Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start? - Chapter 195

Chapter 195: Chapter195-Desperation, the Founder King’s Killing Intent!
General Grimblade, clad in full armor, wore a look of utter horror on his face as two massive holes, the size of millstones, were blasted through his chest.

His body rapidly disintegrated into dust, starting from the gaping wounds left by Fallen Sun, and vanished into the wind.

As everyone stared in shock at Owen, General Grimblade had already dissipated into nothingness, as if he had never existed.

Hidden in the shadows, Diana was equally stunned, her gaze fixed on Owen as if seeing her brother-in-law for the first time.

She had seen Owen leave behind a clone while concealing his real body.

At first, she thought Owen was simply dodging the ghost generals and the princess’s attacks, much like she had done.

But it turned out Owen had been silently gathering his power.

The two blazing beams that shot from his eyes had been so intense that even the mere aftershock made her eyes sting, rendering her momentarily blind, as if she had gone blind.

The power of that attack was truly terrifying.

General Grimblade, who was clearly stronger than the average master-tier mage, had barely managed to form any defenses before being annihilated by this fearsome strike!

Diana, a prodigy of Sunluna Academy, was horrified. She had encountered many top-tier powerhouses in her life.

Anyone who reached the level of a master-tier mage was, without exception, exceptional in terms of talent, insight, and determination.

At that level, it was already incredibly difficult to gain an advantage in a duel with an opponent of equal tier, let alone kill them with a single blow.

The most astonishing fact was that Owen was currently only a diamond-tier level 9 mage!

He hadn’t even reached the master-tier yet, and he was still worlds apart from these ghost generals!

“Brother-in-law’s power is insane… but I really like it!”

Diana bit her lip, her eyes practically sparkling with admiration as she stared at Owen.

The remaining three ghost generals, sensing the complete disappearance of General Grimblade’s aura and watching his body turn to ashes, were left in a daze, struggling to believe what had just happened.

As members of the Four Ghost Generals, their strength was nearly equal.

If Owen could kill General Grimblade in one strike, it meant he had the power to kill them all!

“Could he be that Owen?”

Suddenly, the three surviving ghost generals trembled, recalling Kyrik King’s earlier request when he had come to the mausoleum.

At the time, they hadn’t taken Owen seriously, dismissing Kyrik King as a weakling.

But now, having faced Owen themselves, they realized just how gravely they had miscalculated!

Princess Victoria, meanwhile, was drenched in cold sweat, her back soaked.

If Owen’s attack had been directed at her instead of General Grimblade, she would have had no way to defend herself against such a terrifying magical assault!

As everyone in the hall stood frozen in terror, Owen blinked his red eyes, struggling to calm himself.

The second skill of the Spear of Longinus—Fallen Sun.

Even Owen had been shocked by its power.

The sheer piercing force and the destructive, searing intent were far more vicious and bloodthirsty than the Godslayer Staff’s Supreme Sword!

It felt as though nothing could survive beneath the scorching heat of the sun.

However, as powerful as the skill was, it consumed an immense amount of mana, especially mind power.

After using it just once, Owen felt a dull ache between his brows, and his mind grew heavy with fatigue.

“Congratulations to the host for killing a master-tier ghost general. Exp increased by 100,000.”

The system notification filled Owen with excitement. His gaze turned predatory as he sized up the remaining three ghost generals and Princess Victoria.

Together, they were a formidable force, but if faced one-on-one, none of them would stand a chance against him.

As Owen’s gaze, brimming with killing intent, swept across the remaining master-tier mages, the four shivered involuntarily and instinctively took a step back.

In the past, even one of them would have been enough to swiftly deal with any intruder, let alone all four of them together.

But now, faced with an opponent like Owen, they were at a loss. Never in their long years of guarding the mausoleum had they encountered such a situation!

As they stood in a daze, Owen’s hand flickered with dark golden light, and the Godslayer Sword appeared in his grasp.

In an instant, he lunged toward Princess Victoria at lightning speed.

Owen moved so quickly that he was upon her in a heartbeat.

The razor-sharp Godslayer Sword, empowered by its recent unsealing, sliced through the air, tearing the void in half as it targeted Princess Victoria’s neck.

It was the Supreme Sword in full effect!

Princess Victoria reacted quickly, but the Supreme Sword, infused with the power of [Order], was inescapable.

The sword’s energy twisted time and space, shattering all the mana surrounding her.

An unprecedented sense of impending death surged through her heart.

Under this sword, all her defenses felt futile—death was her inevitable fate.

“Father, save me!”

Knowing she was no match for him, Princess Victoria cried out in desperation.

In that instant, a ripple spread from the mirror hanging around her neck, as though water were flowing over its surface.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the blurred reflection—an old man, wearing a crown, with a regal and commanding presence.

Instantly, an overwhelming divine power surged through the air, causing a violent storm of energy.

“Who dares harm my beloved daughter?”

A cold, authoritative voice echoed through the hall, shaking the very space and causing everyone’s blood to boil.

Their ears rang, and their vision blurred from the sheer intensity of the sound.

“Your Majesty!”

The three ghost generals trembled in unison, their once-fierce faces now filled with deep reverence.

They immediately lowered their heads, falling to one knee, their expressions growing even more respectful.

They knew that voice well.

It belonged to their emperor, the Founder King of Kyrik, god-tier mage—Emperor Nicola!

Hearing that voice, Princess Victoria’s pale face lit up with joy.

“Father!”

Her red eyes sparkled with tears as she called out with relief.

At the same moment, as Owen reached Princess Victoria, he suddenly felt an immense power sweep over him like an endless tide, hurling him backward.

The divine aura contained within that force made Owen’s body tingle, his bones feeling as though they were being torn apart.

“This is… Kyrik’s Founder King, Nicola! The god-tier mage?!”

Owen was sent flying dozens of meters before he finally managed to stabilize himself, staring in shock at the mirror on Princess Victoria’s chest.

From the reflection, he saw a bald, elderly man with a wrinkled face and a fierce expression, wearing an imperial dragon robe and a crown.

Despite his age, the terrifying power and authority that emanated from him made it feel as though simply looking at him was a blasphemy, a crime!

This was someone Owen recognized immediately—the Founder King of Kyrik, a true god-tier mage!

A god-tier mage!

Such a being was a legendary existence on the continent.

Even in Middle Earth, god-tier mages were the most powerful beings, capable of mastering entire regions like lords of the land.

They could turn the world into their domain!

For those who had not reached the god-tier, facing such a being was like facing an insect before a giant—a single thought from a god-tier mage could wipe them out.

Meanwhile, Diana, who had been hiding in the void, was forced out by the overwhelming divine power, revealing herself not far behind Owen.

Her face was pale with terror as she stared at the elderly figure in the mirror.

Even at Sunluna Academy, god-tier mages were not beings that ordinary students could encounter.

Each god-tier mage was a living legend, a part of history.

Thus, Diana knew all too well how terrifying such a being was. Any tricks or defenses would be useless against a god-tier mage.

A god-tier mage was no longer human in the conventional sense.

They had transcended into another dimension, becoming a different kind of existence altogether.

Diana glanced at Owen, her face twitching slightly.

Owen’s actions in the mausoleum had caused a massive disturbance, and now things had taken a very dangerous turn.

Even the name of Sunluna Academy wouldn’t be enough to quell the wrath of Kyrik’s Founder King.

“Owen, you’ve really gotten us into a mess this time.”

Diana’s face turned pale. This was the first time she had felt the chilling presence of death so strongly.