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

They had all lived alongside Owen, shared trials and tribulations with him.

If there was one thing Owen excelled at, it was turning the impossible into reality.

This time might be no different.

Owen might still have a trump card yet to be revealed.

Though they couldn't fathom how Owen could possibly contend against so many Throne Celestials, a sliver of hope glimmered within them.

"Miss Ymir, this time, Lord Owen will emerge unscathed, won't he?"

Archdemon, calming her earlier agitation, looked toward Ymir.

Ymir's voice was resolute. "Knowing Owen as I do, he will undoubtedly perform yet another miracle that will shake the world!"

Her expression grew increasingly serious as she scanned the surroundings. Noticing Leslie's absence, her brows furrowed slightly.

Leslie's love for Owen was almost obsessive.

For Owen to be engaged in such a life-and-death battle without Leslie anywhere in sight was highly suspicious.

"If Leslie cares for Owen as much as we think, she would never leave his side, not even in the face of danger," Ymir observed.

"If she's not here, it must mean everything is still under control."

"That makes sense. Otherwise, with Leslie's domineering personality, she would have already intervened recklessly."

As they deliberated, Kawa Zang and several others from Wind Shadow arrived, carrying numerous recording stones.

When they saw the towering Demon Sky Citadel, especially the countless Burning Legion soldiers stationed at its gates, their faces turned pale.

Never before had they seen the Burning Legion display such ferocity.

They seemed like machines of pure war—merciless, unyielding.

The oppressive, searing aura radiating from the Burning Legion struck them head-on, filling their hearts with dread and an overwhelming sense of impending death.

Their attention quickly shifted to the Demon Abyss, where they could sense Owen's presence.

Looking toward the abyss, both Kawa Zang and the other Wind Shadow members were stunned.
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Above the gaping maw of the abyss—like the jaws of a giant beast—stood ten Throne Celestials.

The sheer power emanating from these figures was enough to make even those accustomed to encountering Throne Celestials tremble.

"My god, am I seeing this right? Sargeras, the Forbidden Zone, The Celestial, and Loki's forces have all sent Throne Celestials!"

"This was a trap all along. Sargeras used the guise of a duel to lure Owen here for an ambush!"

"With so many Throne Celestials gathered, Lord Owen's chances look grim."

"But why are Caesar and Venus among those surrounding Lord Owen? Aren't they supposed to be part of the resistance?"

"Exactly! They're supposed to be core members—one a leader, the other a crucial figure!"

Kawa Zang and the Wind Shadow members were filled with outrage.

They vividly remembered that Caesar and Venus owed their return from the void to Owen's activation of the Time Array.

Without Owen, they might still be lost in some void fissure, unable to return.

And now, these two had joined forces with The Celestial and the Forbidden Zone to attack Owen. Such betrayal was utterly intolerable.

If the God of Light, Lord of Stars, and War Goddess learned of this treachery, they would undoubtedly eradicate these traitors to the resistance.

As their anger surged, a deafening roar erupted from within the Demon Abyss.

The sound shook the entire Demon Realm as though an unprecedented earthquake had struck.

Cracks of darkness radiated outward from the abyss, spreading like jagged veins across the realm.

Feeling the shockwaves, Kawa Zang and the others turned toward the source.

Amid the chaos, Sargeras struck at Owen again.

This time, his attack seemed to harness the full power of the Demon Abyss itself, aimed to deliver a fatal blow.

The sheer scale of the assault was even more terrifying than before.

Kawa Zang swallowed hard.

Even the residual waves of Sargeras's strike seemed capable of shattering the Demon Realm. The intensity of their killing intent was beyond comprehension.

"Lord Owen, surely this time you will create another miracle, won't you?"

Kawa Zang could do nothing but cling to hope.

His current strength would be annihilated instantly if he ventured too close, so all he could do was silently root for his idol.

As Sargeras's attack surged toward him, Owen's expression betrayed a hint of surprise.

Despite his weakened state, Sargeras had unleashed combat power that seemed fueled by his very life force, ferociously terrifying.

But Sargeras was still a defeated foe.

No matter how fearsome the attack, Owen remained calm.

Raising the Godslayer Sword, he unleashed a slash that tore a white fissure hundreds of meters long through the air, neutralizing Sargeras's onslaught.

This was only the beginning.

Seeing Sargeras act, the others joined the fray, attacking Owen in unison.

The three Throne Celestials under Loki stomped the ground simultaneously, each conjuring a golden magical array beneath their feet.

The radiant arrays expanded rapidly, merging into one and amplifying their mana and spiritual perception significantly.

This was their combined assault technique.

Despite their shaky foundations, the formation united their power, enabling them to compress their mana into a devastating golden sphere.

The sphere hurtled toward Owen, its destructive force obliterating everything in its path.

Even Owen dared not take it lightly. He immediately activated the Guardian Shield.

A luminous shield formed before him, absorbing the golden sphere's mana entirely.

Although the Godslayer Staff hadn't been further refined, Owen's elevated level allowed the Guardian Shield to withstand even more intense magical impacts—and return them threefold.

The three black-robed mages stared in disbelief as their combined attack failed to make a dent.

This was an assault they had relied upon to face even top-tier Throne Celestials like Sargeras without flinching.

Yet Owen had deflected it effortlessly, as if it were nothing.

While they reeled in shock, the shield rippled, and a radiant orb appeared—a miniature sun radiating overwhelming energy.

"What terrifying energy!"

Even Sargeras and the other Throne Celestials felt uneasy.

The power within the orb was something they wouldn't dare take lightly, even as a group.

The orb, now locked onto the three black-robed mages, streaked toward them. They tried to retreat, but it was too late.

Their formation flared with dazzling light in a desperate attempt to intercept the orb.

Boom!

The explosive impact reverberated across the heavens, shaking the earth itself.

Everyone watched in shock as the three black-robed mages were sent flying, their robes torn to shreds and their auras weakened.

They looked utterly battered and defeated.

In a single exchange, Owen had injured all three.

The ancient entities of the Forbidden Zone erupted in fury, charging at Owen with a cacophony of roars.

They didn't know what methods Owen had employed, but his strange abilities had truly alarmed them.

They couldn't afford to underestimate him any longer.

With so many powerful beings gathered, they couldn't allow this battle to take an unexpected turn.