Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start? - Chapter 239

Chapter 239: Wrong Chapter, DO NOT PURCHASE!!!
If they had known Owen was hiding such power, they should have continued to strike at him from outside the domain. However, they also knew there were no “what ifs.” At this point, they could only exchange a glance, both seeing the ruthless intent reflected in each other’s eyes.

Owen had just eliminated the Fire God King, not only due to the terrifying power of his punches but also because the Fire God King had underestimated him. Now, the two God Kings were serious and united; Owen would have no chance left!

In an instant, with their plans set, the Pope of the Truth Church and the Scared Pool God King revealed a glint of cruelty in their eyes.

The Scared Pool God King gripped his blue, water-like longsword tightly and charged at Owen, the sound of surging water resonating from the sword. As the blade sliced through the air, the void was cut open, leaving a lingering, light blue trace that wouldn’t fade.

This was a blade capable of injuring divine beings. Even though Owen’s punching technique was powerful, it could not compare to a true divine weapon. Under this strike, Owen, being a mere mortal, would undoubtedly suffer a fate of shattered bones and severed tendons.

The moment the Scared Pool God King attacked, the Pope of the Truth Church was not idle. His overwhelming mind power surged like a tide into the ancient scripture in his hands, immediately condensing into spiritual waves that transformed into ancient characters. Each character was incredibly mysterious, exuding an exceptionally unique aura.

Then, like bullets fired from a gun, these characters surged toward Owen, arriving before the Scared Pool God King’s attack. The golden light covering Owen’s body was instantly agitated, and the essence contained in the Heaven Emperor Fist was significantly dispersed.

Seeing this, the Pope’s smile grew ever more intense. As long as there were humans, they would reverently fear the heavens, especially in the presence of God Kings. This fear was ingrained in their very bones; no one could escape it.

This reverence, even though he was currently sealed off from mana, still existed in the hearts of all, and what he needed to do was continuously disturb Owen’s mind, immersing him in the dread of fearing God Kings. If Owen truly seemed unbreakable, then causing his mental collapse would undoubtedly be the best approach!

“Psychic attack?”

Owen sensed the change immediately. The oncoming spiritual runes surged toward him, whispering like nightmares, recounting the might and invincibility of God Kings.

“What are God Kings? Just a few years older!”

As the cacophony grew more grating, Owen sneered coldly. The golden light on his body boiled, and a domineering aura emanated from him, like a celestial emperor surveying the world, ready to suppress all enemies!

Under this overwhelming intent, the Pope instinctively took a step back, feeling as if he were standing before a terrifying giant. Even standing before it, he felt like a mere mental midget.

As his spirit retreated, the mental runes bombarding Owen were crushed by the force of Owen’s dominating spirit. That overwhelming intent continued to surge from Owen, like an unstoppable tide!

The Pope’s heart raced.

Why was Owen’s mind power so formidable? Especially the kind of disregard for heaven and earth, as if he aimed to overturn the cosmos and adhere unwaveringly to his own will. It was unlike anything he had ever seen or heard!

“Truly useless!”

At the same time, seeing the Pope of the Truth Church’s mind power suppressed and realizing his own safety was in jeopardy, the Scared Pool God King couldn’t help but curse. After all, the Pope’s mind power was exceptional among most God Kings, and with a treasured artifact in hand, he couldn’t even influence Owen, a mere junior—what a fool!

After scolding the Pope, the Scared Pool God King’s expression grew more serious; it seemed he could only rely on himself from now on! In an instant, his sword strike aimed at Owen gained a sense of determination, speeding up like a streak of blue light, nearly imperceptible.

The blue sword light rushed in like a scythe of death, sending chills down Owen’s spine as he immediately turned his attention to the Scared Pool God King. Even with the Heaven Emperor Fist empowering him and the glazed golden light surrounding him, the sharpness radiating from the divine sword made his scalp tingle; he knew his body couldn’t withstand this strike.

