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"Owen?!"

Hearing Venus exclaim his name, God of Light's mind immediately conjured Owen's image.

Though he was still uncertain about Owen's current level, based on what he knew, Owen's strength and combat prowess must have reached an unimaginably terrifying degree.

Perhaps, this man whose fate could not be foreseen was truly the one who had provoked such agitation from the Celestial!

With this thought, God of Light narrowed his eyes, considering whether they should reassess their entire strategy against the Celestial.

At that moment.

In front of the God of Deities.

Waves of [Order] energy surged skyward, tearing through the firmament, as countless awe-inspiring and formidable beings gathered at this place.

Their expressions were solemn and respectful, yet tinged with reverence, as they gazed toward the foremost figure leading them.

As the acknowledged leader of the Divine Mountain's descendants, their minds were entirely focused on Owen, the Mountain Lord.

At this moment, his presence felt like an endless abyss, impossible to fathom.

Dressed in a set of pristine white battle armor, he stood unshaken even as the howling winds swept past him, as though no force in eternity could move him.

Wherever he walked, [Order] itself seemed to bend in submission, as if he were a sovereign ruler walking among mortals.

Even among those with Divine Mountain bloodlines, few could gaze upon him directly. For other mages—even those at the level of Heavenly Gods—simply looking at Owen caused a stabbing pain in their eyes.

It was as if he had become a sun, too brilliant for mortals to behold.

"Daddy, this gate is huge! What's inside? And why do I feel like… there's someone watching us?"

Little Leslie clung to Owen's hand, peeking out from behind him with wide, curious eyes as she stared at the colossal gate of the God of Deities.

Despite her extraordinary bloodline, she still felt uneasy under the Celestial's gaze—as if she were being watched by a predatory beast.

Owen gently patted her head, smiling as he reassured her:

"It's alright. Daddy is here. Once we go inside, you'll see for yourself."

His expression turned complicated.

This wasn't his first time entering the God of Deities.

Back when Lord of Stars led the first war against the Celestial, he and Leslie had stood here, sending them off into battle.

Now, returning to this place once more, he was no longer an observer—he was a participant, the leader of the Rebel Alliance.

Memories flashed before his eyes, past events that once seemed mysterious and elusive now becoming clearer than ever.

Just as Owen's gaze penetrated the depths of the God of Deities, a pair of crimson eyes locked onto him.

Then, a thunderous voice, filled with boundless fury, shook the heavens.

"The End of Time!"

"How could there be a figure standing at the End of Time?!"

"Owen, what is your connection to him?!"

The furious voice reverberated through time and space, shaking the heavens and causing endless bolts of lightning to rain down.

Reality itself seemed to twist and fracture, shifting between blinding light and endless darkness.

Countless mages collapsed to their knees, crushed under the unimaginable pressure of the Celestial's wrath.

Yet amidst them, Owen alone stood firm.

He gazed unflinchingly at the terrifying force descending from the highest depths of the God of Deities.

There, enshrouded in chaotic mist, lay a pair of emotionless eyes—cold, distant, filled only with a freezing malice capable of swallowing the heavens.

The moment Owen met the Celestial's gaze, time and space themselves trembled violently.

A massive rupture tore through the fabric of reality, splitting the world itself in two.

The gathered onlookers were stunned.

Though they didn't fully comprehend the Celestial's cryptic words, they were shocked by Owen's audacity.

He had actually stood his ground, defying the Celestial.

Such courage was beyond their imagination!

As their astonished gazes fixed on Owen, a subtle smirk crept onto his lips.

The Celestial's words had confirmed his suspicions.

That mysterious figure from the End of Time…

It had to be his future self.

The same self who, back when Owen had fully unleashed the Ultimate [Order], had been able to suppress even the Celestial's allies in the Forbidden Zone.

If that was himself in the future, then it meant…

The Celestial was doomed to fall.

The Celestial's strength was merely an illusion—his downfall was already destined.

With absolute confidence, Owen's gaze grew even sharper, staring directly into those cold, ruthless eyes.

"The Celestial? The Celestial?"

"A being doomed to fail, and you still dare to act arrogant before me?"

His words sent shockwaves through the assembled mages.

Had they just heard correctly?

Owen was openly mocking the Celestial?
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This was unthinkable—unbelievable—a display of sheer, unyielding dominance.

The Celestial's power was beyond imagination, yet Owen still dared to defy him.

"INSOLENCE!"

A wave of pure rage descended like a storm, pressing down upon the battlefield.

The sheer weight of it forced the Divine Mountain warriors to retreat, their expressions twisted with pain.

Even with their formidable strength, they were nothing before the Celestial.

Yet Owen alone remained unmoved.

The titanic pressure crashed down upon him like a tidal wave, yet he stood as immovable as a mountain.

Around him, space itself twisted and folded, warping like crumpled paper.

The spectators gasped in horror.

Had they stood any closer, they would have been instantly annihilated.

Owen, however, remained untouched.

At his side, little Leslie's hand was still firmly clasped in his own.

Then, in his other hand, the Flame Sword ignited, its raging fire illuminating the oppressive darkness.

At that moment, Owen and the Celestial were no longer merely exchanging glares.

It was now a clash of raw power.

Neither side was willing to back down.

As their overwhelming auras collided, the onlookers fell silent.

Was Owen truly challenging the Celestial?!

Meanwhile, deep within the God of Deities, Venus' eyes widened in shock.

"Owen! It's really him!"

Seeing him stride boldly through the God of Deities, completely ignoring the Celestial's crushing might, Venus felt a surge of excitement.

"I knew it… I knew Owen was the one!"

Beside her, God of Light sighed heavily.

"I knew it… That damned womanizer."

He shook his head.

"There's no woman who can escape his damn charm."