Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start?

Chapter 285: Chapter282-The Forbidden Power Beyond Celestial Gods



"Archdemon, I warn you not to seek your own death! Owen defied the laws of the God Realm and is doomed. Besides, my son is a disciple of a higher forbidden power!"

"Being a celestial god yourself, you should know just how terrifying that forbidden power is and what it truly represents!"

Seeing that Archdemon was determined to protect Owen and Leslie, the God Realm Master's expression darkened, his words dripping with intense menace.

However, Archdemon remained silent for a moment before responding slowly: "So, you won't retreat?"

"Then I suppose there's nothing left to discuss between us?" The Forsaken Celestial God chimed in, saying, "I advise you to reconsider-not for yourself, but for the sake of the billions of demons under your command."

With that, Archdemon's calm eyes turned cold.

"Is that a threat?"

"If you want to see it that way, there's no harm in that!" Forsaken Celestial God grinned, revealing his yellowed teeth.

But just as that grin appeared, Archdemon drew a long blade and swung it towards his face. The black blade carried an overwhelming force of devouring energy, consuming all mana and light in its path.

The sword howled, cracked, and disintegrated as it cleaved through the air.

The Forsaken Celestial God furrowed his brow, surprised that Archdemon would attack without hesitation-and with such terrifying power.

"Your energy still seems unstable. You must have just recently broken through. In that case, let me teach you what the true power of a celestial god is!" The Forsaken Celestial God laughed arrogantly. The coffin on his back flung forward, shattering the space in front of him and transforming into a black veil that blotted out the sky, suppressing the power of Archdemon's strike.

Boom!

The two celestial gods clashed high in the sky, unleashing shockwaves of unimaginable destruction, as if the world itself were ending.

The Dragon Clan immediately reinforced the protective barrier around the imperial capital. Without it, the capital would be reduced to dust in an instant by the force of the battle.

As the Forsaken Celestial God and Archdemon engaged in combat, the God Realm Master prepared to join forces and take down Archdemon before dealing with Owen and Leslie. But Owen and Leslie, who had been waiting for this moment, launched their attack as soon as he moved. Their combined offensive struck the God Realm Master, distorting the space around him and trapping him inside the Godslayer Array.

A crimson glow seemed to replace everything in existence, while a bitter cold wind howled through the air, carrying icy snowflakes that bit into flesh. Even the God Realm Master began to feel the pressure.

Owen and Leslie fought together, taking on the God Realm Master in a two-against-one battle.

The shockwaves from both battlefronts were so terrifying that everyone present was pale with fear, not daring to approach, afraid of being obliterated by the rippling energy.

At this moment, Charles-Saint, who had been severely injured by Owen earlier, finally regained his senses. Though he couldn't get close to the battlefield to attack Owen and Leslie, his dark eyes turned toward the capital with malicious intent.

"Young Master, are you alright?" The Archgod and others rushed to Charles-Saint's side.

Charles-Saint, already of high status, had garnered even more respect after they learned he was a disciple of the forbidden power. The Archgod and the others bowed even lower in his presence.

Hearing their concerned inquiries, Charles-Saint's face still burned from the earlier slap, and his anger flared.

"Owen, Leslie, and their reinforcements are tied up now, so there's no need for this capital to exist anymore. Destroy it, and we'll call it an interest payment!"

The Archgod and the others' eyes lit up. Both Owen and Leslie treasured the capital greatly; it was the heart of the Azure Kingdom. Destroying it would deal a severe psychological blow to them.

"You're wise, Young Master! We'll make sure not a single stone remains of the capital!" the Archgod declared, leading the gods of Middle Earth in a furious charge toward the city. Meanwhile, both Owen and Leslie, locked in battle with the God Realm Master, sensed the Archgod and his group moving toward the capital.

Leslie frowned, preparing to divert her focus and intervene, but Owen quickly transmitted to her: "Don't worry. The capital will be fine. We still have a special guest who hasn't appeared

yet."

"A guest?" Leslie blinked in confusion.

"You'll find out soon," Owen replied confidently, a knowing smile on his face.

Leslie nodded and said calmly, "As long as it's not one of your mistresses."

Owen, a little embarrassed, quickly changed the subject. "You keep the God Realm Master busy. I'll deal with that scum first!"

Leslie nodded. "Leave it to me."

With the power of the Godslayer Array and the Spear of War God, and the help of the Ice Emperor's power, Leslie could suppress the God Realm Master for a while.

Whoosh!

In an instant, a sharp gust of wind whistled through the air. Charles-Saint, who had just been preparing to unleash his fury on the capital, suddenly felt a terrifying presence rushing toward him. A face he both feared and hated appeared before him.

Owen!

That damned man!

Charles-Saint cursed internally, but as he did, an overwhelming sense of dread washed over him. Owen had already left a deep psychological scar from their earlier clash.

Just as he was about to activate a hidden trump card, Owen slapped him across the face again, sending him flying once more.

Thud!

Charles-Saint spat blood as he flew through the air.

"You didn't learn from the last lesson, did you?" Owen said coldly. "Do you think you can just destroy the capital? You should have never been born with such a filthy mouth!"

As Charles-Saint flew back from the impact, Owen's hand crackled with lightning, forming into a sword that he swung down to finish him off.

Sensing Owen's murderous intent, Charles-Saint grew increasingly desperate. He realized that Owen truly intended to kill him!

The Archgod and the others had already stormed the capital, attacking the protective barrier formed by the Dragon Clan, and couldn't come to his rescue. The two celestial gods were also

occupied.

Frightened, Charles-Saint glared at Owen and shouted, "Owen, I am the heir to the Forbidden Sea! If you kill me, the entire continent will be destroyed!"

"Forbidden Sea... what a familiar name," Owen sneered. "Too bad it won't save your life!"

To Owen, the Forbidden Sea, one of the Forbidden Zones, was meant to protect the world, but it had gradually colluded with the Heavenly Dao, becoming nothing more than a swarm of

vermin.

And it was the God Realm, the Burial Grounds, and other ancient lands that willingly allowed themselves to be used for the sake of power.

Now that Owen had joined the ranks of the Lord of Stars, his hatred for these powers had only

deepened.

This man could not be allowed to live!

Owen's killing intent grew even stronger, and Charles-Saint trembled with fear.

"Owen! If you dare kill Charles-Saint, everyone here will perish with him! The forbidden king

of the Forbidden Sea will be roused, and by then, you'll regret everything!" the Forsaken Celestial God sensed Owen's intent and immediately issued a warning.

But before he could finish speaking, Archdemon's even more terrifying attacks enveloped

him, silencing his voice.

With no more noise to distract him, Owen's lightning-imbued sword slashed toward Charles-

Saint's throat.

Boom!

Sensing the imminent threat to Charles-Saint's life, a phantom figure emerged from his

forehead, blocking Owen's strike.

"How dare you lay a killing blow on my disciple? Who are you, and why are you so weak?"

The phantom's face was obscured, but its voice was filled with undeniable authority. As it spoke, the world itself seemed to tremble.

Everyone who saw the scene grew tense. Although most didn't recognize the figure, they instinctively felt that its power was far beyond that of a celestial god.

This was everyone's first impression, and no one felt they were overestimating the phantom's

strength.

The phantom's voice boomed out again, but Owen, with no sign of backing down, simply

replied:

"A nobody. Not worth remembering. But you, and this wretch, will both be destroyed

together."

As Owen spoke, he unleashed the Heaven Emperor Fist at full power, punching the void withn/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

overwhelming force!