowing the Titans. However, it's been modified to show the Titans using Zeus and his wizards as servants, and because they were given too much power, they were overthrown and imprisoned by Zeus and others.
They then used the weapons the Titans had forced them to forge and the remaining materials to build their new home, the sky city that had just crashed.
of course.
Although the Titans are gone, the legends they left behind remain, so the fear has been passed down to them—the raven that even their creators feared.
This is how it was organized.
Ian finally understood why these people were so terrified of him. Sure enough, no sooner had Ian finished organizing the information than Zeus demonstrated that Ian's guess was correct through his actions.
"Even though they are gone, we still remember the prophecy—that the raven will eventually destroy everything. So we haven't slacked off; we've been studying alchemy even more diligently."
"It was to deal with the disasters that the ravens would bring."
"Some of us wield illusionary magic, while others control the magic of destiny... We combine various spells and conduct a simulation every so often."
"However, without exception, we have all failed, just like this time, no, this time we have lost even more miserably." Zeus's voice was tinged with dejection.
"..."
Ian guessed some of the reasons, but he didn't guess that the fear of this group of people was something they had built up themselves. Repeated failures would indeed deepen the already heavy burden in their hearts.
"So, you haven't seen the Ravens, or even the Titans?" Ian thought of the Titans' disdain when they saw his Animagus form.
It's really that scary.
They can definitely outrun these black-robed wizards.
after all.
Long legs mean you can run fast.
A single step from a gigantic Titan could take a human several hours to run.
That's just how they are.
Zeus showed a disdainful expression towards the Titans, "The Titan who made this prophecy was banished by the so-called Titan King, so none of the Titans have ever seen a raven."
"A pathetic race, the pioneers who sounded the alarm, yet they suffered such persecution. This one was exiled to a place unknown to us by the other Titans before our uprising."
"They believed that the prophecy of that forerunner was the root of their dominance."
Zeus's expression grew increasingly mocking.
"And then, we lost the truly wise people."
"They didn't even know what a raven was, but they were terrified of the prophecy. The remaining Titans only knew the name 'raven' and didn't even know it was a bird."
There is a clear slight denigration of the raven here.
Zeus did it on purpose.
He was using this to observe Ian's expression.
however.
Ian, however, did not show any change in emotion.
They were cursing the raven.
What does he have to do with Ian?
"You're right." Ian nodded thoughtfully. "So the Titans were both terrified of the raven and knew nothing about it. Quite foolish."
Zeus stared intently at Ian's expression, seemingly searching for some flaw. But Ian's face remained calm. However, Zeus was still very wary of Ian.
after all.
The other party can really turn into a raven.
Even if there is any contamination from the corpse, it means that Ian has already carried a portion of the Raven, and it is unknown when he will be completely assimilated.
By that time.
Disaster will eventually strike again.
"You say you're not a raven," Zeus suddenly changed the subject, "but you did bring destruction." He pointed to the ruins still standing behind Ian.
In this regard.
Ian seemed a little embarrassed.
However, he was also confident, since he wasn't the one who made the first move.
"Destruction is the end of the old," Ian said calmly, his conscience truly untroubled. "Only after the end can a new beginning occur."
Ian couldn't possibly help these people rebuild Sky City.
Let's set aside whether he has the time.
The key issue is that he really doesn't want to.
and so.
Of course, the goal is to shift the blame and offer some insincere comfort to the other party.
He was trying to teach these ancient wizards the principle that out with the old, in with the new; however, this principle, which is so popular in later generations, was clearly beyond the comprehension of the ancient wizards.
These ancient wizards don't seem to be so easily fooled.
"But our lives have only just begun, not many years have passed." Zeus looked at him, a hint of wariness and anger in his eyes, but he ultimately did not lash out, only coldly saying, "I have told you everything I know. We do not wish to have any further dealings with you. Now, please allow me to take my people away."
Ian shook his head. "No, I'm the one leaving. But before I go, I want to ask one thing—did you ever use that material to forge a bronze door?"
"I still need to go back to my time. See, I'm not lying, I really am from the future." His main goal is still to be able to return to Hogwarts to study smoothly.
The air suddenly froze.
At least in Ian's opinion, things should freeze for a while.
After all, it was a very important matter for him.
"A bronze door?"
Zeus frowned.
The black-robed wizards around them also began to whisper among themselves.
"You don't know?" Ian noticed their confusion.
"The Titans are the strongest wielders of the power of time," Zeus said slowly. "But even they never truly reached the future; no one can create a gateway to it."
"Um?"
Ian looked suspicious.
"Really?"
He was still somewhat skeptical.
"Yes."
Zeus gave him a deep look, and finally shook his head firmly: "We have never forged such a door. The Titans may have forged it, and perhaps it exists in the history of the Titans."
"Of course, it may not exist at all, and may not be a creation of our time, but if you insist on searching, you can go to the original homeland of the Titans."
talking.
Zeus gave Ian a seashell with directions on it.
Ian didn't say anything more.
he knows.
Zeus wanted to get rid of this plague god as soon as possible.
It wasn't out of any goodwill.
God knows what lies in the Titans' homeland.
(End of this chapter)