Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start? - Chapter 313

Chapter 313: Chapter310-The Four Great Powers
Over the years, Academy City had conducted secret research, yet the more they delved, the more despair they felt.

No matter how they strategized or united, they could not defeat The Celestial.

It was as if they were drowning in an endless ocean, helpless against their inevitable fate.

But with Owen’s emergence, they saw a glimmer of hope—perhaps their last chance.

So, they decided to risk some of Academy City’s resources to achieve their ultimate dream: to destroy The Celestial.

Others could not understand why Academy City, known for its neutrality, had changed its stance so drastically.

But seeing such a colossal entity submit, they realized time was running out to decide.

“I, from the Shadow Clan, wish to serve under Mr. Owen!”

Suddenly, shadows rippled in the grand hall, and a dark figure, barely noticeable, appeared before Owen, kneeling.

“Shadow Clan?”

The crowd was visibly stunned.

This unique clan was famed across the realm, specializing in assassination magic.

Those targeted by them rarely escaped.

Although they rarely acted, they were well-known in Middle Earth for their high success rate in assassination.

No one had expected them to choose Owen so decisively!

“We, the Black Iron Dwarves, wish to serve under Owen!” Soon after, an armored dwarf wielding an iron hammer charged into the hall, his voice loud and clear.

These dwarves were short, nearly reaching the height of an average human, yet they were muscular, with bronze-colored skin that appeared forged and tempered like brass.

Their hands, long and robust, nearly touched their feet, and their eyes were steely with resolve.

Everyone present was familiar with the Black Iron Dwarves.

In both Middle Earth and the continent, they were known for crafting powerful magical artifacts, which were highly prized and significantly superior to those made by others.

Although they usually refrained from participating in realm affairs, they, too, had now chosen to align with Owen!

“The White Tower Tech Guild requests to join the Azure Kingdom. We humbly seek Mr. Owen’s acceptance!”

An elderly man in a white robe, holding a book, entered the hall. Though he looked as if he were one foot in the grave, he still respectfully bowed to Owen, expressing his intent.

Seeing this elder, the crowd was once again taken aback.

Compared to the Shadow Clan and Black Iron Dwarves, the White Tower Tech Guild was even more mysterious.

They studied natural laws, science, and magic, considering themselves scholars.

Many strange inventions across the continent and Middle Earth originated from them, embodying the power of technology.

Although their creations weren’t overwhelmingly powerful, they were one of a kind, beyond what other factions possessed.

After these three factions made their intentions known, the floor of the grand hall trembled slightly.

Soon, several Moss Giants, much smaller than usual, stepped before Owen.

They resembled humans but had skin covered in green moss, as if it were part of their skin.

Beneath this moss lay a solid, stone-like body with a metallic sheen, exuding an indestructible aura.

“Mr. Owen, though the Moss Giants may lack sophistication, we understand loyalty. We might not be able to assist in other ways, but when it comes to heavy lifting and hard battles, please don’t forget us. All we ask is for a chance to survive!” said the lead Moss Giant earnestly.

Hearing this, Owen looked at these four unique powers with satisfaction.

He understood the value of each of these groups, all essential to his needs.

The Shadow Clan excelled in assassination, with an innate talent for lurking in darkness and delivering deadly strikes.

Their stealth abilities were exceptional for intelligence gathering, unmatched by other factions.

As for the Black Iron Dwarves, Owen was eager to enlist their skills.

For mages, aside from power levels, high-quality staves and armor were vital.

The Black Iron Dwarves were master forgers, capable of crafting magic items in large quantities and with high quality.

If his army against The Celestial were fully armed by them, it would boost their overall power and reduce casualties with strong armor.

Their presence would undoubtedly raise morale.

The White Tower Tech Guild was another exceptional faction, reminiscent of research institutions from Owen’s original world.

They specialized in studying magic, physics, mathematics, chemistry, biology, and other sciences.

Though their current creations were modest, they had the potential to turn research into real combat power, like developing electromagnetic laser cannons or elemental fusion reactors.

Owen was particularly interested in their potential.

Lastly, the Moss Giants, though simple-minded, had an indestructible physicality that made them natural shields.

Armored with gear forged by the Black Iron Dwarves, they would become a walking steel wall.

“Alright, you may join the Azure Kingdom, but let me emphasize this: once you join, you must obey commands completely. No matter your race or origin, from now on, you are part of the Azure Kingdom!”

Owen’s stern tone only pleased the leaders of the four factions.

The more Owen valued discipline, the more they felt assured of his regard for them, indicating they wouldn’t be treated as mere pawns.

“We greet the Emperor, and the Empress!” The leaders of the four factions exchanged glances and declared in unison.

Seeing this, Owen nodded with satisfaction. “Good. As long as you serve me faithfully, I will treat you well. You may continue as you like; whatever resources you need, just let me know. As long as it’s reasonable, I will fulfill your requests.”

Given his understanding of these four powers, Owen was confident they would not betray him, so he decided to grant them certain privileges.

The four factions, hearing his promise, lit up with joy.

They had initially joined the Azure Kingdom out of necessity, expecting Owen to treat them harshly.

To their surprise, Owen valued them more than they’d anticipated.

“Thank you, Emperor!”

Cheers erupted from the four factions, and others who had not yet aligned felt encouraged, realizing that joining Owen might not be as grim as they had feared.

“Owen, the Blood Moon Kingdom sincerely wishes to join!”

“Owen, the Taihua Academy requests to join!”

Many hesitant factions finally made their decision.

However, Owen shook his head, saying, “Currently, the Azure Kingdom is already struggling to accommodate existing factions. For now, you should leave. Once we expand with Leslie, we can welcome a few more factions, but only a limited number.”