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

In a desert where yellow sand danced in the air, Owen charged toward the Burning Legion as they advanced toward him at an astonishing speed, like a mass of emerald-green flames spreading across the land.

Owen ignored the ordinary infernals and instead headed straight for their leader—a blood elf clad in armor.

This elf had an eerie blood-red skin, and the mana fluctuations surrounding her were so dense they turned into mist that lingered around her. Additionally, flames visibly burned on her body, giving her already blood-colored skin an extra touch of strange green.

Those observing the scene quickly recognized the blood elf, their expressions filled with shock.

"A high elf, Avril!"

"She's a celestial god-level blood elf, and to think she's been enslaved by the Burning Legion!"

Many mages in the Pure Land shuddered. After all, Avril's strength was terrifying; she was considered a legend in the Pure Land. She had mysteriously disappeared during a battle with the Burning Legion, and they hadn't expected that she had been enslaved.

Blood elves were already extremely powerful, and now, enhanced by the fel energy wielded by the Burning Legion, they couldn't even imagine how terrifying her power had become.

…

At the same time, as Owen charged directly toward Avril, she noticed him as well. However, her eyes were clouded, as if she knew only killing and destruction. She rushed straight at Owen, with a tide of blood-colored mana surging toward him from all directions.

Sensing the incoming magical storm, Owen tightly gripped the

Godslayer Staff

and shook his head slightly. "Peak celestial god strength, approaching the level of a god-mark celestial god. Unfortunately, still lacking."

With that, Owen swung the Godslayer Staff forward, pushing the

Order of Fire

to its extreme. Endless flames surged behind him, colliding with the blood-colored tide and emitting a harsh sizzling sound.

Two completely different powers clashed in the void, eroding each other, causing a large area of space to collapse.

At this moment, Owen was like the god of fire descending; the domineering flames that could incinerate everything instantly evaporated Avril's blood-colored mana tide, turning it into dazzling magical light that dispersed and vanished.

Simultaneously, Owen flicked his finger, and lightning bolts like silver serpents pierced through the void, penetrating the dissipating blood-colored tide and striking Avril directly.

Avril didn't even have time to react before being hit by the lightning. Her face suddenly turned pale, and her blood-colored skin instantly became charred black.

Immediately afterward, the numbing sensation caused her to lose control of her body temporarily.

In that instant, Owen flashed forward!

The Godslayer Staff had transformed into the

Godslayer Sword

. The sword, like a shooting star, drew a dazzling trail of light, enlarging continuously in her clouded eyes.

Slash!

Her head flew high into the air, and the residual sword energy continued to ravage her flesh, causing her body to explode instantly.

Avril had fallen!

After Avril's aura dissipated, Owen suddenly felt the lingering energy coalesce. Her final remnant consciousness looked seriously at Owen, then bowed gratefully to him. She had been controlled like a puppet by Sargeras, always trying to break free. But once you joined the Burning Legion, you could never leave unless you died.

Although Owen had obliterated her, he had also freed her. Otherwise, she would have been eternally controlled by Sargeras, becoming a part of the Burning Legion.

After Avril's remnant consciousness dissipated into the void, many forces in the Pure Land who were observing couldn't help but gasp.

"Avril was a celestial god! And strengthened by the Burning Legion—how could she be wiped out so quickly?"

"Is this Owen's current combat power? It seems our Pure Land truly has hope!"

For a moment, many Pure Land forces who had been merely curious about Owen's talent and strength now saw real hope in resisting the Burning Legion.

…

At this moment, Owen suddenly looked toward a void on one side.

A terrifying long arrow, moving at a speed that tore through space and annihilated everything, was rushing toward them. Even Owen felt a hint of danger from it!

If this arrow had locked onto a celestial god, that celestial god probably wouldn't have had a chance to react and would have been instantly obliterated.

However, with Owen's current strength surpassing that of an ordinary celestial god, when the arrow approached, an endless light emanated around him, making him appear as pure as glass. He reached out and grabbed the long arrow directly.

Then, exerting force with his right hand, he crushed the arrow into powder.

"Senior from the Heaven of Desire, if you have something to say, say it openly. Sneak attacks like this are truly beneath you."

"You little brat, you're just as annoying as you were back then!"

An eerie voice with inexplicable echoes burst out from the distant void.

"A coward who hides in the shadows isn't worthy of speaking to me here!" Owen shook his head slightly. "If you have something to learn, come here in person, and we can settle this once and for all!"

As Owen's voice fell, countless mages in the Pure Land were shocked.

This was a big shot from the

Heaven of Desire

, someone even the major forces in the Pure Land wouldn't dare to provoke.

Yet Owen was blatantly challenging him!

"Owen, do you really think you're invincible now?"

Boom!

The heavens and earth trembled as a gigantic octopus-like figure seemed to replace the sky, appearing above them.

The moment this figure emerged, countless sounds of ecstasy echoed between heaven and earth.

Innumerable desires sprouted and grew in people's hearts, eventually leading to uncontrollable madness.

Many mages in the Pure Land who were observing merely had to endure the aura of his arrival to find themselves on the brink of insanity.

Owen looked solemnly at the current

Lord of the Heaven of Desire

.

As the spokesperson for the slumbering ancient god in the Forbidden Zone, his strength had become increasingly terrifying with the ancient god's accelerated awakening.

If he was previously only at the level of an ordinary celestial god, then now, with the ancient god's power augmenting him, he had reached the level of a god-mark celestial god. Compared to the earlier blood elf Avril, he was vastly more powerful.

"It seems the gradual awakening of the ancient god has brought you immense benefits, elevating you to such a tier. But it appears you've forgotten the fear of almost being obliterated back then!"

Owen spoke slowly, directly poking at the Lord of the Forbidden Zone's sore spot.

Earlier, the Lord's expression had been arrogant.

After all, he had broken through a tier, and his strength had undergone a transformative leap, reaching a new level.
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But recalling how he was beaten up by the phantom Owen had summoned became a shadow he couldn't shake off, fueling his killing intent to its peak.

Only by obliterating Owen could he wash away his humiliation and completely forget this dark history.

"Owen, return the Flame of Desire I gave you before! Otherwise, I'll make you understand what pain and cruelty truly are!"

The Lord of the Forbidden Zone stared intently at Owen, his voice filled with killing intent that shook eternity.

Many mages in the Pure Land felt that after this voice filled with murderous intent reached them, their ears were echoing with it, causing their minds to nearly collapse.

Almost everyone then recalled Owen's previous extortion of the Forbidden Zone.

After all, that was an unprecedented event.

Even the supreme

The Celestial

held a certain awe and dread toward the slumbering ancient god in the Forbidden Zone.

But Owen had not only extorted them but also sealed the Forbidden Zone!

Now, the Lord of the Forbidden Zone had broken through the seal and was targeting Owen, which seemed only natural.

However, considering how terrifying the four great Forbidden Zones were, if the slumbering ancient god fully awakened and acted against Owen, even with his current formidable strength, he would likely face near-certain death.

Beside Owen, the

Lord of the Celestial God Palace

and Ferola looked at him with concern.

Now that the Lord of the Forbidden Zone had come personally, returning the Flame of Desire to him was undoubtedly the best choice.

They could see that deep down, the Lord was still haunted by the psychological shadow of being beaten up back then. If Owen returned it, today's matter might be settled.

Otherwise, once a battle erupted, it would be extremely unfavorable for Owen.