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

Chapter 293: Chapter290-The Battle Ends, Owen’s Methods



The power of the Ancient Gods was so terrifying that most of the time, they were in a deep slumber, gradually recovering their immense, ocean-like magic.

Only when their magic reached its peak would they awaken and reappear in the world.

Each time an Ancient God emerged, the entire plane would be thrown into chaos!

So, when the Lords of the Forbidden Zones mentioned the Arcane Relic and the Ancient Gods, everyone was terrified. Any force would be reduced to mere dust in the face of an Arcane Relic or an Ancient God!

Yet while others were paralyzed with fear, Owen calmly stared them down, his gaze cold.

"If you could really use the Arcane Relic or awaken the sleeping Ancient Gods, you wouldn't be waiting until now. Why resort to empty threats?"

Owen had long heard of the four Ultimate Forbidden Zones and the four Ancient Gods.

As someone familiar with the original lore, he knew very well that neither the Ancient Gods nor the Arcane Relics could be used by the current Lords of the Forbidden Zones.

Sure enough, under Owen's provocative gaze, the faces of the Lords of the Forbidden Zones turned green.

At the same time, they were puzzled.

How was Owen so certain? How did he know they couldn't wield the Arcane Relic or awaken the Ancient Gods?

This was top-secret information, known only to the Lords of the Forbidden Zones!

Even the other beings within the Forbidden Zones had no idea.

"I'll give you one more chance-if you don't hand over what I've asked for, this senior will have to take it himself."

At that moment, the apparition beside Owen radiated a restless energy. It slammed its fists together, and the ominous waves of pressure spread throughout the area.

"Fine, fine, fine. This time, the Forbidden Sea admits defeat!"

The Progenitor of the Eerie knew that surrendering now was the best option. They would have to swallow their pride and wait until they could activate the Arcane Relic or awaken the Ancient Gods to reclaim their honor.

The other two Lords of the Forbidden Zones also looked momentarily dejected. They wanted to gather their strength and strike at Owen, but in the end, reason prevailed.

Reluctantly, they gave in to Owen's demands.

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- Ten drops of Deep Marrow Elixir,

- Ten bone stones,

- Six strands of seven-colored True Flame.

They handed these treasures over with pained expressions, as they were practically their entire fortune!

Owen signaled for the apparition to check them, and once it confirmed everything was in order, he stored the items in his storage ring.

"You've taken what you wanted. Now keep your word!"

The three Lords of the Forbidden Zones glared at Owen, committing his smug face to

memory, planning to tear him apart at the first opportunity.

Owen fearlessly met their gaze, then turned to the apparition.

The apparition raised its hand, and three blinding beams of golden light appeared, dissolving the space around them.

The void melted away, and the feeling of being trapped vanished.

Without hesitation, the three Lords of the Forbidden Zones fled at full speed.

"Owen! Remember, this isn't over!"

"When the Ancient Gods awaken, it will be the day of your death!"

"Owen, just wait-your end is near!"

Though their figures disappeared, their voices echoed long after.

It was clear that Owen had humiliated them this time, and they would not let it slide!

After they left, Owen turned to look at the Lord of Stars and the War Goddess.

Both immediately understood his meaning and worked together to encase the three ancient nebulae, sealing the three Forbidden Zones.

With this seal in place, for the next 200 years, the Forbidden Zones would not be able to cause any trouble!

"Fantastic! The Lords of the Forbidden Zones were driven away by our Emperor!"

"I knew it! The Emperor is invincible, not even the heavens can stand against him!"

In the imperial capital, cheers erupted.

Countless eyes, filled with awe and reverence, looked at Owen.

No one had expected this dire situation to end in such a way!

Unlike the celebratory mood among the mages of the capital, the gods of Middle Earth were in utter shock, their throats dry.

Even after swallowing repeatedly, they couldn't shake their terror.

Some of the more cowardly gods of Middle Earth trembled when they looked at Owen, their knees practically knocking together.

Meanwhile, some of the god-tier mages from Middle Earth began to glance nervously toward the Fire Temple Elder and the other leaders of the nine great factions.

The primary reason the gods of Middle Earth had launched this attack was because they had been swept up by the Fire Temple, Holy Pool, Truth Church, Lunar Sect, Eternal Mountains, and other top-tier forces.

Now, they, along with the forces behind them-and even the Forbidden Zones-had all been

defeated.

None of them had the courage to face Owen.

In fact, just looking at Owen filled them with dread and created inner demons within them.

As their eyes watched in horror, the leaders of these nine great factions had already used

secret techniques to escape the battlefield!

In that moment, the hearts of the Middle Earth mages sank!

Owen was also surveying the mages from Middle Earth.

Although the apparition had dissipated due to time running out, the core figures of the

Forbidden Zones and the nine great factions had already fled.

The remaining Middle Earth mages, at most, were at the God King level and were no match for

him.

Not to mention that Archdemon, the dragon-kin, and the Lord of Stars and War Goddess were

still present.

So, when Owen looked over the Middle Earth gods, they forced out smiles that were worse

than crying.

"Owen, Your Majesty, we... we were blind before, deceived by falsehoods. Now we have repented. Please... spare us. From now on, we will follow your lead!"

These Middle Earth gods had dealt with Owen before and knew he was a man who distinguished between grudges and favors. They wasted no time in pleading for forgiveness.

As more of the Middle Earth gods spoke up, others looked at Owen with reverence and hope. They didn't want to die-they just hoped Owen would show mercy.

Many other Middle Earth mages, their eyes flickering with regret, wished they hadn't gotten involved in this matter.

Had they not joined in, or if they had sided with Henry and the others, they would have been basking in glory right now.

As their anxious, pleading gazes fell on Owen, he slowly said,

"I'm not opposed to sparing you all-I'm not one to revel in bloodshed. Besides, today is my

wedding day with Leslie, but..."

Upon hearing there was hope for survival, the frightened Middle Earth gods nodded frantically and started showering him with praise.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! May you and your bride live in eternal love and have many

children!"

Their blessings filled the sky, shaking the heavens themselves.

But before they could fully relax, Owen continued,

"However, if I let you off so easily, others might think I'm weak. So, I'll give you two choices:

First, present treasures worth your lives, and I'll consider today's events your wedding gifts,

and we'll be even."

Hearing this, some of the wealthier Middle Earth god-tier mages breathed a sigh of relief. Though treasures of their level were valuable, it at least gave them a chance to survive.

Those who couldn't produce such treasures, however, stared at Owen, hoping they could manage his second option.

"Second," Owen said coldly, "the nine great factions still have some stragglers here. You can offer their lives in exchange for your own."

As soon as he finished speaking, those who knew they couldn't provide adequate treasures immediately attacked the remaining mages from the nine great factions!

"What are you doing? I'm the leader of the Fire Temple! Lay a hand on me, and you'll be

ground to dust in Middle Earth!"

"The Holy Pool has always treated you well, you traitorous scum-stay back!"

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Instantly, the air filled with the sounds of battle, curses, and cries.

The skies outside the imperial capital became a battleground of chaos!

The mages responsible for recording history in Middle Earth and the continent's Academy

City stared at Owen with awe.

With just a few words, Owen had plunged Middle Earth into internal strife.

The nine great factions suffered not only heavy losses

but also a total collapse of their prestige.

After this, the people of Middle Earth would distance themselves even further from the nine

great factions, leading to their inevitable decline.

Without lifting a finger, Owen had struck a blow to both hearts and minds.

His methods were no less impressive than his strength!

Owen paid no attention to the fighting around him. He simply glanced at the pile of treasures,

magic crystals, and magical artifacts gathered before him.