Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start? - Chapter 151

Chapter 151: Chapter151-The Protagonist of the Original Story?
While Joseph was still in shock, the kitsune suddenly split into countless illusions, surrounding him completely.

She then began to pummel him like a punching bag, as if venting her boredom and anger from being imprisoned in the Dark Tower.

Although the kitsune wasn’t using much mana at this moment, as a legendary spellbeast, her physical strength was terrifyingly immense.

Joseph’s entire body was wracked with pain. His magical defenses were utterly ineffective, shattering under her relentless blows.

His bones felt as though they were being dislocated, and his muscles burned with pain as if they were being gnawed by countless sharp teeth.

The excruciating pain drove Joseph to the brink of madness.

He tried to expand his domain or shift his body into an elemental form to evade the kitsune’s attacks and find an opportunity to counterattack.

But the kitsune anticipated his every move.

Each strike she landed twisted his mental state, dispersing the mana he had been gathering within him.

He was completely at her mercy!

Henry and the others from Middle Earth were stunned, unable to believe their eyes.

Joseph, the strongest among the Protectors and a grandmaster-tier mage, was being beaten to a bloody pulp by this suddenly appearing kitsune, without even the slightest ability to fight back!

Moreover, they could see that the kitsune had no intention of killing the Protector from the start—she was merely toying with him.

And indeed, that was the case.

The kitsune had no desire to kill and couldn’t be bothered with it.

For her, fighting was something she was forced into, and the only way to truly earn her allegiance would be to possess strength greater than hers, to subdue her.

Although she had considerable intelligence, her innate respect for strength remained a core aspect of her personality.

Bang, bang, bang!

As the kitsune continued to pummel Joseph, venting her emotions, Owen’s gaze swept over the others, and then he suddenly charged towards Kaldan, who was lying on the ground!

This Kaldan was clearly the leader of this group, with exceptional strength and talent—he was arguably the most formidable prodigy Owen had encountered, second only to Leslie.

Unfortunately, this prodigy was also his enemy!

Since Kaldan was an enemy and hailed from such a distinguished background, he needed to be eliminated as quickly as possible.

Otherwise, once the Protector was free to act, there would be no more chances.

From the kitsune’s earlier words and behavior, it was clear that she had no intention of giving her full effort, meaning Owen would have to rely on himself from now on.

Given that, there was no way he could allow a powerful prodigy like Kaldan to survive!

At that moment, Kaldan was staring in a daze at the kitsune, unable to believe that in such a barren place, he would encounter a legendary spellbeast, summoned by Owen, a mere diamond-tier mage.

Whoosh–

The sharp sound of rushing wind, mixed with an icy chill that seemed to pierce to the bone, snapped Kaldan out of his thoughts. He looked up in shock to see Owen charging toward him.

In the earlier exchange, Kaldan had been caught off guard, and the sudden burst of power from Owen had destroyed one of his arms.

His entire body was wracked with pain, and the mana within him was in a chaotic state, like a quagmire.

In this condition, he was in no shape to fight!

What shocked him the most was that this native, Owen, would have the audacity to press the attack at this moment!

“You! What are you doing?!” Kaldan shouted in stunned anger as he began to step back, trying to stabilize the chaotic mana within him and prepare to fight Owen again.

But the raging thunder and fire elements intertwined within him like twisted cords, clashing and erupting with waves of destructive energy that further damaged his already injured body, giving him no chance to regain control.

As Kaldan struggled to recover his strength, Owen had already closed the distance, his presence cold and terrifying.

His swift and fierce approach dominated Kaldan’s thoughts, especially the overwhelming killing intent emanating from Owen.

It surged like a massive wave, drowning Kaldan and filling him with a deep, bone-chilling sense of impending death.

For a moment, Kaldan froze, his life flashing before his eyes, and a desperate will to survive surged within him.

He didn’t want to die!

He still had a throne to claim!

He was destined to rule the world!

