Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start? - Chapter 132

Chapter 132: Chapter132-Negotiating with a God-Tier
The clear blue sky seemed to be torn in two by a terrifying force, revealing a dark, abyssal crack that stretched endlessly, chilling to behold.

Even the light that shone into this large black fissure was instantly swallowed, leaving it completely dark.

At that moment, from within the rift, a massive white hand reached down, as large as a mountain, easily crushing Owen’s deadly attack.

The hand continued to approach Owen and Leslie, its five fingers gradually closing, pulling the surrounding space inward and collapsing toward its palm.

With the appearance of this hand, the nine Fallen Angels, who had been weakened and despairing, suddenly sensed something and looked up in shock at the hand.

As members of the Fallen Angel clan, they recognized this hand immediately—it was etched into their very bones!

It belonged to the former clan leader of the Fallen Angels—Oya!

The Fallen Angel clan had long lifespans, and they had once seen this clan leader, whose strength was unfathomable and whose talent was exceedingly rare within their clan.

Previously, they believed they would never see this elder clan leader again, as he had ascended to the legendary god-tier and moved to a higher plane.

But now, unexpectedly, he had intervened!

“My Lord!”

The nine Fallen Angels knelt to the ground in unison, like wronged children seeing their guardian, and immediately began to complain:

“They, they are the ones who killed members of our Fallen Angel clan without any reverence and were about to annihilate our clan!”

“Yes, old clan leader, these people are too wicked. Our clan already has few members, and the Grand Elder was brutally killed by them. We beseech you to eliminate such ruthless individuals!”

As they spoke, their voices carried both pleading and anger.

Although Owen and Leslie were powerful, they were nothing more than mere nuisances before the old Oya!

After the nine Fallen Angels spoke, Owen and Leslie could clearly feel an unimaginably terrifying aura descending from the massive rift in the sky above!

The aura locked onto them!

Under this aura, they felt like leaves in a storm, completely helpless.

All of their abilities seemed utterly powerless against such an overwhelming force!

Seraphina became even more frightened and panicked, as this aura was beyond its comprehension!

Leslie silently calculated and judged in her mind, realizing that even if she gave it her all, they wouldn’t stand a chance against the owner of that giant hand.

This was not a battle on the same level—a true overwhelming strike!

Meanwhile, Edward and the prodigies present were all staring up in shock at the great rift in the sky.

Though they didn’t know the identity of the giant hand, it was clear to them that the one who intervened came from a higher plane!

The power was unimaginable!

While they had previously had great faith in Owen and Leslie, they now felt only deep despair.

This visitor was an entity from the upper plane; even if Leslie and Owen were dozens of times stronger, they couldn’t possibly be a match for it.

But who was this suddenly appearing presence?

Could it be a powerful figure from the Fallen Angel clan?!

As the crowd’s attention shifted from Owen and Leslie to the giant hand, a gray-black figure descended from the sky.

It was a Fallen Angel with a form that seemed both solid and ethereal, its features unclear but its shape remarkably similar to humans, with not one pair of wings but three.

A six-winged Fallen Angel!

Owen’s heart skipped a beat.

Ordinary Fallen Angels only had two wings; this one far surpassed them, existing on a life level beyond this plane.

Owen vaguely remembered something about six-winged Fallen Angels, so he steadied himself, calmed Seraphina at his feet, and took deliberate steps toward the six-winged Fallen Angel.

Everyone who saw this was shocked, thinking that Owen was courting death.

The six-winged Fallen Angel’s gaze slowly focused on Owen, emanating a piercing, chilling light.

But Owen was not afraid, for he knew the real purpose of this six-winged Fallen Angel, Oya.

“Perhaps we can talk. There’s no need to make this situation so tense. After all, we don’t have a life-and-death grudge with the Fallen Angel clan. On the contrary, if we cooperate, it would benefit both you and me.”

Owen spoke slowly, his eyes steady and confident, even as the pressure emanating from Oya grew increasingly terrifying, almost suffocating him.

“Just you?”

Oya sneered.

Although he could see at a glance that Owen’s talent was exceptional, he was still too young.

In front of him, or rather in front of this projection of himself, Owen was nothing but an ant.

Owen was well aware of Oya’s disdain and replied directly:

“Then why haven’t you attacked us yet?”

As soon as he said this, the overwhelming aura emanating from Oya momentarily halted.

Sensing this, Owen smiled confidently and said:

“For someone of your level, a few powerful members of the Fallen Angel clan dying wouldn’t concern you, and you wouldn’t interfere lightly. The real reason for your intervention must be related to the potential extinction of the Fallen Angel clan.”

“Even though these nine Fallen Angels are relatively important and numerous within your clan, if I didn’t intervene, they would eventually perish with time, pushing the Fallen Angel clan closer to extinction.”

Oya squinted, feeling that Owen seemed to know many secrets about the Fallen Angel clan.

“Interesting. If you can truly prove your value, then collaboration between us is possible.”

Hearing this, Owen relaxed slightly.

Organizing in his mind the information and intelligence about the Fallen Angel clan from the original story, he continued:

“The Fallen Angel clan is a race that fell from the upper realm, having a thin connection to this plane, thus requiring contracts to sustain their existence—that’s one.”

“Secondly, the reproduction of the Fallen Angel clan requires the blessing of the Holy Tree within your clan, but the Holy Tree has been withering recently. Soon, it will be difficult for the Fallen Angel clan to reproduce normally.”

“And the essential material for the Holy Tree to sprout again is the blood of the spellbeast with the strongest bloodline in this plane.”

Saying this, Owen glanced back at Seraphina, who was anxiously retreating, and said seriously:

“The real reason you came here wasn’t to stop me from killing the members of the Fallen Angel clan but because you sensed Seraphina’s aura!”

Hearing this, Seraphina shrank back in fear.

Though she had just hatched, her unique bloodline gave her a keen sense of danger.

Before, she hadn’t known where the danger was coming from, but now, with Owen’s words, she immediately realized that the threat came from the suddenly appearing six-winged Fallen Angel!

He harbored ill intentions toward her!

The expressions of the nine Fallen Angels changed abruptly.

They didn’t fully understand why Oya had suddenly appeared, but what Owen mentioned about the Fallen Angel clan’s difficulties in reproduction and the withering of the Holy Tree was indeed a closely guarded secret and a fact!

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have attempted to form contracts with the top human prodigies, trying to find other ways to continue their lineage.

But how did Owen know so much?!

Instantly, the nine Fallen Angels turned their gaze toward Oya.

Oya’s old brows furrowed and then slowly relaxed, saying:

“You’re a clever young man.”

“Although I don’t know where you learned this information, you’re right—the bloodline inheritance of the Fallen Angel clan is indeed in trouble.”

The bloodline of the Fallen Angel clan is extremely unique, with interlinked bloodlines; the more people and stronger individuals in the clan, the stronger the bloodline power, benefiting the entire clan.

But now, with the dwindling of the Fallen Angel clan, he clearly felt that the power of the Fallen Angel bloodline was waning.

And the solution was exactly as Owen said: the premier spellbeast of this plane could help rejuvenate the Holy Tree, thus revitalizing the Fallen Angel bloodline.

Thinking of this, he no longer concealed his gaze, openly fixing it on Seraphina.

When Owen summoned this spellbeast, Oya had sensed its significance.

Although this spellbeast had not yet matured, it already showed great promise and was remarkably exceptional.