At this moment, all the powerful mages present looked at the Scared Pool God King, their faces slightly pale. Just by watching the sword aimed at Owen, their pupils suddenly constricted, sensing the aura of death cutting through the air. None of them felt they could withstand this strike; after all, it was the Scared Pool God King’s life weapon, and even without mana enhancement, it was one of the sharpest divine weapons in the world!

Owen was finally about to be severely injured and eliminated. Many leaders from various factions gathered from Middle Earth breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of stability. Given Owen’s previous burst of combat power, if he really eliminated these three well-prepared God Kings, they would be unable to stand against him even as a team. Their situation would then be dire.

However, a God King was still a God King; that level of explosive power was simply beyond what Owen could compare to.

Leslie also shifted some of her attention to Owen; even she, capable of channeling some mana, felt the approach of death under that sword strike.

Under everyone’s gaze, Owen took a deep breath and unleashed the Heaven Emperor Fist again, colliding with the incoming sword.

Sizzle!

The domineering force of the Heaven Emperor Fist roared forth, yet the blue sword light pressed on unyieldingly, slicing through it.

After that, the glazed golden light on Owen’s fist was instantly severed, as if cutting through soft tofu. However, at that moment, waves of impact surged from Owen’s fist. If one punch wouldn’t suffice, then let’s stack a few more!

Heaven Emperor Fist, triple waves!

Boom! Boom!

With two more booming sounds, Owen’s arms, having absorbed the fierce force of three Heaven Emperor Fists, felt sore and swollen, but the cutting power of the blue sword light had been obliterated by a punch.

The Scared Pool God King’s expression changed drastically; this sword strike was his strongest move, utilizing all his power. Yet now, it had been blocked!

Even the residual force from Owen’s punch continued to surge forward, amplifying in his eyes. The terrifying pressure left the Scared Pool God King unable to muster even the thought of resistance.

Boom!

A fist imprint the size of a house crashed down, striking the Scared Pool God King. In his horrified gaze, he was reduced to a puddle of flesh, his breath dissipating into the void.

The Scared Pool God King had fallen!

At that moment, the numerous mages watching this scene gaped in shock, their faces filled with terror. They had all witnessed the terrifying power of the Scared Pool God King’s sword, yet it had not only been blocked by Owen but had been obliterated in the process.

How many hidden cards did Owen possess?

What was the true limit of his martial arts?

Many god-tier mages felt a deep sense of inner turmoil.

The next moment, another familiar sound of flesh exploding echoed in the air.

The Pope of the Truth Church, affected by the essence of the Heaven Emperor Fist, stood dazed, only to be struck in the chest by Owen’s punch, exploding into a mass of gore.

The Pope of the Truth Church had fallen!

“Holy crap!”

At this moment, all the gods of Middle Earth present were stunned, instinctively exclaiming “Holy crap” to alleviate their inner turmoil.

The three well-prepared God Kings had been counter-killed by Owen!

What an extraordinary turn of events! If this were recorded in history by the Academy City, countless future generations would likely think it was a mistake. After all, such a feat was beyond what any human could accomplish.

As firsthand witnesses, they became increasingly terrified.

Owen was utterly unrestrained; with such decisiveness in eliminating three God Kings, they felt he would certainly not spare them.

Amidst the growing panic among the gods of Middle Earth, a furious roar suddenly erupted from the depths of the void, shattering the silence.

“Rebellious girl, how far are you going to go?!”

This voice echoed in their minds, instilling a primal fear within them.

When they came to their senses, a figure tore through the void and appeared before them.

The newcomer was clad in cold, dark robes, with white hair and a face full of authority. Just standing there, he exuded an aura that made everything seem beneath him, possessing an innate pride as if he were a born emperor.

Upon seeing this person, Owen’s expression immediately turned grave; he sensed a fluctuation from this being far beyond that of a God King!

This was a God Emperor!