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

Chapter 243: Chapter242-Tremors Spreading Across the Continent



"Today's enmity, I'll remember it. Along with what you did to my mother, I'll repay you tenfold in the future!"

As Deamon's sinister and terrifying voice rang out, Leslie leaped into the bronze portal that had opened amidst the chaos.

Although Owen had already anticipated that he would part ways with Leslie today, when she truly stepped into the portal, he still felt a deep sense of loss.

"Owen, I'll be waiting for you in the Azure Kingdom. Come back within seven days!"

Leslie's voice echoed from within the bronze portal.

Hearing this, Owen immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He, too, was ready to take this opportunity to rush into the teleportation array and leave.

However, at this moment, sensing that Leslie had left, Archdemon's figure flickered as she withdrew from the chaotic battle. She looked at Owen with an amused expression and said with a grin:

"Did you really think I would let you go?"

"Tying you up and marrying you was never a joke."

As soon as she finished speaking, Owen's body froze in place, unable to move.

Then, tendrils of black light wrapped around him, swallowing his entire being. Simultaneously, Archdemon's body transformed into specks of black light and disappeared. With Archdemon, Owen, and Leslie gone, the previously chaotic situation swiftly settled. The gods of Middle Earth looked at each other, dumbfounded. They never imagined that, after wreaking havoc in Middle Earth, Owen and Leslie would leave unscathed!

Their departure was undoubtedly a massive humiliation for the gods of Middle Earth.

But with Leslie having left through the bronze portal and Owen taken away by Archdemon, despite the fury in their hearts, the gods could only swallow their anger.

"The next time they dare set foot in Middle Earth, it will be their day of annihilation!"

All the gods of Middle Earth declared viciously, firmly placing the two on their kill-on-sight list.

As Deamon gazed at the still-open bronze gate, he hesitated for a moment but lacked the courage to step through.

The bronze portal exerted greater suppression on higher-level beings, making teleportation increasingly risky. As detestable as Leslie was, she was not worth risking his life.

After all, the continent was barren of mana and lacked abundant resources. Leslie's wild ambition would inevitably draw her back to Middle Earth.

As the gods of Middle Earth gradually dispersed,

the people from Middle Earth Academy City, carrying their Mana Views, left reluctantly as well.

Today, Owen and Leslie's performance was nothing short of legendary.

They destroyed the Pyrothrone Kingdom, slew god-tier mages, and even killed a God King- level mage.

They created a series of historic events.

The key point is, their strength was below god-tier, or even sage-tier!

Throughout history, there has never been such heaven-defying talents as them!

Today's events were significant enough to merit their own page in the weighty tomes ofNôv(el)B\\jnn

history. These people were not only witnesses but participants!

They had a strong feeling that today's legendary deeds were not the end for Owen and Leslie but the beginning of their rise to fame!

The beginning of their journey to become legends!

As historians, living in the same era as such legendary figures was a privilege, and they could die without regret!

After the people of Academy City left, the projections throughout Middle Earth and the continent abruptly ceased.

However, countless factions remained in a state of brief contemplation.

Owen and Leslie had left too great an impact on them.

It had practically overturned their worldview.

Especially for the various geniuses of the continent and Middle Earth, it was a crushing blow.

The once-proud geniuses who had always held themselves above others now had dim and lifeless eyes.

All the praises and acclaim they once received-being hailed as the greatest prodigies in centuries-now felt like a cruel joke.

No matter how great they were, could they ever surpass Owen and Leslie?

At this moment, many geniuses felt their minds shatter, coughing up blood and fainting as they completely lost sight of any path to surpassing Owen and Leslie.

They felt as though Owen and Leslie were two towering mountains, pressing down on them to the point of suffocation.

Not to mention Owen and Leslie's unprecedented achievements in slaying god-tier mages and a God King,

even their current levels were something few in Middle Earth could match.

Yet these two had been training in the continent, in an environment severely lacking in resources and mana. Even so, they had crushed their peers!

