Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start? - Chapter 315

Chapter 315: Chapter312-The Arrival of the Millennial Cataclysm
News quickly spread across the continent and Middle Earth that Owen was gathering forces in Azure Kingdom to build a superpower.

Although many factions were already aware of this plan, they hadn’t expected Owen to truly go through with it.

Azure Kingdom, which had already made a powerful name for itself in the battle against the Forbidden Zone, had become a fearsome force in the minds of all.

Now, with the addition of so many prestigious factions, Azure Kingdom instantly rose to become the most revered empire.

Many were eager to join Azure Kingdom, hoping to become part of its ranks.

After all, only two months remained before the Millennial Cataclysm would arrive.

What waves would Azure Kingdom stir in this short time?

Many were curious and full of anticipation.

Under everyone’s watchful gaze, two months quietly passed.

During this time, both the continent and Middle Earth fell into a strange calm.

Conflicts and wars faded away, but it was clear to those with insight that this was merely the last calm before the Millennial Cataclysm.

Similarly, Azure Kingdom’s own peace left many puzzled.

After two months, Azure Kingdom’s rapid expansion seemed to come to a halt.

Until, on this day, a series of explosive news spread across the continent and Middle Earth.

“The Black Iron Dwarves have relocated their entire nation to Azure Kingdom’s Thousand Hills!”

“The Moss Giants have moved to the depths of the abyss in Azure Kingdom!”

“The White Tower Tech Guild has relocated near the capital!”

“The Shadow Clan has settled near the Black Forest!”

“The Dragon Clan has moved to the Rivers District…”

One after another, various races and kingdoms began massive migrations, all heading to Azure Kingdom.

The once-bustling kingdom became even livelier, with factions moving into nearly every region.

At this moment, the leaders of these factions gathered in the central square of the capital.

“We welcome the Emperor and the Empress!”

When Owen and Leslie appeared on the high walls, the crowd gathered in the square bowed, their loud voices echoing to the skies.

They were all dressed in Azure Kingdom’s attire, having gradually integrated into every aspect of the kingdom.

Though Azure Kingdom had seemed peaceful these past two months, managing the influx of so many factions—finding locations, arranging cooperation, and organizing training—had required meticulous planning.

Now, after two months, everything had finally settled into place.

Owen and Leslie surveyed the dense crowd below.

With the inclusion of these factions and races, a superpower encompassing the top forces of Middle Earth and the continent had taken shape.

When fully consolidated, they would undoubtedly astonish the world.

“The migration of these factions is nearly complete, and just in time,” Owen said, rubbing his temples tiredly.

These past days, he hadn’t been able to merely delegate tasks; too many matters required his personal oversight.

Leslie, equally busy, looked up at the sky with a hint of concern. “Although we completed the relocation before the Millennial Cataclysm, the time of the catastrophe has drawn even closer.”

Owen followed her gaze.

The sky was dim and shrouded in mist, devoid of the usual brightness. It seemed as though the heavens were sinking, and the sun was fading. The atmosphere was heavy with tension.

“Millennial Cataclysm… an end, but also a beginning. It’s time to start our plan,” Owen said, his breathing tense in the stifling air.

Millennial Cataclysm, the world’s end by The Celestial—it was like a cursed cycle from which most could not escape.

Though they might survive this time with the Divine Path Stone, it was a temporary fix; The Celestial would still exist.

“We have a small window left. This is our final chance,” Leslie replied, her dark eyes reflective in the oppressive atmosphere.

They exchanged glances, a silent understanding passing between them.

“Honestly, Brother and Sister could be a bit more considerate. We’re all here, after all!” Madelyn muttered.

In her arms, Seraphina swished her tail, pouting, “Exactly! Master’s been ignoring me lately! Humph!”

Rachel’s eyes held a slight trace of resentment as well; Owen was either busy with affairs or with Leslie, as if they’d been completely forgotten.

As the trio continued their small complaints, they suddenly felt an unfamiliar presence beside them.

“Brother…” Madelyn, who had been complaining the most, looked up and was startled. “Brother, weren’t you just talking to Sister? How are you suddenly here?”

Owen gave her a pointed look. “If I hadn’t come over, who knows who might be calling me an insatiable love-struck villain!”

“Also, what’s this I hear? Are you so free that you’re ignoring the training I asked you to do in the Small World?”

Seraphina and Rachel hung their heads, each pointing at the other. “She called me out!”

“Enough! No need to push the blame. I know I’ve been busy lately, but the Millennial Cataclysm is close, and you all must focus on strengthening yourselves,” Owen continued. “After this disaster, I’ll need your support.”

At his words, Rachel and Seraphina nodded vigorously before retreating to the Small World, followed closely by Madelyn.

Once they were gone, the sky, already dark, grew even darker, like thick ink spilled across the heavens, with the last rays of light devoured.

Owen’s heart sank.

It seemed certain that the Lord of Stars and his allies had failed in their resistance against The Celestial.

The fact that The Celestial had begun annihilating the realm made it clear.

Leslie’s expression turned grave. “The end has begun; this realm is about to descend into chaos.”

“I’ve stationed the Dragons and Shadow Clan to patrol the borders. Any trespassers are to be eliminated on sight,” Owen replied coldly.

With the apocalypse at hand, the realm would abandon all morals.

A blood-soaked massacre was about to unfold, driven by the desperate struggle for survival and the madness of unleashed desires.

The entire realm would become a brutal crucible.

No one outside Azure Kingdom’s borders would be allowed entry.

And indeed, as the skies grew darker, everyone realized that The Celestial had commenced its destruction.

Top-tier factions and ancient sects fortified their gates, ready to defend against the end.

Some sought to use forbidden techniques to seal themselves away, hoping to survive into the next Epoch.

Others hid in isolated areas—the Forbidden Zone, hidden paradises, and remnants of small worlds—hoping these places would offer refuge.

But countless other mages stood at a crossroads of fate, having nowhere to go.

Some chose to band together, storming the ancient families and factions to seek shelter.

Though they risked angering these families, the approaching end left them no choice.

Meanwhile, others abandoned all morality, driven by desire alone.

Pillaging, slaughter, and unrestrained violence erupted as people indulged their last desires.

Chaos spread across the realm like wildfire, with blood flowing like rivers.

Those who had long been oppressed rose up, attacking the kingdoms and factions that had held them down, hoping to live for themselves, at least once.

The entire realm was thrown into unprecedented turmoil and unrest.

Everyone prepared in their own ways to face the impending Millennial Cataclysm.