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

Chapter 368: Chapter364-Celestial God God Mark



Celestial gods stand high above, representing the pinnacle of power for nearly all top-tier mages.

Even among celestial gods, their levels are distinctly divided.

However, due to the rarity of celestial gods, such classifications are not commonly discussed.

But Owen knew.

Typically, a mage who has just reached the celestial god tier, while indeed a celestial god, is considered the lowest rank within this tier.

Above this level are celestial gods who have condensed their own god marks.

The power of these celestial gods is truly terrifying!

Every action they take carries the potential to destroy [Order] itself.

For they are the embodiment of the rules.

And beyond god mark celestial gods lies the throne celestial gods.

Their strength surpasses that of god mark celestial gods, with most [Order] bowing beneath their might.

Currently, whether in the Emerald Dreamscape or the celestial god palace, most celestial gods were ordinary celestial gods.

To ascend to the level of a god mark celestial god was akin to breaking through to an entirely new tier.

"Though I don't know how you uncovered this, defeating you with the strength of our projections is but a trivial matter!"

The leading celestial god finished speaking, and brilliant elemental light flared around him.

It formed a golden barrier that replaced the surrounding space with a grand golden palace, designed to suppress Owen.

Owen glanced up at the descending golden palace.

The rule-bound energy emanating from it made his breathing quicken; the celestial god had clearly activated a suppressive rule-based force.

"Do you think such rules can suppress me?"

Owen sneered coldly and gripped the Godslayer Sword tightly.

With a single swing, the sword cleaved forward like an unstoppable force.

A ghastly pale rift tore through the golden world, expanding forward and generating massive rippling waves of power.

Under the impact of this surge, the golden palace cracked and dissolved into golden mist.

However, the palace was formidable, as it completely neutralized the terrifying force behind Owen's strike.

A gentle breeze blew through, scattering the golden light.

Flora and the lord of the celestial god palace widened their eyes in shock.

The attack had shredded the black robe of the celestial god, exposing his true form.

His true form was a three-headed drake, each head grotesque and covered with black, menacing eyes where its cheeks should have been.

The moment the drake revealed itself, those black eyes opened, releasing beams of black light that tore through the void.

These beams were sharp enough to destroy the local [Order].

Yet, as they neared Owen, a glowing shield appeared around him, absorbing the incoming black light.

Once the Guardian Shield had absorbed the black beams, a profound sense of doom filled the celestial god's heart.

Instinctively, he employed defensive magic. The three ghastly heads radiated black light, becoming three miniature suns that emitted powerful repulsion fields.

But at that moment, the Guardian Shield compressed the absorbed black energy and released it back at the drake with even greater force.

The rebound beams struck the drake's chest before he could react, bypassing his repulsion field and piercing his tough dragon scales.

Blood spurted violently from his chest, and the drake coughed up blood mixed with fragments of his internal organs.

The massive body of the celestial god was hurled backward by the devastating impact.

In just a few exchanges with Owen, the celestial god had been thoroughly defeated.

The celestial god's face was full of disbelief.

Though it was merely a projection, his true form was a god mark celestial god!

In his current state, no ordinary celestial god could hope to match him.

How had he been defeated so utterly?

The two other black-robed figures beside him stared at Owen in stunned silence.

Even if the celestial god wasn't Owen's match, how could he have been so grievously injured in a single confrontation?

Flora and the lord of the celestial god palace were equally shocked, staring at Owen.

Although they had known Owen's power was extraordinary-his talent surpassed anything seen in ages, thriving in this new era-they had not expected this.

To injure the celestial god so easily, Owen's power had clearly reached celestial god-tier, possibly even god mark celestial god-tier.

And yet, they remembered that before Epoch's End, Owen had only been a god-tier mage.

His ascent had been absurdly rapid!

While everyone was still processing their astonishment, Owen seized the moment.

With a thought, he swung his sword again, aiming to finish off the celestial god.

The severely injured celestial god, unable to react in time, hurriedly retreated while constructing a powerful defense.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The two black-robed figures beside him were caught off guard by Owen's audacity.

They couldn't believe he was brazen enough to harbor such murderous intent toward the celestial god's projection.

Immediately, they launched their attacks.

Brilliant and dazzling magical light shot toward Owen, painting the entire area in eerie hues

of seven colors. The light seemed to hypnotize the mind.

But before their attacks could reach Owen, his second Guardian Shield absorbed the

onslaught.

With their attacks neutralized, Owen's sword aura continued unabated, slicing through the

celestial god's defenses and severing his head.

The head flew high into the air, its face frozen in unwilling rage.

Though he was a god mark celestial god of great renown, his projection had been

humiliatingly destroyed by Owen.

"Owen! Mark my words! When we meet again, it will be a fight to the death!"

As his voice echoed, the celestial god's projection rapidly dissipated.

Seeing the celestial god's projection slain, the other two black-robed figures were overcome

with fury and shame.

"Owen! You're courting death!"

Their roars of anger filled the air, but their rage was short-lived as they suddenly sensed an

unusual aura emanating from Owen.

It wasn't mana, nor was it [Order].

It was an unshakable will.

Under this will, concepts such as life, death, reincarnation, celestial beings, and even the

universe's rules felt fragile as paper.

It was as though, even if the cosmos collapsed, this will would endure.

The two celestial gods were visibly shaken by this realization.

"What... what have you comprehended?!"

The aura Owen exuded was far beyond what any ordinary mage could achieve, seemingly

transcending even celestial understanding.

This pressure was unlike anything they had ever encountered.

Owen's path, unlike Leslie's dominion of authority, was one of transcendence-beyond the

universe, beyond the elements of fire, earth, wind, and water.

Unbound. Untouched.

Before him, all enemies would be reduced to ash.

His path could not be defined, but it could define all things.

If not for Leslie's guidance and her experience as a foundation, Owen could never have

comprehended such an unparalleled [Order].

By standing on the shoulders of a giant, Owen had forged a unique path of cultivation.

In doing so, both he and Leslie, though they lacked discernible tiers, had already reached a

level equivalent to celestial god-tier mages.

"I told you, you are far from qualified to challenge me."

Owen's gaze swept over the two black-robed celestial gods, as well as Flora and Candice.

He had not forgotten their earlier attempts to attack him.

As Owen's confident words echoed, silence fell over the scene. Everyone present was overwhelmed by the power Owen had displayed, a power they could not

hope to match.