Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start?-Chapter 539 - 535-Owen Arrives

"Owen, say something already!"

Venus, growing anxious, urged as Owen remained silent.

But Owen gave no reply. Instead, he looked down at the little Leslie in his arms and began walking toward the ancient starry sky.

Sensing something, little Leslie jumped down from his embrace and tightly grasped his hand. Her small face was filled with determination—as if no matter what decision Owen made, she would stand by her father without hesitation.

As Owen advanced, the many powerhouses from Divine Mountain quickly followed.

Their hearts were heavy. At this moment, they had already learned Leslie’s true identity—she was none other than the original Mountain Lord, the one who had first founded Divine Mountain!

Long ago, to preserve the last ember of Divine Mountain’s will, she had fought The Celestial to the death… and perished.

Though she had fallen, her spirit and noble image had been forever etched into their souls.

But now, the reincarnated first Mountain Lord was about to become the new Sovereign, their greatest enemy!

Their hearts were in turmoil—they didn’t know how to face this new Leslie.

But that hesitation didn’t last long.

After all, they now followed a new Mountain Lord—Owen.

His decision was Divine Mountain’s decision.

"I’m going too!"

Without a moment’s hesitation, Madelyn followed after Owen.

No matter what Leslie became, no matter what Owen chose to do—she would follow him.

Not like Venus, who was still hesitating over whether or not to take action against Leslie.

"Owen, don’t be reckless! Once she becomes Sovereign, she’ll wield this plane’s most terrifying power. She’ll be invincible!"

"At the same time, she’ll lose all memory, all emotion!"

"She won’t remember you—or any of us! If you approach her now, you’re just walking into death!"

Seeing Owen and the others heading straight toward that fated starry sky, Venus grew frantic.

If Leslie became Sovereign, she would reshape the entire world according to her will.

All of them would be in grave danger.

If Leslie failed, The Celestial would seize the opportunity to usurp the Sovereign’s seat—and they’d still be on the edge of life and death.

Charging into that deadly place now? It was pure suicide.

But no matter how she called out, Owen and the others didn’t stop. Step by step, they advanced with unwavering resolve.

Only little Leslie turned back briefly, puffed up with anger as she shouted at Venus:

"Mommy will be fine! She will remember me and Daddy! Mommy said we’d always be together! I remember it—I always remember!"

As she spoke, tears rolled down her cheeks, staining her face.

Owen gently wiped the tears from her face, holding her hand tighter, and said softly:

"Little Leslie is the best. Daddy will take you to find Mommy now. We’ll be together again, as a family."

His voice wasn’t loud—but it carried an unshakable firmness, as though even eternity couldn’t wear it away.

Hearing that, little Leslie nodded hard. "Okay! I’ll listen to Daddy. I believe Mommy will always remember us!"

Though she stopped crying, her small body trembled with sorrow.

Nearby, Ysera and the other women looked at little Leslie, their hearts aching.

They couldn’t help but feel that Venus had gone too far just now.

Thinking the ancient starry sky was dangerous was her right—but saying such things in front of little Leslie?

How cruel a blow must that have been?

Even Venus herself, watching the child’s tears, realized she might have gone too far.

Yet becoming a Sovereign meant losing memory and emotion—something everyone knew by now. Her saying it or not wouldn’t change that cruel truth.

She simply hoped Owen would face reality and find a way to respond.

However cruel that reality may be.

And truthfully, the reason she voiced it so urgently now was because, deep down, she cared about Owen. Otherwise, she would’ve never risked speaking out like this at such a critical time.

Meanwhile, at the edge of the ancient starry sky—

The battle between Tsukihime and the Grand Sage had grown more intense. The surrounding void had shattered into twisted shards, like a thousand broken mirrors swirling around them.

"Owen?"

Just as the Grand Sage prepared to unleash his final trump card, he suddenly sensed Owen and the others approaching and frowned deeply.

Though Leslie was in the process of inheriting the Sovereign’s throne, it was not yet complete. There were still variables.

If The Celestial could defeat the ancient woman and act in the window of Leslie’s weakness—he could still claim the throne for himself!

At such a critical moment, no outside interference could be allowed.

The ancient woman was already barely holding on—just stalling The Celestial was a near-impossible task. Her defeat was inevitable.

But Owen was unpredictable. And the revival of the Divine Mountain followers? Even more so. Their arrival now could ruin everything.

"They must not interfere!"

The Grand Sage snorted coldly. A chilling voice followed, echoing through the void. The space twisted, folding upon itself and forming a distorted micro-world—trapping every being within.

"With me here, you shall not advance a single step!"

His voice surged outward, commanding Chimera and the spellbeasts to act.

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Earlier, Chimera and the others had overwhelmed the rebel alliance led by the War Goddess.

But now, those people no longer mattered.

Owen and the Divine Mountain forces—they were the real threat gnawing at his heart.

Owen had already reached the Primordial God level. Despite his youth, his reputation was thunderous.

Even as The Celestial’s direct subordinates, the spellbeasts—who were among the most powerful under his banner—were wary of him.

They had never truly faced him in battle. His true strength remained unknown.

He must be delayed!

But just as his voice spread out, Tsukihime gave a cold, mocking smile.

"Grand Sage? For someone of your age and status, you sure can’t see the situation clearly. You’re digging your own grave!"

"You may have had the upper hand just now, but now you’ve dragged Owen into this fight. You’ve signed your own death sentence!"

The Grand Sage frowned. "Oh? Tsukihime, don’t you think you’re overestimating your plane’s pride?"

He said proudly, "Owen may be a talent, but talent alone is just the entry fee to stand before me."

Tsukihime laughed coldly. "Well said! Maybe you should let Owen explain that to you himself!"

She had studied Owen thoroughly. His power was terrifying.

More importantly, he had won Leslie’s heart.

That fact alone proved how extraordinary he was.

And after spending so much time together, their powers were nearly equal.

She knew how powerful Leslie was—too well. If Owen was her equal… then the Grand Sage had no hope.

The Grand Sage’s unease deepened.

He knew Tsukihime. Despite her playful nature, she never bluffed at crucial moments.

Still… he had lived through countless ages. He’d seen too many so-called geniuses fall beneath his feet.

Surely Owen would be no different.

At that moment—

Following the Grand Sage’s command, Chimera charged toward Owen.

"Owen—die!"

Chimera’s grotesque form surged with terrifying energy. A body filled with murderous aura, he flew like an unstoppable war machine—intent on crushing Owen to dust!