Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start?-Chapter 543 - 539-The Primordial Wheel

As Venus's father, the God of Light understood his daughter all too well. The way she was now—pushing herself to such extremes—was clearly because of heartbreak.

In his heart, Venus had always been a proud and dignified woman. From childhood to adulthood, she had been pursued by countless suitors, yet never once had he seen her moved by any of them. In her own words, "There isn't a man in this world worthy of my affection."

Though that sounded arrogant, before Owen appeared, he had somewhat agreed with her. After all, among her peers, none could compare.

She had dominated her era—as a woman.

But after meeting Owen, she had clearly changed.

At first, he believed it was simply because Owen's exceptional talent had awakened her desire to compete.

Maybe she had developed some feelings, but their time together had been brief—hardly enough to form deep love.

But now, judging by her actions—he had been completely wrong.

Venus loved Owen, deeply and sincerely.

He had always thought they were a good match. In fact, he had even left behind a message in case he died, suggesting she marry Owen.

But the falling leaf longs for the stream; the stream flows on, indifferent.

They simply weren't destined to be together.

Owen had still chosen Leslie.

That was his decision—and whether right or wrong, it wasn't for anyone to judge. Still, seeing his daughter in such pain, the God of Light couldn't help but ache a little inside.

Truth be told, even if Leslie was now on the path to becoming the Sovereign, making her the rebellion's greatest enemy, she was also Owen's wife.

Owen choosing to go to her, trying to save her—there was nothing wrong with that. In fact, it was brave. It was true loyalty.

After all, if someone else had been in his position, nine out of ten wouldn't have made the same choice.

If Owen failed to stop Leslie and allowed her to ascend, he would be walking straight into the jaws of death.

And if he did stop her, The Celestial, who had long coveted the power of Sovereignty, would act—and Owen's danger would multiply tenfold.

In short—Owen had done nothing wrong.

Nor had Venus. With a man as exceptional as Owen, what woman in the universe wouldn't be moved?

It was fate that had played them cruelly. In the end, they were destined to be strangers.

"Father, I'm fine. Don't worry about me."

Seeing that her father's attention was on her, Venus quickly sensed what he was thinking and forced a strong front.

This was a critical moment—there was no time for distractions.

Hearing her words, the God of Light could only steady himself and shift focus. Channeling every power he could muster, he gathered blinding light and hurled it toward the Grand Sage and the spellbeasts!

As he made his move, Chimera, who had long been ready, roared. His body expanded like a planet, swelling into a massive celestial form that blotted out the sky, surging toward the God of Light like a falling star.

Behind Chimera, other spellbeasts also roared, unleashing their most devastating attacks. Chaotic mana filled every corner of the universe.

As spellbeasts, their internal mana stores—and their ability to resonate with elemental forces—made them vastly stronger than mages of the same rank.

Now, united, their power caused the very starry skies to tremble!

Under their surging elemental onslaught, the sky cracked with countless fractures!

"Kill!!"

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The God of Light didn't flinch. With a mighty roar, his voice rippled through the chaotic void like waves across water.

The incoming elemental tides were partially dispersed.

At the same time, War Goddess raised her voice in a battle cry, drawing on the strength of others to forge brilliant arrays—like billions of rings of light—striking toward the spellbeasts.

Lord of Stars joined in, calling down a vast river of starlight, whose brilliance dazzled all who looked upon it.

BOOM!

A deafening roar followed—chaotic blasts resounded across the void. Reality cracked like fragile paper, riddled with holes beneath the terrifying energy surges.

Everyone present—whether God of Light, members of the rebel alliance, or Chimera and the spellbeasts—were beings at the pinnacle of power.

Now that they had fully clashed, the resulting shockwaves were apocalyptic. Even those billions of miles away could feel the echoes.

Mages across every region were shaken, sensing something unimaginable. As they turned their gaze toward the source of the disruption, they were stunned by the collapsing void overhead.

They weren't even on the battlefield—yet the residual force made their scalps go numb. Had they been there, they'd have been obliterated instantly.

They couldn't imagine just how brutal this battle was.

What kind of power could cause such terror?

—

Meanwhile, The Celestial's gaze was locked onto Owen, cold and venomous. A glimmer of killing intent flashed through his eyes like a serpent's strike.

He had already explained everything to Owen.

But from Owen's expression, he was clearly still set on his foolish path.

Very well—there was no need for mercy.

Even though attacking Owen would delay him further, there was no helping it.

In fact, he even considered that if Owen was gravely wounded—or better yet, killed—the emotional blow might shake Leslie.

That, in turn, could help his own ascension.

With that thought, his killing intent toward Owen reached unprecedented heights.

The elemental forces of earth, fire, wind, and water surged around him, wild and primal.

It was as though the origin of all magic in the realm stemmed from this elemental core, endlessly stacking and combining.

These four basic elements might seem simple—but they were the very foundation of all magic.

And within this unique elemental resonance, any magical attack that struck him would be absorbed—converted into pure elemental energy.

Rather than harming him, it might even empower him.

"Owen, I've seen your talent. I was planning to let you live—I'm not so petty."

"But since you insist on courting death, don't blame me."

"Dying at my hands… is the highest honor you'll ever receive. Don't worry—soon I'll send Leslie to the underworld too. The two of you can be dead lovers together."

As he spoke, the four elements coalesced into a spinning wheel capable of annihilating all creation—hurtling toward Owen.

This was a manifestation of Dominion. Though The Celestial had only stolen a fraction of its power, it was more than enough to overwhelm all other gods.

It gave him both offense and defense, an unshakable foothold—the Primordial Wheel.

"Owen, be careful! The Celestial has fused with a portion of Dominion! That Primordial Wheel—when spinning forward, it can convert matter into elements! If it reverses… it releases chaos from the four-elemental blend and destroys everything!"

The woman of the old age cried out urgently, seeing The Celestial shamelessly attack someone younger.

This primal force was like the foundation of the cosmos—nearly impossible to resist once mastered.

She had only been able to fight him previously by drawing on ancient power from the old age.

Now that The Celestial was enraged, even she couldn't withstand him. Owen… was like a dancer on the edge of a blade, one misstep from total ruin.

"What a cocky brat."

"Given time, he might even surpass me someday… What a shame—he's about to fall."

Grand Sage smirked as he watched The Celestial's move.

He knew too well just how powerful The Celestial was.

If Owen—the rebels' leader—were eliminated, the rest would lose their morale. Wiping them out would be much easier after that.

"Isn't it a bit early to say all that?"

"Getting slapped in the face later might hurt."

Tsukihime glared coldly at Grand Sage.

Though she didn't particularly like the man who was fighting for Leslie's heart, she couldn't deny that Leslie's judgment was as sharp as ever—Owen was, indeed, exceptional.

Turning the impossible into possible—was his specialty.