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

Chapter 215: Chapter215-Why Duel When You Can Gang Up?



Outside Nikol City, the residents and mages who had fled for dozens of miles overnight saw their city crumble behind them, as if a mighty beast that once stood tall between heaven and earth had collapsed.

Even from afar, they could clearly feel the chaotic and terrifying shockwaves!

Their faces were all filled with horror, and their pace quickened considerably.

They had sensed earlier that Owen's army was not something Nikol City could withstand, which is why they had packed up and left overnight.

They had originally thought Nikol City could hold off Owen's forces for some time before falling, but they never imagined it would be destroyed so quickly, turning into a pile of ruins.

As the defensive array shattered and the city walls collapsed, the survivors inside the city looked in horror at the descending dragons.

In front of those dragons, they were as insignificant as ants. Some severely injured soldiers of the Pyrothrone Kingdom even exploded into piles of flesh under the dragons' oppressive might.

Even the stronger mages, under the immense pressure of the dragons' bloodlines and aura, couldn't stand. They trembled and knelt, feeling as if they were carrying a mountain on their backs, their lives at the mercy of the dragons.

On the airship, Owen watched the swift, overwhelming destruction of the border city with satisfaction.

He had always known the power of the dragons was immense, but he hadn't realized it was to this extent.

In just a few breaths, the massive border city had turned into a fiery ruin, devoid of its previous grandeur and majesty.

The speed at which the city fell made it seem like child's play, with no resistance whatsoever.

It was so fast that Owen found it somewhat unreal.

Whoosh!

At that moment, over a dozen streaks of light suddenly shot out from the city, transforming into more than a dozen figures. They stood in the air, glaring furiously at Owen, with the leader, an old man with white hair, pointing his staff at him.

"Owen, if you have any courage, fight me one-on-one! What honor is there in relying on dragons?"

Owen glanced at them, his expression slightly serious. These mages had decent power, all of them at the master-tier level, with the leader being at the grandmaster-tier.

This level of strength was considered middle-tier in Middle Earth. However, given that most of the city had been destroyed by the dragons, the fact that these mages didn't flee but instead confronted him showed a degree of bravery and patriotism.

Owen respected these mages, who were willing to die for their country.

Mages with such integrity were rare in any kingdom, each one invaluable—a cornerstone and pillar of a nation.

But when he heard their challenge for a one-on-one duel, Owen couldn't help but smirk with mockery.

"First of all, with your strength, you're not worthy of being my opponent, nor are you qualified to challenge me."

"Secondly, why duel when you can gang up?"

"Your sense of honor is admirable, but it's misplaced."

Owen had no time to waste playing with them. While the mages grew furious at Owen's words, he casually waved his hand and coldly commanded,

"Wipe them all out!"

As soon as Owen gave the order, ten grandmaster-tier bone dragons opened their gaping mouths full of skeletal fangs and unleashed a blast of "Gray Mist Breath."

In an instant, the gray mist filled the air, corroding everything it touched with a sharp hissing sound.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Before the mages could react, they were engulfed in the mist. When the mist dissipated, their figures had vanished, as if they had never been there.

"How was that? My bone dragons aren't bad, are they?"

The Bone Dragon King chuckled, walking up to Owen with a smug expression.

Owen nodded. These mages were all at least master-tier, with the leader being grandmaster- tier, yet they couldn't withstand even a single move from the bone dragons.

The power of the bone dragons was evident.

"With the Bone Dragon King and the Gold Dragon King assisting us, the cities and warriors of the Pyrothrone Kingdom are nothing more than paper tigers."

Owen had always known the dragons were powerful, ranking among the top of all creatures. However, seeing them in action now, their combat prowess far exceeded his expectations, enough to crush through any opposition without much effort.

"There are still many cities between here and the capital of the Pyrothrone Kingdom. If you plan to completely destroy the kingdom, we'll need to pick up the pace. The Pyrothrone Kingdom has over 200 cities, and although none are as fortified as Nikol, there are quite a few of them, scattered across a wide area."

The Bone Dragon King spoke up.

For him, annihilating the Pyrothrone Kingdom wasn't difficult, just time-consuming.

Owen understood what the Bone Dragon King meant and nodded.

"Why don't we split into smaller groups and attack the Pyrothrone Kingdom from different directions? This way, we can move faster and prevent anyone from slipping through the

cracks."

The Bone Dragon King, the Gold Dragon King, and Otto all pondered briefly before nodding in

agreement.

They were all confident in their strength and their respective armies. The Pyrothrone Kingdom posed no real threat to them.

The Gold Dragon King found the idea intriguing and suddenly suggested,

"I think Owen's plan is excellent. Not only can we save time, but we can also use this to settle . Let's see who reaches the Pyrothrone Kingdom's capital first."

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As soon as he finished, the Gold Dragon King shot a provocative glance at the Bone Dragon

King.

The Bone Dragon King, who had been boasting about his prowess, was eager to compete, and the Gold Dragon King had long wanted a chance to show him up.

The Bone Dragon King chuckled,

"Compete? Sure, let's see who's afraid of who!"

Both were god-tier powerhouses and couldn't fight directly, so this kind of challenge suited

them perfectly.

Otto, watching their wager with amusement, said,

"You two better give it your all, but I'm claiming first place. You can fight over who's second

and who's third."

With the three leaders in agreement, Henry and the others who had been standing by Owen's side grew a bit concerned.

"Master Owen, splitting up will indeed speed up the campaign, but what if other forces intervene? If the Pyrothrone Kingdom gets desperate, our divided forces might be defeated

one by one."

Owen shook his head slightly and replied,

"Your concerns are valid, but such a thing won't happen. Don't worry; you'll understand why

soon enough."

Owen's confidence reassured Henry and the others.

"The dragons and fallen angels will split into three groups. Master Owen, do you have any

plans or arrangements for us?"

Leslie stepped forward and said calmly,

"My husband and I have already made plans. While you're all fighting, our target is the capital

of the Pyrothrone Kingdom. Owen owes me a date there!"

Owen took Leslie's hand and said seriously,

"Don't worry, whatever my other fiancées have, you will have too!"

Seeing the two of them gazing lovingly at each other, Henry and the others, who had been worried about them entering the Pyrothrone Kingdom alone, were now completely at ease. Their relaxed demeanor gave off the feeling that everything was well in hand.

"Since the plan is set, let's each move out. Leslie and I will be waiting for you all in the Pyrothrone Kingdom's capital!"

Owen clasped his hands in farewell to the others.

The Bone Dragon King, the Gold Dragon King, and Otto quickly rallied their respective forces,

eager not to fall behind.

As they began their separate actions, Owen and Leslie transformed into two beams of light, shooting toward the northern capital of the Pyrothrone Kingdom!

Meanwhile, in the royal capital of the Pyrothrone Kingdom...

The Pyrothrone King sat gloomily on his throne. Standing beside him were four elderly

generals who had just reached god-tier.

These four were the top warriors of the Pyrothrone Kingdom, commanding most of its

military forces.

After Owen brought the dragons and fallen angels into Middle Earth, the Pyrothrone King had summoned these four high-ranking generals.

With such powerful warriors by his side, his personal safety was assured.

He could now focus on quickly formulating a plan, ready to mobilize the soldiers and mages

of the Pyrothrone Kingdom to ensure that Owen's plan to destroy the kingdom would die before it even began.