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

Chapter 89: Chapter89-Where Are U Hidding?



In the treasure vault, as Owen dove straight towards the ground, Alvin, who had been quietly hiding underground, suddenly felt a heavy sense of danger.

It was as if Owen had seen right through him.

The Green Vine Domain was his best shelter; even a diamond-tier mage would struggle to see through it quickly.

How did this mysterious person see through his position at a glance?

While Alvin was momentarily stunned, Owen's angelic wings whirred like a meat grinder, shredding the approaching vines into pulp and scattering them everywhere.

As Owen got closer to the ground, red killing intent swirled around him, scorching like fire, suffocating Alvin with its oppressive presence.

"What terrifying killing intent!"

Alvin's mind was affected by the killing intent.

Green light surged from his brow, allowing him to recover quickly, not daring to be careless.

He formed intricate hand seals in front of him, chanting ancient words.

The vines, which had been collapsing under Owen's assault, quickly thickened.

"Though I don't know who you are, opposing the Nether Kingdom will only lead to death!"

"Go join the Nether Guard in death!"

Alvin roared, and the vines, like thousands of writhing poisonous snakes, absorbed the corpses of the slain Nether Guard as nutrients.

The surface of the vines began to harden, resembling fish scales, neatly arranged and shimmering with a strange, vibrant green.

They surged towards Owen with deadly intent.

"No wonder the Nether Kingdom is known for its dark magic. Such methods are indeed sinister and ruthless, not wasting even their corpses..."

Owen shook his head slightly, sensing that the dark magic of the Nether Kingdom was becoming increasingly twisted and malevolent.

But this thought was fleeting.

The angelic wings on Owen's back slashed like blades at the converging green vines.

This time, however, the vines, having absorbed the corpses of the Nether Guard, were not easily shredded.

Instead, the fine scales on the vines vibrated, partially absorbing and deflecting the force of Owen's wings.

The dozens of vines, merely pushed back, once again surged towards Owen, intent on binding him in place and preventing him from approaching the ground.

With the Green Vine Domain in place, Alvin was its core and could not easily move.

However, as the vines accelerated, aiming to ensnare Owen like ropes, his eyes flashed with understanding, seeing through their trajectory.

"It's time to end this!"

Owen didn't want to waste any more time on Alvin.

His angelic wings seemed to expand, then flapped forcefully, generating a gale that rippled through the air.

His figure, a dazzling white light, pierced through the layers of vines, and he delivered a powerful punch to the ground.

Boom!

The entire floor of the treasure vault shook, rumbling like ocean waves, spreading in all directions.

Beneath the ground, Alvin, squeezed painfully by the shifting earth, felt as if he were caught in a chaotic landslide.

The magical shield around him had already deformed and twisted, while countless roots of the green vines fractured under the impact of Owen's punch.

A look of terror appeared on Alvin's face.

The power of Owen's punch was even more terrifying than before. His killing intent had intensified!

Alvin's heart sank. This angel-winged person was incredibly peculiar.

He appeared to have only one attack method, but it was overwhelmingly powerful.

As Alvin's sense of foreboding grew stronger, the Green Vine Domain began to crumble.

If this continued, once the Green Vine Domain collapsed, he would suffer severe backlash!

Immediately, Alvin's gaze fell on the huge treasure chest not far away.

His and Carlos's ultimate goal was the Azure Kingdom's treasure.

Given the mysterious man's overwhelming strength, it was unwise to continue wasting time on him. Escaping with the treasure was the best option!

Having made up his mind, Alvin's eyes turned cold.

He instantly commanded the vines to self-destruct, intending to delay Owen and buy himself time to escape with the treasure.

However, before he could act, Owen, enveloped in killing intent, had already rushed in front of him.

"You will stay here!"

The cold, death-like voice made Alvin break out in a cold sweat.

He then felt a searing pain in his chest, followed by a numbness.

His pupils contracted sharply as he saw Owen's figure suddenly appear behind him. The punch, like a spear, had pierced through his body from behind, and blood gushed out. As Alvin met his end, Carlos, who had been lying in wait, suddenly appeared above Owen. Covered in silver-gray fur and looking like a berserk wolf, he aimed his crimson claws at Owen's neck, intending to decapitate him.

From the moment Owen started fighting, Carlos had been observing his moves and searching for weaknesses, trying to figure out his origins to counter him effectively.

However, Owen had used only what appeared to be the simple Crushing Punch from

beginning to end.

Carlos couldn't discern his background, only the flaws exposed by his monotonous technique!

Though Owen's actions had been too fast for Carlos to find a good opportunity before, he

finally had his chance now.

Alvin's death had provided this opportunity.

Trading Alvin's life for the secret of this winged angel was a worthwhile exchange in Carlos's

eyes.

Carlos chose to strike suddenly, causing Marry and the others watching from a distance to feel a jolt in their hearts.

If Carlos hadn't revealed himself, they wouldn't have noticed his presence at all! Moreover, his sudden attack, with the coldness radiating from his wolf claws, gave them the illusion that their bodies were being torn apart.

Even metal in front of those claws seemed weak and defenseless!

Rip!

The wolf claws slashed through the air, producing a sound like tearing fabric as they swept

past Owen's neck.

Carlos, now transformed into a werewolf, showed a hint of joy in his blood-red eyes.

He had hit his target!

No matter how strange this person was, the beastification dark magic Carlos used was one of

the most bizarre and terrifying forms of spellbeast magic.

If his claws made contact, there was no possibility of recovery.

However, as soon as the smile appeared on his face, he realized that no blood flowed from the

neck his claws had slashed through.

The image distorted and dissipated like a phantom.

Carlos's body stiffened, and he quickly scanned the surroundings warily.

"Are you looking for me?"

Owen's voice came from behind Carlos, carrying a hint of mockery.

Carlos had hidden well, but with Owen's newly enhanced vision, he had managed to locate

him.

Having detected Carlos's presence earlier, his sudden attack was nothing more than a joke to

Owen.

"You... your voice sounds familiar! Who are you?!"

Hearing Owen's voice, Carlos instinctively turned around, questioning him.

But Owen had no intention of revealing his identity further. Instead, he answered with his fist.

Carlos turned swiftly, but Owen's punch was even swifter.

From a distance, it looked as though Carlos had deliberately moved his face into Owen's fist.

Wham!

The power of the Crushing Punch was terrifying.

Carlos's defenses crumbled like paper, his teeth shattering from the impact.

He was sent flying backward, leaving a trail of broken teeth and blood in his wake.

Owen was somewhat surprised to see that Carlos hadn't fallen after his punch. After all, this punch was powerful enough to overwhelm even a platinum-tier mage like

Alvin.

Carlos, however, had managed to withstand it through his beastification, though he looked extremely disheveled and his gaze grew even more sinister.

Carlos's reaction only increased Owen's killing intent.

Carlos was indeed a prodigy, destined to become a formidable figure if given time to grow.

But unfortunately for him, he had encountered Owen!

As killing intent flashed in Owen's eyes, Carlos's body jerked as if electrocuted, then he

seemed to realize something.

"You... you are..."

His blood-filled mouth twisted out the words, clearly recognizing Owen.

The familiar voice and the deadly intent made Carlos certain that the winged figure was

indeed Owen!

Realizing this, Carlos's spirit sank into despair.