Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start? - Chapter 390

Chapter 390: Chapter386-This Is the Power of the Strong
In the grand hall, Owen’s punch streaked through the air like a meteor, swift as lightning.

Although Ysera could discern its trajectory, the sheer speed was overwhelming.

At the same time, the oppressive aura radiating from the punch immobilized her, pinning her in place as though an invisible weight bore down on her entire being.

Unable to move, she could only watch helplessly as the punch struck her and sent her flying.

Thud!

The force of the impact crushed her defenses, leaving her coughing up blood.

Her body felt like it was falling apart.

If not for Owen pulling back at the last moment, she might have been annihilated on the spot. The punch carried enough power to obliterate an entire plane of existence.

Surviving such an attack was nothing short of a miracle.

Shaken, Ysera looked at Owen with a mix of curiosity and reverence.

“This… What kind of technique is this?”

In her memory, no martial skill possessed such terrifying destructive force.

Owen smiled faintly. “Just a minor trick. You can call it the Heaven Emperor Fist.”

The Heaven Emperor Fist, a system-generated technique, was vast in scope and unrivaled in power.

Even back when Owen was only a god-tier mage, this technique had allowed him to decimate countless enemies.

Now, as a celestial god, its full potential was finally beginning to show.

“You win.” Ysera’s voice carried a tone of resignation as she acknowledged her defeat.

Her admission wasn’t just about her loss in this battle; it was also a recognition that Owen’s strength was far beyond hers.

In her eyes, they weren’t even on the same level.

“No wonder you’re hailed as the greatest prodigy. Your strength and combat skills are truly awe-inspiring,” Ysera praised.

But then her expression dimmed. “Still, even though you’re strong, I don’t think you’re worthy of Leslie.”

Owen wasn’t bothered by her words.

Instead, he exchanged a knowing smile with Leslie.

To others, they might seem an ill-matched pair, but only Owen and Leslie knew how perfectly they complemented each other.

Their mutual support and understanding were the cornerstones of their bond—a connection forged in both triumph and adversity.

Even during cycles of reincarnation, driven by the fires of desire, they had found each other time and again.

Ysera’s face darkened further as she watched them, clearly unimpressed by their public display of affection. Lowering her gaze, she asked, “You’re serious about opening that Time Array, aren’t you? Bringing the gods of the past back into the present?”

Leslie met her gaze evenly. “Is there a problem with that?”

Ysera hesitated before speaking. “Owen, you’re now the de facto leader of the resistance against The Celestial, aren’t you?”

Owen nodded. Before the God of Light and the Lord of Stars departed, they had entrusted him and the Goddess of Beauty with leadership of the resistance.

Now, it was a mantle only he could bear.

“You realize those gods—those who can manipulate time and defy the flow of history—are impossibly proud, don’t you? They won’t obey your commands. They’ll likely challenge your authority and even compete for leadership,” Ysera warned.

Her tone was serious as she looked at Owen.

Owen chuckled softly. He had already anticipated this.

The most talented and powerful individuals were rarely willing to bow to others.

The God of Light, the Lord of Stars, and the War Goddess had managed to unify the resistance only because of their overwhelming strength and charisma.

But now, with those three leaders gone and their fates unknown, Owen had inherited a fragmented resistance.

Many of the gods he sought to awaken would undoubtedly resist his authority.

Still, this role wasn’t without its benefits.

His position as leader deterred many from acting openly against him.

For all intents and purposes, Owen now stood as the head of a major faction—provided he could tame the pack of ferocious wolves he was about to unleash.

There was also another reason Owen had accepted this role: the God of Light’s parting words and the system’s mission rewards.

Unlocking the Pandora’s Box, which held the ultimate secrets of The Celestial and Pure Land, was critical.

These secrets would be the key to Owen’s growth and the resistance’s victory.

Seeing Owen’s resolute expression, Ysera didn’t press further. “If you can maintain control, that’s for the best. Chaos in Emerald Dreamscape benefits no one. But I must warn you—Loki’s seal on the array is still in place. The moment it’s opened, he’ll notice.

“Though I don’t care for my father, his strength is nothing short of terrifying. He won’t stand by idly. You’ll face attacks from both Loki and the Burning Legion. Can you handle that?”

Her eyes flickered briefly to Leslie as she delivered her warning.

Had it not been for Leslie, she wouldn’t have bothered to share so much.

The names Loki and Burning Legion hung heavy in the air.

Owen took a deep breath and said, “The day I became the leader of the resistance, I knew this moment would come.”

“Then follow me,” Ysera said, turning to lead the way.

“Wait.” Owen stopped her. “I need to make some preparations first. We’ll open the array tomorrow.”

Ysera gave him a curious look. What could he possibly prepare in just one day?

“Owen,” she said firmly, “let me remind you. While Emerald Dreamscape may dislike Loki and the Burning Legion, I won’t tolerate you using its people as cannon fodder.”

Her face was impassive, but her tone carried a warning.

Emerald Dreamscape’s warriors were strong, but they were no match for Loki or the Burning Legion.

To send them against such foes would be nothing short of a death sentence.

Owen turned to Madelyn. “Madelyn, contact Charlotte and have Azure Kingdom’s forces prepare for battle.

“Also, instruct Academy City to establish large-scale teleportation arrays connecting Emerald Dreamscape to the territories of the Night Elves and Boarmen.”

Hearing this, Ysera raised an eyebrow.

She had noticed Azure Kingdom’s growing presence in Pure Land but hadn’t realized how extensive their preparations were.

Was he planning a full-scale war?

Ysera mulled it over before shaking her head. “Even with Azure Kingdom, the Night Elves, and the Boarmen, it won’t be enough. The Burning Legion is far too powerful.”

Ignoring her, Owen continued issuing orders to Madelyn.

“Tell Edward to mobilize Academy City’s forces and spread the word. Let every corner of Pure Land and the Forbidden Zone know about the gods’ awakening.”

Ysera’s eyes widened as realization dawned.

By spreading this news, Owen would ensure the descendants and followers of these gods couldn’t sit idly by.

They would act, rallying under his banner.

The collective power of these factions, driven by loyalty to their ancestors, could form a force strong enough to rival the Burning Legion.

If these groups gained momentum, other factions in Pure Land might also rise against the Burning Legion.

No one in Pure Land wanted to live under the shadow of the Burning Legion any longer.

“Well, no wonder you’re so confident,” Ysera said, her eyes gleaming with newfound respect as she looked at Owen.