Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start? - Chapter 133

Chapter 133: Chapter133-Cooperation
The spellbeast with the premier bloodline on the continent!

Until now, Oya believed that such a spellbeast only existed in legends.

It could only emerge as the singular ruler amid great upheaval on the continent, rising above countless spellbeasts.

He had been waiting for this opportunity.

He didn’t expect this spellbeast to have already appeared!

And it had become Owen’s contracted spellbeast!

When Oya first realized this, he felt it was unbelievable and couldn’t believe it was true.

After all, the spellbeast with the strongest bloodline on the continent, even in its infancy, was nearly impossible for humans to contract.

Such spellbeasts were blessed by the heavens and the earth, and even seeing one was a stroke of extraordinary luck.

A spellbeast with such terrifying talent and immense strength was extremely difficult to discover; even as a god-tier mage, elevated to the upper realm, he could only confirm its bloodline upon seeing it.

Searching for it in the vast continent would be like finding a needle in a haystack.

However, seeing Owen’s confident demeanor, he seemed very sure that this was indeed the spellbeast with the premier bloodline on the continent he had been secretly pursuing.

Most importantly, Owen had successfully formed a contract with it, and Seraphina seemed not to resist but rather depended on Owen.

This exceeded Oya’s expectations and changed his perception of Owen, no longer regarding him so lightly.

If Owen had merely learned about the current plight of the Fallen Angel clan from some source, his precise discovery of the solution, even bringing the spellbeast with the premier bloodline on the continent before him, undoubtedly signified that Owen was no ordinary person!

Most importantly, Owen seemed to be shrouded in layers of mist.

Even with this godly projection, Oya could not see through him!

Owen’s current tier was merely diamond-tier level 1, having just recently broken through.

How could he not see through a mage so far beneath his own level? Who would believe such a thing if it were told?

After a moment of contemplation, Oya gradually withdrew his imposing aura.

He carefully observed Owen and then glanced at Seraphina before saying slowly:

“Its bloodline is vital for the continuation of our Fallen Angel clan. This fact cannot be changed, and it’s the premise for any peaceful negotiation you seek.”

Upon hearing this, Owen felt slightly relieved.

Although Oya’s words still carried the domineering and unquestionable tone of a god, his attitude was noticeably more conciliatory.

“Seraphina can nourish the Holy Tree with its bloodline to help the Fallen Angel clan, but as you can see, Seraphina has just hatched and its bloodline power is not yet stable. It needs time to develop.”

Oya thought seriously for a moment and then nodded.

The Fallen Angel clan’s reproduction situation was dire, but their long lifespans allowed them to hold out a bit longer.

Moreover, he could indeed sense that while Seraphina’s bloodline was potent, it was unstable and required time to mature.

Seeing Oya’s agreement, Owen smiled slightly and said:

“Seraphina can assist the Fallen Angel clan, but it won’t be without compensation.”

Upon hearing this, Oya casually replied, “Name your terms. As long as they aren’t excessive, I can fulfill them.”

For Oya, the continuation of the Fallen Angel bloodline was paramount.

It wasn’t unreasonable for Owen, a genius of this plane, to ask for something in return.

Most importantly, this lower plane didn’t have much of value.

Whatever Owen wanted, Oya could provide without difficulty.

Seeing Oya’s agreement, Owen’s smile deepened.

Meanwhile, the nine Fallen Angels behind Oya had also recovered considerably.

They looked at Owen with disdain, thinking that cooperating with a lower-plane bumpkin was beneath their leader.

But considering that Owen hadn’t seen much of the world, the things he considered valuable would likely seem ordinary to them.

Owen ignored the expressions of the nine Fallen Angels and smiled as he spoke:

“When the King gives his word, it is as good as done. My request is simple: first, I need the divine stone brought from the upper realm by the Fallen Angel clan.”

This stone could reinforce the seal of the Dark Tower for Leslie.

Previously, Leslie had repeatedly used the Dark Tower’s power, loosening its seal. This was crucial, concerning Leslie’s survival.

Moreover, if those terrifying creatures capable of destroying the continent broke free from the Dark Tower’s seal, no one would survive their wrath.

In the original story, after Leslie reached the master tier, she immediately went to annihilate the Fallen Angel clan just to obtain the divine stone.

Now, due to my intervention, the timeline and storyline have changed, but this divine stone remains vital for Leslie!

Divine stone?!

Hearing Owen’s request for the divine stone, the nine Fallen Angels were shocked, their faces turning pale.

This item had been passed down since ancient times, containing abundant mana, and was their religious relic, a treasure revered by the Fallen Angel clan!

How could it be given away so easily?

Just as anger surged within them, urging Owen not to dream so wildly, they saw Oya turn over his hand, producing a pure white gem, which he handed to Owen.

The gem was flawless, emitting a dense mist of pure mana, inspiring awe.

The nine Fallen Angels watched as Oya handed the divine stone to Owen without hesitation, feeling as though their hearts were bleeding.

They only saw this stone during the most sacred of festivals, displayed on the altar, and now it was given to Owen so effortlessly!

However, this was Oya’s decision, and even if they disagreed, they could only hold their tongues, faces flushed with frustration.

Owen was also surprised at how decisively Oya handed over the divine stone.

But he could tell that this divine stone was genuine!

“You’re a straightforward person!”

Owen took the divine stone and quickly stored it in his storage ring, unable to resist a compliment.

Then he turned his gaze to the nine Fallen Angels behind the King.

“I have one last small request. Since we are now partners, I would like to receive a Holy Token from the Fallen Angel clan, so I can feel a bit more secure.”

Upon hearing this, the nine Fallen Angels, who were already at their breaking point, couldn’t help but angrily retort:

“You’re dreaming!”

“The Holy Token of the Fallen Angel clan is only for the clan leader and the Grand Elder to hold. What makes you think you’re worthy?!”

Their agitation was understandable because the bearer of the Fallen Angel clan’s Holy Token could summon the Fallen Angel clan members to fight on their behalf!

In the Fallen Angel clan, only a very few esteemed individuals could wield a Holy Token.

Though they had reluctantly accepted the partnership with Owen due to the King’s intervention, they couldn’t agree to serve under Owen or fight for him!

Oya was also hesitant at this moment.

The significance of the Fallen Angel’s Holy Token was profound and not something that could be given lightly.

Moreover, the Fallen Angel clan’s resistance to Owen was strong.

While Oya had the absolute authority to make decisions, considering his people’s emotions was also necessary.

However, after some thought, Oya looked at Owen and asked seriously:

“Once you obtain the Holy Token of the Fallen Angel clan, regardless of your race, you will be considered a member of our clan and can communicate with us through the Holy Token. Have you thought this through?”

Overall, he was quite satisfied with Owen’s talent and strength.

At such a young age, Owen possessed terrifying combat power and had contracted the continent’s premier spellbeast.

In this lower plane, he was indeed the most dazzling prodigy, leaving nothing for Oya to criticize.

Binding him with the Fallen Angel clan would not tarnish the name of the Fallen Angels.

However, Owen did not possess the bloodline of the Fallen Angel clan.

“Those who are not of our race are sure to have different hearts.”

This required careful consideration.

The other nine Fallen Angels looked at Owen, hoping he would refuse. They had no desire to fight for Owen.

While Owen’s talent and potential were impressive, they still remembered vividly the torment he, Seraphina, and Leslie had inflicted on them!