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

Chapter 307: Chapter304-Encounter with Loki Again



"What beautiful eyes you have. I feel a deep connection with them. Why not dig them out and gift them to me?" Loki's voice carried a strange allure, like the song of a siren, urging

compliance without question.

Madelyn's gaze began to lose focus as she raised her hands, trying to pluck her eyes out.

"Loki! If you have the guts, fight me head-on. What's the point of these cheap tricks?" Rachel shouted, slapping Madelyn's shoulder. A unique bloodline pulse radiated from her, dispelling the seductive influence emanating from Loki.

"An ancient succubus bloodline? Fascinating! No wonder it's said the end of an era brings a wild revelry-I even encounter such rare bloodlines!" Loki's eight eyes focused on Rachel as he burst into laughter, his grotesque mandibles twitching in anticipation of a feast.

But before he could act, an intense chill surged from Leslie, freezing the white webs around them and even trapping his spider legs in blocks of ice.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Loki looked astonished; a god-tier spell from Leslie shouldn't have been able to affect him! Not only were his legs encased in ice, but the icy energy seeping from them seemed to freeze his very soul, slowing his thoughts and senses.

"To think this era would produce not only Owen, the formidable upstart, but also someone like you... interesting, very interesting. You'll both make fine additions to my collection!" The more exceptional Leslie's power and talent appeared, the more delighted Loki became, as ordinary talents couldn't hold his interest.

With a jolt of his eight spider legs, he shattered the ice beneath him, springing into the air. Countless white webs shot up like tendrils, piercing the shattered ice crystals and wrapping around Madelyn and the others' legs.

The webs crept upward, intending to cocoon Owen and his companions.

Sensing danger, everyone unleashed their strongest techniques without reserve.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Their attacks slammed into the writhing webs, creating a resounding explosion, yet the webs absorbed their attacks without effect, remaining undeterred.

Seeing their fierce resistance, Loki's expression remained one of indifferent scorn.

He might not be a match for the likes of Lord of Stars and the other gods, but dealing with these smaller fry was hardly a challenge.

Madelyn and the others' attacks did nothing to Loki, leaving them feeling uneasy. They instinctively turned to look at Owen.

Under their gaze, Owen, who had been standing calmly with narrowed eyes, suddenly opened them wide. A chaotic wave of power rippled outward from him, light and shadow

interweaving, spreading from him in surging waves until it finally locked onto Loki.

Loki had been watching Owen's every move, initially with a smirk of disdain.

But at that moment, he felt a premonition of danger drawing near!

And this threat was coming from Owen!

His expression froze.

Owen was only a god-tier mage, so how could he be sensing a life-threatening danger from him?

Even though Loki couldn't understand it, his instinctual perception of danger had saved him countless times before, so he trusted it without question.

Without hesitation, he spewed out a torrent of webs, forming a white barrier as a defense.

The moment the barrier solidified, Owen's power surged to its peak. The air trembled as a black-and-white orb shot forth, twisting and distorting light around it, instantly shattering the barrier!

Then, the orb exploded in a blast!

In that instant, everyone in the space felt as though they were engulfed in interwoven light and shadow.

Everything around them vanished.

Only countless locusts swarmed past, devouring what seemed to be pure light, leaving them in a dazed state.

In this expanse of light and shadow, space and time distorted.

The webs covering the area were torn apart, disintegrating into nothingness.

Even the sealed void around them cracked under the force of the blast, enormous fractures crisscrossing its surface.

As these massive cracks appeared, Owen took the opportunity with Leslie's help to bring Madelyn and the others out of the realm.

Owen glanced back at the closing void, catching a glimpse of Loki's enraged figure within.

Loki's body was marred with deep cuts as though slashed by the void itself, which his immense life force quickly began to heal.

But the attack had indeed injured him!

Owen felt immense satisfaction.

Light-Dark Seals!

A powerful fusion of Infinite Light and the Eternal Seal, two universe-tier spells. Its strength was truly formidable!

And that was only one form of this spell.

If his mana were sufficient, he could wield even more terrifying variations. This fusion spell, crafted from the powers of two ancient gods, could adapt to any situation with increased

potency.

"Owen! I'll kill you!"

"You're desecrating The Celestial! This is sacrilege against the ancient gods!"

As Owen watched Loki, Loki's venomous voice echoed hoarsely through the closing void, reverberating through the cosmos.

"This era's thief, a butcher who steals others' bloodlines, dares call himself an ancient god? The God of Clowns suits you better!" Owen retorted coolly. "And as for the Celestial you worship, one day, it will crumble to dust, fading into the past!"

Owen's words echoed like a vow, drawing complex gazes from many forces observing from

afar.

They couldn't see what had transpired within the unique space.

But seeing Loki so furious left many feeling an undeniable sense of satisfaction.

Loki had inflicted pain on many ancient beings across different realms.

It was his schemes that had brought catastrophe to many powers and gods who could have survived the Millennial Cataclysm, reducing their numbers and strength, turning heroes into broken shadows of their former selves.

Many ancient powers loathed him with a vengeance.

Yet Loki's power had kept their thoughts of revenge in check, forcing them to suppress their

fury.

Now, seeing Loki outmatched by Owen, these hidden forces felt unprecedented relief.

"Owen is surely worthy of the endorsement of Lord of Stars and God of Light as their next leader. His abilities now are already remarkable-if he matures, we might finally reclaim what was taken from us!"

"Yet it's difficult," some others countered. "The Celestial surely has its eye on Owen by now, and Loki won't let him go. With this Millennial Cataclysm, he may not survive."

These ancient powers discussed among themselves, their tone laced with melancholy, though

less despairing than before.

They saw hope in Owen!

Meanwhile, as the terrifying waves of light and shadow subsided, the rifts in the void began

to mend. Loki struggled to break free, yet he remained bound, able only to glare at Owen with

his eight eyes of varied colors.

"Owen, just you wait!"

"Once I deal with Lord of Stars and the others, it'll be your turn!"

"Then, I'll strip you down to your very skin and grind your bones to dust!"

"Just wait. That day is coming soon!"

As Loki's words echoed, his maniacal laughter stabbed like steel into the ears of all who heard, filling them with discomfort and a deep sense of foreboding.