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

Chapter 210: Chapter210-Leslie Declares Her Sovereignty



"The sun? Are you saying Rachel grew a sun in the small world?!"

Owen was startled by the mental wave Seraphina sent him.

Growing a sun!

Owen was shocked. According to his calculations, it would take three months for that small world to generate light. Yet, thanks to Rachel's bloodline, it had only been less than a month, and there were already such incredible results!

Leslie, unaware of the situation, curiously asked, "Owen, what's going on?"

Owen immediately explained the situation regarding Rachel's kidnapping and the Tree of World.

"The succubus progenitor's bloodline, held alone in a small world..."

Leslie narrowed her eyes, murmuring to herself.

She was well aware that men were often fickle creatures, and when faced with an

extraordinary beauty, they could easily lose control of themselves.

Even though she knew Owen wasn't an ordinary man, Leslie also understood the unique allure of a succubus.

Their temptation could make any man willing to do anything.

Rachel, not only of noble birth but also possessing the bloodline of the succubus progenitor, had a seductive power that was beyond ordinary.

Moreover, even after being imprisoned in Owen's small world, she had diligently taken care of the Tree of World...

Leslie nodded slightly, saying, "I didn't expect a hostage to be of such use. Since that's the case, let's go see her together. With the bloodline of the succubus progenitor, she must be an exceptional beauty."

Hearing the jealousy in Leslie's words, Owen's mouth twitched.

He had thought Leslie didn't care about such things, but now it seemed that no matter the woman, bloodlines couldn't escape such rivalry.

Both Leslie and Rachel were anything but ordinary women.

The thought of them meeting and possibly competing for dominance made Owen feel a headache coming on.

Luckily, at that moment, a piercing sound came from the distant sky, followed by a chilling cold rapidly sweeping over them!

The Fallen Angels had arrived!

Owen and Leslie immediately shifted their attention to the sky, their expressions growing serious.

As they looked toward the horizon, the mages and commoners within the capital felt the temperature plummet, becoming bone-chilling cold.

Confused, they glanced around. Snow began to fall from the sky, and wherever it landed, a thin layer of frost quickly spread, creating a biting cold.

Many who witnessed this were deeply frightened.

"Fallen Angels!"

"The Fallen Angels are here!"

Their fears were soon confirmed as cries of terror echoed through the capital, causing panic to spread.

Especially when they looked toward the sky and saw the terrifying scene: dark, ominous mist rolling in, blotting out the sun.

Within that mist, Fallen Angels with their black wings flapping descended from the sky, like reapers of death, descending over the Azure Kingdom.

The icy aura they emitted was so intense that the city walls began to freeze, turning into walls of ice. The people's traumatic memories surged back to the surface.

The last time, a single Fallen Angel had caused immense destruction in the city. The time before that, nine Fallen Angels had nearly wiped out the capital.

Now, the number of Fallen Angels gathering from all directions far exceeded those previous encounters. It seemed like they had all mobilized!

The people couldn't even imagine the devastation that so many Fallen Angels could bring. The city walls provided them with no sense of security at all.

Just as the panic reached its peak, someone spotted Owen and his group appearing in the sky.

Immediately, the terrified crowd breathed a sigh of relief and began to cheer. It seemed that as long as Owen was there, no matter how dangerous the situation, it could be resolved.

Owen and his companions quickly moved to the outskirts of the city, preparing for the approaching Fallen Angels.

They all held their breath, ready for battle.

After all, Otto, the leader of the Fallen Angels, was a true god!

Otto had played a significant role in their attack on the Pyrothrone Kingdom.

As Owen stood solemnly, Seraphina, coiled around his wrist, slithered over his body, enjoying herself.

Occasionally, she would sniff his scent with a look of bliss and playfully nibble on his skin like a mischievous child, showing her affection for him.

Leslie, watching for a moment, was lost in thought. "Someday, I'll give you a child as cute as her."

Owen was taken aback and turned to look at Leslie, not expecting her to bring up such a topic.

But he knew Leslie was serious about what she said, and if she brought it up, it meant she

truly meant it.

So he nodded and smiled, "Whatever you say!"

*Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!*

The sound of wind cutting through the air grew louder.

Led by the six-winged Otto, a vast army of Fallen Angels appeared in the sky, hovering not far from Owen, all of them watching him with serious expressions.

Otto glanced at the two glowing Holy Tokens on Owen's arm and shook his head with a bitter

smile.

"How long have you had those Holy Tokens? And you've already crushed them? And to launch an attack on the Pyrothrone Kingdom, no less. I have to say, your courage far surpasses mine." "There was no choice. Someone dared to harm my family, so I'll grind them into dust. No matter who they are or what force they belong to, even gods can't stop me! The Pyrothrone Kingdom will pay the same price!"

Owen stared directly into Otto's eyes, his expression calm, but the fire of rage in his eyes made

Otto feel as though he were being burned.

Otto's initially teasing demeanor quickly turned serious.

To Otto, Owen had always been the calm type.

For him to act so recklessly meant the Pyrothrone Kingdom had crossed a line with Owen!

Harming Owen's family was a surefire way to invite the wrath of many.

But Otto hadn't expected Owen to be *this* angry!

The determination radiating from Owen was absolute-there would be no stopping him.

The Pyrothrone Kingdom was no ordinary foe, and Owen had taken a huge risk this time!

However, Otto knew that while Owen was still only at the master-tier, his talent, strength, and influence had already made him like a young dragon soaring toward the heavens. This attack on the Pyrothrone Kingdom, driven by his immense rage, would surely be remembered in history, regardless of the outcome.

And now Otto himself was involved in this monumental event.

Otto's attention shifted to Seraphina, who was on Owen's arm. Noticing the aura she exuded,

Otto's face showed a deep sense of shock.

"It's been so little time since I last saw her, and her bloodline has already reached semi-god- tier? That bloodline growth rate is terrifying! Is this the fearsome potential of the continent's

number one spellbeast?!"

Owen's expression remained calm. "It's only semi-god-tier. At my current rate of nurturing, she'll reach god-tier bloodline soon enough. That day isn't far off."

Hearing Owen's words, Seraphina nodded firmly, her trust in Owen deeply ingrained in her

very being. Owen patted her head and looked back at Otto. "Are all the Fallen Angels here?"

Otto nodded, "This time, the three-tribe coalition includes three god-tier beings, seventeen sage-tier, countless master-tier experts, and over a thousand diamond-tier warriors.

Everyone is assembled."

The lineup was truly formidable!

Still, the Pyrothrone Kingdom was not to be underestimated, and Owen remained cautious

despite his newfound confidence.

Otto looked Owen up and down. "Heading to Middle Earth with the [Order] and the Godslayer

Staff in your possession... I doubt Middle Earth will let you leave easily. Are you sure you want

to go?"n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The Pyrothrone Kingdom might not go all out against the coalition forces, but Owen was a different story.

He had personal enmity with the Pyrothrone Kingdom's Pyrothrone King, and with the coveted artifacts in his possession, Owen was sure to be a target.

He would face overwhelming opposition.

Owen said nothing, only nodded firmly.

The Pyrothrone Kingdom had crossed a line. They had touched his untouchable reverse scale

and must pay the price!

As Owen's emotions surged, he suddenly felt a soft hand clasp his own from behind.

Turning, he saw it was Leslie.

Leslie smiled gently and said, "I'll go with you."