Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start? - Chapter 398

Chapter 398: Chapter394-Warriors, Fight for Me
As the deadly assault descended, the dragon breaths unleashed by the Dragon Princess and Audrey were instantly obliterated by the sheer force of the Iron Fist Tyrant’s punches, reduced to nothing like eggs shattering against an unyielding stone.

Seeing their attacks effortlessly neutralized, the Iron Fist Tyrant smirked cruelly. The terrifying energy emanating from his fists intensified, its mere shockwaves causing countless onlookers to shudder as they sensed the stench of death.

The Iron Fist Tyrant’s attack left no room for mercy. Even an average celestial god mage would be unable to withstand such a terrifying blow, destined to be shredded instantly.

At that moment, the Dragon Princess and Audrey also felt the overwhelming threat of death emanating from the punch.

Both drew deep breaths, activating their bloodline magic. Ancient light arrays materialized before them, glowing brilliantly as mana surged in response to their incantations in the ancient dragon tongue.

Under the tide of mana, the arrays grew brighter and sturdier, reinforced by every ounce of power they could muster. Yet, when these formidable defenses met the incoming fist, they quickly shattered. Cracks spread across their surfaces, and the arrays disintegrated.

Both women were thrown back, coughing blood, their faces pale as death. Despite the fierce resistance, the punch surged forward, unhindered, barreling toward them with lethal force.

With their defenses shattered and facing the prospect of taking the blow head-on, they closed their eyes, bracing for death.

Yet, just as the attack was about to land, a ghostly figure appeared before them, intercepting the fatal strike.

Opening their eyes in disbelief, the Dragon Princess and Audrey found Rachel standing before them, shielding them from the deadly attack. Both were stunned, particularly the Dragon Princess, who had once been friends with Rachel.

The Iron Fist Tyrant was a true celestial god mage, approaching the power of a god-mark celestial god. His full-strength attack was terrifying—how could Rachel possibly block it?

And yet, she did, seemingly without much effort.

The devastating fist, capable of obliterating everything in its path, had been stopped by a single, slender finger from Rachel.

Both the Dragon Princess and Audrey, sensing something extraordinary, stared at Rachel’s back in shock.

“Celestial god! You’ve reached celestial god-tier!”

For them, it was a dreamlike, almost fantastical event.

The Dragon Princess vividly remembered how Rachel’s tier was similar to hers when Rachel had been defeated and threatened by Owen upon entering the continent.

Yet now, Rachel had surpassed her by an incredible margin, even achieving the celestial god-tier she had long coveted.

It was inconceivable!

Audrey, recalling Rachel’s time spent by Owen’s side, could only conclude that Rachel’s breakthrough to celestial god-tier must have something to do with him.

“Rachel!”

The Dragon Princess and Audrey both cried out in astonishment.

Rachel glanced back at them and smiled. “It’s been a while.”

Her radiant smile stunned them into silence. It pierced their hearts, leaving them momentarily mesmerized.

The other mages observing the battlefield were similarly captivated by Rachel’s appearance. Her beauty was unparalleled, and her aura was intoxicating, drawing them into her presence like moths to a flame.

To them, she was the epitome of perfection, the “white moonlight” of their hearts.

Yet this overwhelming sensation soon triggered alarm, snapping them back to their senses.

“What’s going on with Rachel? Why is the aura emanating from her so… strange?”

Many mages began whispering among themselves.

The Dragon Princess and Audrey also regained their composure. Recalling the peculiar sensation that had gripped their hearts earlier, the Dragon Princess couldn’t help but ask,

“Your bloodline has awakened?”

Rachel nodded. “I have Owen and Lady Leslie to thank for it.”

“But enough talk for now. Let’s deal with this fellow first.”

With that, Rachel shifted her gaze to the Iron Fist Tyrant.

The Iron Fist Tyrant stared back at her intently. Despite sensing that Rachel’s tier was far below his, the unique aura emanating from her made him feel an unshakable sense of danger deep within.

This woman was no ordinary foe.

Sensing the threat, the Iron Fist Tyrant showed no hesitation, leaping into the air. The sheer force of his movement shattered the ground beneath him as he surged toward Rachel.

Meanwhile, the Burning Legion’s forces roared forward like an unstoppable tide.

“Rachel, be careful!”

The Dragon Princess and Audrey cried out in warning.

Rachel, however, remained calm. “Don’t worry. Leave this to me.”

She spread a wave of unique energy that instantly engulfed the surrounding Burning Legion.

“Come, my warriors. Fight for me!”

Her low, sultry voice carried a bewitching charm, reverberating across the battlefield.

The Burning Legion, moments ago charging at Rachel, suddenly turned, their movements frenzied. Without hesitation, they launched themselves at the Iron Fist Tyrant.

The Iron Fist Tyrant, poised to unleash a lethal strike, was stunned to see his army turning against him in a wild frenzy of attacks.

The sight left the onlookers, many of whom had assumed Rachel’s imminent defeat, utterly dumbfounded.

The Burning Legion, known for their unwavering obedience, had been completely manipulated by Rachel.

“How is this possible? The Burning Legion obey her commands? What kind of power does she possess?”

Amidst the chaos, several ancient mages finally recognized the unique bloodline she bore.

“The Succubus Progenitor! Only the bloodline of the Succubus Progenitor could achieve this level of control!”

The realization spread like wildfire.

The Succubus Progenitor bloodline was legendary, known for its unparalleled allure and manipulation. For years, no one bearing this bloodline had appeared, let alone someone who could wield its full power.

“This explains why I was mesmerized at first glance. It wasn’t my weak will—it was her overwhelming charm!”

“She’s commanding the Burning Legion itself! Is there anything she can’t do?”

As Rachel’s bloodline became widely known, the astonishment around her only grew. Few had known of her existence before, as she rarely appeared alongside Owen.

Amidst the turmoil, the Iron Fist Tyrant launched a barrage of meteoric punches, each strike obliterating the countless Burning Legion warriors who now shielded Rachel with their lives.

Yet no matter how devastating the attacks, Rachel’s controlled forces surged forward, unyielding, sacrificing themselves to protect her.

The Iron Fist Tyrant’s lips twitched in frustration. It wasn’t the loss of his forces that enraged him—it was the realization that he’d been outplayed, coupled with his inability to muster anger toward Rachel’s enchanting face.

Realizing the futility of recovering his forces, the Iron Fist Tyrant’s strikes grew even more ferocious. Meteors of energy rained down on Rachel, their speed and density leaving no room for evasion.

Rachel, however, did not retreat. Instead, she activated her mana, black wings unfurling from her back. With a single powerful flap, she soared directly into the storm of punches, moving with astonishing speed.

Her awakening as the Succubus Progenitor had enhanced not only her mental prowess and irresistible charm but also her combat abilities.

Underestimating her would come at a steep price.

Seeing Rachel charge headlong into his attack, the Iron Fist Tyrant intensified his barrage, leaving no openings for counterattacks.

Yet Rachel did not flinch. She met the onslaught head-on, her will unwavering.