In a panic, he shouted at Owen, his voice tinged with desperation, “Owen, do you dare to lay a hand on me?! I am the prince of the Pyrothrone Kingdom! The lives of you wretches aren’t worth a single hair on my head! If I die, all of you will perish with me!”

His stream of threats echoed through the air, creating shockwaves, but they did nothing to slow Owen’s advance.

“You talk too much!” Owen retorted coldly.

The dark gold sword, formed from the Godslayer Staff, swept out with the force to cleave mountains, slicing directly toward Kaldan’s neck.

“What are you doing?! Stop! Stop right now!”

Kaldan saw the sword coming down and knew there was no way to dodge it. The hairs on his body stood on end, and the arrogance that had once filled his face evaporated like a deflated balloon.

“Owen, spare me! I am the crown prince of the Pyrothrone Kingdom! Spare me, and whatever you want, I can give it to you!”

But as he spoke, his voice suddenly cut off.

The dark gold Godslayer Sword flashed past, and a thin golden line appeared on his neck.

This line then burst into brilliant golden light, swallowing his entire head.

Moments later, blood spurted forth as his body fell lifelessly, severed from his head.

At the moment of Kaldan’s death, Owen suddenly heard a system notification in his ear.

“Congratulations on slaying Kaldan. You have earned 3000 fate points!”

Three thousand fate points—not bad. Owen nodded, satisfied with the reward.

He had come to understand just how rare and valuable fate points were.

With enough fate points, he could even purchase legendary weapons and skills.

Owen then turned his attention to the system interface. Kaldan had been a master-tier mage and the crown prince of the Pyrothrone Kingdom.

In addition to the fate points, the system had also rewarded him with a skill!

This made Owen’s breath catch, filling him with anticipation. The system rarely awarded skills, and when it did, they were always powerful and highly valuable.

Under Owen’s gaze, a dark light rapidly gathered on the system interface, forming two twisted words—Shadow Step.

Shadow Step was a special stealth skill that, once activated, completely concealed the user’s presence, making them undetectable even by grandmaster-tier mages.

Seeing this, Owen’s eyes lit up.

The stronger a mage was in the path of magic, the more powerful their mind and the sharper their perception.

Not only master-tier or grandmaster-tier mages, but even diamond-tier mages possessed incredibly strong mental power, allowing them to sense the slightest movements from miles away.

Concealing one’s presence in front of such a powerful mage was extremely difficult.

However, this stealth skill, Shadow Step, could completely hide one’s presence!

Although this skill didn’t seem to have any direct offensive power, its utility was beyond imagination! If this skill were put up for auction in the outside world, it would undoubtedly cause a massive stir and shock across the continent.

The fact that even grandmaster-tier mages couldn’t detect someone using Shadow Step meant it was perfect for both escaping and ambushing, making it incredibly powerful.

Without the ability to sense someone’s presence, it would be nearly impossible to track their movements!

Owen felt a surge of excitement and immediately chose to learn this special stealth skill. His level also increased at this moment, rising from diamond-tier level 6 to diamond-tier level 7.

Although it was just a single level up, it significantly enhanced Owen’s strength, deepening his understanding of Shadow Step.

His muscles, bones, and tendons all experienced considerable improvement.

As Owen savored the pleasant feeling of his level advancement, Henry and the others felt as if the sky had fallen.

Kaldan was dead! And he had been killed right before their eyes by Owen, a diamond-tier mage!

This was utterly absurd, completely unbelievable.

At that moment, the kitsune noticed that Kaldan had been eliminated by Owen.

She spoke with a mocking tone, “Well, I’ll leave the rest to you. I’m quite looking forward to seeing how this drama plays out!”

With that, she transformed into a crimson light and vanished from the scene.

As soon as she disappeared, Joseph, already seething with rage, saw that Kaldan had fallen and completely lost his composure.

His entire being erupted in madness, his hair and beard standing on end!