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

Today, Owen created yet another miracle.

Before the astonished eyes of all present, Owen activated the Godslayer Array, ensnaring Sargeras and the four Throne Celestials within its confines. An icy chill swept over them, sending shivers through their seemingly invincible forms.

This moment was captured in vivid detail by Kawa Zang and the others through their recording crystals. Yet their awe was unmistakable.

Five Throne Celestials, the pinnacle of power, had been shaken by Owen's array.

The significance of this feat was staggering, a testament to the incomprehensible might of Owen's creation.

As they attempted to document the intricacies of the Godslayer Array, their recording crystals began to crack, spiderweb fractures spreading across the surface.

The sheer energy emanating from the array exceeded the crystals' capacity to contain it.

Meanwhile, within the Demon Sky Citadel, Ymir and the others were similarly stunned by the scene.

None of them had anticipated that Owen would possess the strength to stand against five Throne Celestials.

Through the void projections, countless spectators held their breath.

To face even one Throne Celestial was a legendary feat, the stuff of myths.

But to stand alone against five? Such a thing was beyond comprehension.

Under the gaze of the awestruck onlookers, golden threads of light wove themselves into an intricate formation around Owen. Blood-red patterns coalesced into a miniature world, sealing the five Throne Celestials within.

"Kill."

The single word fell cold and sharp from Owen's lips.

In an instant, his form flickered and multiplied. Five identical figures, each embodying pure, lethal sword energy, appeared before the five Throne Celestials.

Each figure radiated an oppressive killing intent, sharp enough to pierce flesh and spirit alike.

The Throne Celestials felt as though their very bodies were being stabbed by countless needles, sending waves of pain through them.

Without hesitation, they retreated at top speed, trying to gain distance from the encroaching sword entities.

But no sooner had they moved than they realized the futility of their actions.

The sword entities moved even faster, tearing through the void and warping the mana that flowed within their bodies.

With nowhere left to run, the five Throne Celestials prepared to unleash their most powerful techniques.

Within the Godslayer Array, they could feel death's shadow looming ever closer.

A single mistake could mean their end.

...

Boom!

The colossal white tower of the Infinity Tower entity swelled and hurtled toward Owen with hurricane-like force, its presence creating a tempest of psychic turbulence.

Sargeras's Blade of Fel Flames slashed through the air, releasing waves of fire so intense they scorched the very fabric of the void.

The other three Forbidden Zone entities poured every ounce of their power into their attacks.

The crimson-tinged Demon Realm, already transformed by the Godslayer Array, began to warp and expand as though it would burst.

...

Owen, unmoved by the chaos, focused his attention on the Heaven of Desire entity.

Of the five Throne Celestials, this one was the weakest. Without the amplification provided by the Bell of Perdition, Owen's earlier strike would have already ended him.

The entity was the weak link.

If Owen could eliminate him quickly, he would be free to concentrate on the others.

Narrowing his eyes, Owen allowed his sword entities to engage the remaining foes while he lunged at the Heaven of Desire entity with blinding speed.

Like a shadowy octopus, the entity's many eyes flickered with cold light. As Owen approached, one of the eyes emitted a soul-piercing ray, aimed directly at Owen's brow.

The ancient entity knew Owen had singled him out as the weak point, and he couldn't allow himself to be taken so easily.

Yet just as the soul attack reached Owen, his form dissolved into mist.

The Heaven of Desire entity's expression darkened. A terrible premonition clawed at his mind.

He had been outmaneuvered.

Before he could react, Owen reappeared, the Godslayer Sword raised high.

Descending with the force of an erupting volcano, Owen's strike tore through the air with a deafening crack, the void shattering like brittle fabric.

The sheer brilliance of the sword drew the eyes of all present, its presence compelling and inescapable.

For the Heaven of Desire entity, it felt as though fate itself had decided his end.

The Bell of Perdition trembled in his hands, its once-terrifying aura scattering like smoke before the overwhelming force of Owen's blade.

No power, no artifact, no law of space or time could withstand this strike.

...

Crash!

The bell, the prized treasure of the Heaven of Desire, split in two.

The ancient entity stared in disbelief, his expression frozen in shock.

This bell, a relic passed down through the ages, a symbol of power and fear, had been destroyed in a single blow.

The onlookers were equally dumbstruck. Owen had accomplished what had been deemed impossible.

But the strike didn't end there.

Continuing its unstoppable arc, Owen's sword cleaved through the Heaven of Desire entity's body, slicing him apart.

His form exploded in a shower of blood and flesh, painting the sky with crimson fireworks.

The sight was both beautiful and horrifying.

A Throne Celestial—a Forbidden Zone Throne Celestial—had been slain.

Even with the aid of their most fearsome forbidden artifacts, they could not withstand Owen's wrath.

...

"Five Throne Celestials couldn't bring him down. Instead, he's killed one of them. Owen's strength is growing more terrifying by the moment!"

For those who understood the power of the Forbidden Zone entities, Owen's feat bordered on the unbelievable.

...

The Throne Celestial standing beside Caesar could no longer hold back.

The Forbidden Zone, a name synonymous with power and terror, had been reduced to humiliation.

Despite their might, despite their overwhelming numbers, Owen had turned them into stepping stones for his glory.

It was an intolerable disgrace.

The Throne Celestial's fury burned, but Caesar remained calm, his gaze fixed on Owen.

"Owen, you never fail to surprise me," Caesar murmured, a cold gleam in his eye.

"At this rate, I'll have no choice but to use my final trump card to end this."

His voice was calm, but his intent grew colder with each word.

Meanwhile, Sargeras and the remaining Forbidden Zone entities were visibly enraged, their expressions dark with shame and fury.

Owen's victory over the Heaven of Desire entity was a blatant humiliation, a slap in the face to their combined power.

They had shattered the rules of the duel to ensure Owen's destruction, yet it was their own plans that now lay in tatters.

And Owen's unrelenting strength made their desperation all the more laughable.