Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start?-Chapter 532 528-The Relationship Between Owen and Leslie

As descendants of the Divine Mountain, they held a deep reverence for the First Mountain Lord from the bottom of their hearts.

But later, they all came to know the truth—their First Mountain Lord was none other than Leslie!

This revelation greatly inspired them!

After all, the memory of the Mountain Lord's fall while fighting the Celestial was passed down through their bloodline, leaving an eternal mark on their minds. Even now, recalling it made their hearts ache.

Now, the connection between Owen and Leslie made them feel as if fate had orchestrated this reunion.

Among all the deities waging war against the Celestial, the ones most eager to meet Leslie, aside from Owen and Little Leslie, were undoubtedly them.

Just as emotions began to stir among them, a dazzling streak of light shot across the sky from the [Order] Tower, streaking like a meteor before landing steadily before them.

As the brilliant glow dissipated, a graceful figure appeared before everyone's eyes.

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"Venus?"

Seeing the sudden arrival of the Goddess of Beauty, Owen looked at her in confusion.

"Aren't you with the War Goddess and the others? Why did you suddenly come here?"

Venus tucked a few strands of golden hair behind her ear and smiled faintly. "Why? Can't I come to see you?"

Owen thought for a moment and realized his words had been a bit blunt. After all, Venus was far weaker than the War Goddess and the others. If she had gone with them to battle the Celestial, she wouldn't be of much help—on the contrary, she would have been a burden. It was only logical for her to stay behind.

But he also knew that Venus was deeply devoted to rescuing her father, God of Light.

She had been following the War Goddess, Lord of Stars, and the others all this time. So why had she returned alone?

Testing the waters, Owen asked, "Venus, have you already rescued God of Light?"

Though God of Light had been imprisoned within the [Order] Tower, making his rescue highly dangerous, given the abilities of the Pantheon, Lord of Stars, and their allies, they undoubtedly had powerful means at their disposal.

Hearing Owen's question, Venus nodded, a radiant smile appearing on her stunning face.

"Just now, with the War Goddess's help, we successfully rescued my father. He and the other five Primordial Gods are now charging toward the top of the [Order] Tower."

To Venus, their current lineup was incredibly strong—this time, they had a real chance at victory.

As she spoke, her jewel-like eyes locked onto Owen, watching him intently.

She had chosen not to follow Lord of Stars and the others in their crusade against the Celestial—not just because she was too weak to contribute, but also because she wanted to stay by Owen's side.

But Owen, oblivious to her slightly affectionate gaze, simply nodded seriously and said:

"It's better for you to stay with us. The battle fluctuations from their fight are beyond what you can endure."

Lord of Stars, War Goddess, God of Light, Trickster Lord, Soul Beast, Fire God—

Each of them was a Primordial God and a top-tier powerhouse.

Even without the Celestial personally stepping in, the elite forces under its command were not enemies Venus could handle.

By keeping Venus with him, they could fight without holding back.

Venus nodded, then naturally stood beside Owen, gazing at his profile.

For Venus, the idea of relying on a man was never something she had entertained.

She had been a prodigy since childhood, carrying an air of pride that set her apart. Her talent and strength far surpassed her peers, and she had always stood on her own.

However, standing beside Owen now, she felt an inexplicable sense of comfort, as if all her past burdens and responsibilities had momentarily vanished.

She could truly let go.

This feeling intoxicated her.

For the first time, she wondered—perhaps, relying on Owen wasn't so bad after all.

Though Venus did not openly express her thoughts, the other women present—Lord of Celestial God Palace, Ysera, and others—could clearly sense a hint of affection in her demeanor.

After all, Venus had never behaved like this before. Especially the way she looked at Owen—there was a timid avoidance, like a pure-hearted girl seeing someone she admired but not daring to stare for too long.

Though they all noticed, Ysera and the others simply watched with amused interest, choosing not to expose her feelings.

However, Lana, ever the troublemaker, saw the drastic shift in Venus's demeanor—from strict and composed to somewhat bashful—and chuckled softly.

"I never realized Owen's charm had reached such heights."

"To have so many women fall for him… secretly offering their hearts…"

As she spoke, she nudged Raina with her elbow.

"Sis, tell me I'm wrong?"

Raina, who had been quietly enjoying the spectacle, was suddenly pulled into the conversation. She immediately looked awkward and shot Lana an exasperated glare.

If it weren't for Lana, she and Owen might never have gotten entangled in that ridiculous affair.

And now, after so much time had passed, bringing it up again—this was like opening old wounds!

"If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all."

Raina, fearing that Lana would continue saying outrageous things, quickly covered her mouth.

"Mmm! I didn't even say anything wrong…"

Lana struggled to protest, muffled behind Raina's hand.

Laughter erupted among the group.

Only Venus's face turned slightly red. She didn't dare to engage with them and simply lowered her head, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Owen cast an unimpressed glance at the troublemakers and let out a sharp hmph.

"Not a single one of you knows how to behave."

"Quiet down. We are about to face the Celestial. This is a crucial moment, and you all need to be serious."

As he spoke, he directed a particularly sharp look at Lana.

"Especially certain individuals—stop making unnecessary remarks. It's bad for morale."

He had already noticed Venus's shift in attitude, but his heart was filled only with Leslie and the Celestial.

These people still had time to joke and gossip—it was utterly absurd.

After giving them a stern lecture, Owen watched as they finally quieted down. Then, he turned his gaze toward the [Order] Tower in the distance.

"Let's go. The battle ahead will be fierce… perhaps the final battle."

His tone became grave.

The others, having sobered up from their laughter, nodded seriously.

The Celestial would not let them leave alive.

Their only option now was to fight to the death.

Beside Owen, Little Leslie waved her small hands excitedly.

"Yay! Yay!"

"We're going to find Mommy!"

"We're going to find Mommy!"

To Little Leslie, the Celestial was an abstract, distant threat.

Only her mother was real.

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At the same time, within the [Order] Tower—

This ancient and unchanging realm, which had existed since time immemorial, was shrouded in ashen stardust mist, stretching endlessly, without a beginning or an end.

It was as if the universe had yet to take form, an ancient and primal domain.

Surrounding the ashen stardust was an ocean of writhing, black vines, their surfaces gleaming with metallic luster, twisted and anchored deep within the void.

Each vine extended infinitely, vanishing into the distance.

Amidst this chaotic world, every speck of dust seemed to reflect an ancient realm.

This was the pinnacle of the [Order] Tower.

Here, the very concept of [Order] could be rewritten.

Light and darkness.

Time and space.

None of it held meaning.

Only eternity remained.

In this shifting, chaotic domain, a sudden, overwhelming presence descended—so potent that it set the very fabric of space-time ablaze.

The floating star-dust trembled, twisting under its pressure.

For the first time, a living being had entered this domain.

It was none other than the Celestial's greatest beast—Chimera.