Besides those crushed by Owen and Leslie's talent and accomplishments,

many proud geniuses, inspired by Owen's performance, began brutal training regimens of

their own.

In a secluded valley,

the eldest young master of the Marquis family, who had been highly talented since childhood, had grown rapidly with the family's resources.

This had inflated his reputation, and he had defeated numerous prodigies from families and kingdoms, becoming increasingly arrogant and complacent.

After all, he had reason to be proud. At just over twenty years old, he had reached diamond- tier-a level comparable to many of the older generation.

However, he had never imagined that one day, his achievements and glory would seem so insignificant and laughable.

As if playing house.

"A real man should be like this!"

When he saw Owen punch through the Pyrothrone Palace's master, this thought

uncontrollably surged up in his heart.

Owen had become his idol and the towering mountain he was determined to surpass.

And so, he set off toward the Heavenly Evil Grounds, one of the Four Forbidden Zones.

As one of the Four Forbidden Zones, even god-tier mages were at risk of perishing within due

to its extreme dangers.

Yet he chose to venture in alone.

Because he had heard there were unparalleled legacies hidden inside!

Owen had already surpassed him by far. Only by taking an unconventional path did he have

any chance to surpass Owen!

After all, the greater the risk, the greater the reward!

...

Elsewhere,

the second prince of the Sword Dynasty marched forward, slaying spellbeasts as he made his

way to a green peak within one of the Forbidden Zones.

He, too, chose to enter a Forbidden Zone. It was said that atop this mountain lay a special opportunity, and he sought to forge a sword that could rival the Godslayer Staff!

Meanwhile,

the chief disciple of the Thunder God Cult chose the Death Graveyard, another of the Four

Forbidden Zones.

He had feared ghosts since childhood, but the archbishops had told him that one must

overcome their fears.

Thus, he arrived in this graveyard, intent on subjugating the undead.

After this ordeal, his greatest fear was no longer ghosts but Owen!

Now, he was steadily advancing his level while tempering his will.

When he finally feared nothing in the world, Owen might become nothing more than a

fleeting shadow.

...

At the same time,

the female students of the Sun and Moon Academy, who previously claimed they would marry

Owen, were now stirred.

"Girls, how can we let a perfect man like Owen fall into Archdemon's hands? Let's head to the Demon Realm and snatch him back!"

"Exactly! Why should Archdemon get to take him? We can do it too!"

"A man as exceptional as Owen is once in a lifetime. If we miss this chance, it's gone forever!"

...

While undercurrents surged across the continent and Middle Earth, within the Azure

Kingdom,

Leslie sat silently on her throne, her cold eyes staring blankly at the map on the desk.

Seeing her like this, Duke Charles sighed softly.

"Although I believe in Owen, Archdemon has already made a declaration. You'd better have a contingency plan. If Owen returns, all is well, but if he doesn't..."

A flash of icy light crossed Leslie's eyes. "Then I'll kill Archdemon!" "You're too impulsive. Owen may indeed be a good match for you, but Archdemon's power is

terrifying,"

Seeing Leslie's unwavering devotion to Owen, the wrinkles on Duke Charles's face deepened

as he hurriedly tried to dissuade her.

Leslie's love for Owen was originally a good thing, but Archdemon had suddenly intervened.

He knew full well how terrifying Archdemon's strength was. Even the most arrogant god-tier mages would be mere dogs before her.

For Leslie to compete with such a being over a man was neither a rational nor a feasible move,

at least not at present.

But he also understood that Leslie's mind was made up. Even as her foster father, he couldn't

change it.

"Charlotte, how's the wedding dress and dowry preparation going?"

As expected, Leslie ignored Duke Charles's advice and looked instead at Charlotte beside her.

Charlotte, aware of Leslie's mood, cautiously replied:

"My Lady, the wedding dress and attire are already being crafted by artisans. We've even temporarily recruited the nation's finest jewelry and wedding dress designers..."