Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start?-Chapter 545 - 541-One Sword, Slaying God

In the ancient starry skies, as spellbeasts like Chimera suffered heavy blows and were subsequently eradicated by divine beings such as the Lord of Stars, the entire expanse became tainted with endless blood, exuding an overwhelming stench of gore. The originally pitch-black cosmos now carried an eerie, blood-tinged hue.

The leaders of various factions, who had already been keeping a close eye on this battle, all looked significantly more solemn.

Though they had long known the combined explosive power of the Lord of Stars and his allies was terrifying, they hadn't expected them to invoke the Will of All Beings. With its empowerment, the spellbeasts were wiped out as easily as if they were made of paper!

The power of all beings!

Was this the ultimate trump card of the Lord of Stars and the others?

Indeed, a fearsome force worthy of its legendary reputation—one that could shake the very heavens and earth.

"Damn it! Judging by how well they wield the Will of All Beings, this definitely wasn't spontaneous—it was a long-planned move!"

Though the bodies of Chimera and the other spellbeasts were instantly shattered, they didn't die right away. Their souls still floated in place, radiating waves of horror and dread.

With the resources provided by The Celestial, their levels had skyrocketed, their power unmatched, rendering them nearly invincible.

And yet now, they had lost utterly and completely!

However, they had not yet lost hope.

As long as they could survive—even in soul form—once The Celestial cleared the battlefield, they could still have their bodies remade!

Unfortunately, the Lord of Stars offered them no such chance.

Just as their souls attempted to flee, beams of piercing starlight erupted from the gods. The divine radiance tore across time and space in an instant, crashing upon the remnants of the spellbeasts.

Their souls stood no chance against this overwhelming force. In the blink of an eye, they were obliterated like dissipating smoke. Shrill screams and wails rang out—but to no avail. They were annihilated, body and soul!

The abrupt demise of Chimera and the others sent a wave of dread through the grand sage.

This time, both The Celestial and himself may have miscalculated!

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The Will of All Beings wielded by the Lord of Stars and his allies—it was not a power they could withstand.

Only The Celestial could contend with it head-on.

Yet, Owen's sudden appearance had entangled The Celestial, preventing him from escaping!

"Where on earth did this Owen even come from?!"

The grand sage now had a clearer sense of the strength of the Lord of Stars and the others. Without the Will of All Beings, they were merely a disorganized mob—he could have suppressed them easily.

But the Will of All Beings—this force could rival the Primordial Order itself.

With Chimera and the others falling, the balance of the battlefield had been broken in an instant!

Still, his panic lasted only a moment before he quickly calmed down.

Though Chimera and the others had been slaughtered, they were ultimately just loyal hounds nurtured by The Celestial and himself. Their deaths, while unfortunate, were not irreplaceable.

The true deciding factor in this battle lay in the clash between The Celestial and Owen.

If The Celestial emerged victorious, then even with the power of the Will of All Beings, once he replaced Leslie as the Dominator of the realms, he could easily crush the Lord of Stars and the others.

Meanwhile, after invoking the Will of All Beings on such a massive scale, the gods including the God of Light now appeared weakened and exhausted.

Though the power of the Will of All Beings was vast and boundless like a great ocean, it was ultimately not their own. These top-tier gods had used their bodies as vessels to temporarily wield this force.

This placed a tremendous burden on their forms. Though they had wiped out Chimera and the others with a single strike, their bodies now showed cracks like fine porcelain.

A mere breeze might be enough to shatter them.

They needed time to recover. Without it, their bodies would collapse, and the Will of All Beings would scatter. They would be rendered powerless.

Choosing to stay put and recover, the gods each allocated part of their focus to monitor the ongoing battle between Owen and The Celestial.

Facing an existence who had ruled over countless aeons, they all felt a heavy pressure deep in their hearts.

Especially now that The Celestial had activated the Primordial Order—he seemed more like a creator god than anything else. If not for the protection of the Will of All Beings, they might have felt their very forms crumble just from his divine presence.

And yet, standing opposite The Celestial was Owen, whose state was even more extraordinary.

His golden figure towered between heaven and earth, as though he were the axis of all reality, standing firm at the end of every thread of time and space.

Even just gazing at his back made their hearts tremble.

As all eyes gathered once more on the duel between Owen and The Celestial, the latter was practically exploding with rage—his entire being ablaze with fury.

"I am the ruler of this realm, the future Dominator of all planes. Owen, you are nothing! No matter what trump cards you possess—today, you die!"

The Celestial had never imagined that in the short time Owen delayed him, the others would unleash their final trump card and use the Will of All Beings to annihilate the loyal beasts he had painstakingly cultivated.

Their deaths would once again throw his grand plan into chaos.

This loss of foresight—this inability to control the future—drove him to madness!

As his voice rang out, thunder cracked, lightning flashed, and fierce winds howled through the skies. His divine might crashed down upon the void like an unstoppable landslide, smashing into Owen, tearing time and space apart.

Strange and dazzling voids unfolded before Owen, but his expression remained cold as he stared at the frenzied The Celestial. Then, both his hands clenched tightly.

In his left hand was the Flame Sword, ablaze with searing fire and burning with a dominant will, growing more volatile as it faced The Celestial.

In his right was the Godslayer Sword, its golden blade radiating brilliant light. The ancient markings of Slaying God shimmered brightly, stirring the mana within Owen's body like a surging river, thundering with raw power.

With both swords in hand, Owen's aura soared, and the golden figure behind him seemed to merge with his body, mimicking his every movement.

Slash!

In an instant, the two contrasting divine swords crossed before Owen in an X-formation and unleashed a mighty strike. Crisscrossing sword light spread for a hundred thousand meters, slicing across the starry sky!

Feeling the sting of the sword aura against his skin, The Celestial's expression turned grim. From this strike, he could sense true danger.

But so what?

He was The Celestial!

Boom!

With a wave of his hand, earth, fire, wind, and water converged into a massive four-colored wheel, crashing into the oncoming sword aura. The elements dissolved everything into ancient chaotic energy, wiping out time and space before him, leaving only swirling primal chaos.

In that moment—under countless stunned gazes—the entire realm trembled. The intersecting sword strikes clashed against the spinning wheel, relentlessly consuming one another.

Time and space before them were being stretched and compressed like dough, strange visions of shattered galaxies appearing in rapid succession!

The collision repeated thousands of times in mere seconds—each one powerful enough to grievously wound a Primordial God.

Through it all, The Celestial's face gradually turned pale.

To his shock, the disintegration power of the Primordial Wheel could not completely neutralize Owen's sword aura!

The terrifying force broke through the wheel and slammed into him.

A strange pain surged through his body—an almost forgotten sensation. For a moment, The Celestial found his mind drifting.

How long had it been... since he was last injured?

The endless passage of time left him dazed.

And then, golden blood began to flow from the wound torn by the twin blades. Part of it was absorbed by the Godslayer Sword, while the rest swiftly neutralized the sword aura, allowing The Celestial to recover immediately.

"Congratulations, host. You've wounded The Celestial. Godslayer Sword has been fully activated. Ultimate technique unlocked: One Sword, Slaying God!"

Upon hearing the system's prompt, Owen's heart trembled slightly.

One Sword, Slaying God—what a domineering name!

Yet when he checked the sword's ultimate skill, there was no description—only the name itself.

As if... the very essence of the skill was the name: One Sword, Slaying God.

It represented an unstoppable force, an overwhelming might that crushed everything in its path!

Owen's heart surged with excitement.

The Celestial was a god—so did this mean... he could really slay him with one sword?

The thought alone sent a rush of adrenaline through his veins.