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

Chapter 157: Chapter157-The Follow-Up Move

Chapter 157: Chapter157-The Follow-Up Move

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Owen stood in midair, surrounded by an almost tangible, menacing aura, especially his eyes, which were as sharp as two long spears, making it impossible for anyone to meet his gaze.

Facing Owen's cold and harsh questioning, Henry and the others exchanged glances, swallowing nervously, but they still hesitated, unwilling to mention anything about Middle Earth.

Seeing their hesitation, Owen waved his hand, and Seraphina appeared beside him.

The massive snake rubbed its head against Owen's arm, flicking its tongue, with thick saliva dripping from its mouth as if it were searching for a suitable meal.

With Owen's gaze fixed on them, the group already felt as if they were on pins and needles.

Now, with Seraphina staring them down, a strong sense of impending doom filled each of their hearts.

Henry and the others were like delicate flowers raised in a greenhouse, and their mental defenses instantly collapsed.

After all, to them, Owen had dared to kill Kaldan; this god of death would certainly not hesitate to eliminate them.

So, they immediately began to speak in a flurry:

"Melodic Academy! Rachel, the top disciple of Melodic Academy, she's also leaving Middle Earth and coming here."

"Yes, Rachel! She's even stronger than Prince Kaldan!"

Hearing this, a smile crept onto Owen's face. Rachel, the top disciple of Melodic Academy-if he remembered correctly, she was supposed to be the future wife of the protagonist, John, in the original story. She was also the primary female lead!

"Rachel, huh? The top disciple of Melodic Academy-she's likely even more significant than Kaldan."

Owen pondered for a moment, rubbing his chin as a dangerous light flickered in his eyes. The sight of him thinking like this made the group's hearts sink.

Several among them had considered Rachel their dream girl.

"Owen... Mr. Owen, you're not planning to go after Rachel, are you?"

"Miss Rachel is the treasure of Melodic Academy. She's powerful and highly valued by the headmaster. If anything happens to her, the headmaster, with his temper, would storm out of Middle Earth..."

The group's discussions only made Owen's expression even more resolute.

"Exactly. The more important she is, the better. If she weren't important, she wouldn't be of much use."

Hearing these words, one of the princes, seemingly guessing Owen's intentions, twitched his mouth:

"Mr. Owen, are you planning to kidnap Miss Rachel to threaten Middle Earth?"

Melodic Academy was one of the three major magic academies in Middle Earth, renowned throughout the land.

It could be said that most of Middle Earth's top mages came from these three academies. Many geniuses from illustrious families had also studied there.

Rachel, in a place where Middle Earth's geniuses gathered, was considered one of the best and was highly valued by the headmaster.

Her talent and strength surpassed even that of Prince Kaldan, and to act against her would be almost declaring war on Middle Earth!

Even the Pyrothrone Kingdom, known for its arrogance, wouldn't dare to do such a thing!

Owen was well aware of the implications, smiling as he looked at the prince who had figured out his plan, and said approvingly:

"You're quite clever, but is there a problem with that?"

The prince being stared down by Owen: "..."

Henry and the others: "..."

Right, this act, which anyone else would consider suicidal, seemed completely normal to Owen.

It could only be said that genius and madness truly went hand in hand!

And Owen was likely the most extreme case of that madness!

As the group stared at him in disbelief, Owen seemed to think of something and snapped his fingers.

"Oh, and one more thing: you're all my prisoners now. Don't even think about going back!"

As soon as he spoke, Seraphina's body instantly expanded, forming a giant ring that encircled everyone.

Henry and the others' pupils constricted, shock written all over their faces!

Not only did Owen set his sights on Rachel, but he wasn't planning on letting them go either!

"Owen, you're courting death! Let us go now, and don't make things worse!"

One prince, unable to accept becoming a prisoner, spoke angrily.

Owen looked him up and down, "Do you know why, despite sending so many of your people, you still failed in the end?"

Henry and the others glared at Owen.

As if they knew why such a monster had appeared on the continent! Wasn't this question just rubbing salt in their wounds?

This was killing them in spirit!

Owen ignored their changing expressions and said calmly:

"The only reason you failed is that you didn't dare to gamble!"

"You clearly valued the Supreme Order so much, but you didn't even dare to send a sage-tier powerhouse down here."

Owen knew very well that while his current combat power was terrifying, dealing with a grandmaster-tier mage was already his limit.

No matter how monstrous his talent was, he was still too young and lacked a solid foundation.

He could kill enemies across tiers, but when it came to a sage-tier mage, he was completely

helpless!

At this point, the princess of the Carolingian Kingdom could no longer tolerate Owen's

attitude.

Her almond-shaped eyes filled with coldness as she said:

"Owen, don't be too arrogant! You've killed the crown prince of Pyrothrone Kingdom, four Protectors, and now you want to kidnap Rachel from Melodic Academy. Do you think they'll

just let you go?"

"Even if you get lucky and escape through Rachel, do you really think you can evade the endless pursuit of Middle Earth's two most powerful factions?"

Owen looked at her indifferently, "Escaping for a time is enough. When I enter Middle Earth, it's they who should be trembling in fear, not me."

"We have a saying: 'Thirty years on the east side of the river, thirty years on the west side-

don't underestimate the young.""

Owen's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an authority that shook their spirits.

Henry and the others couldn't help but shudder slightly.

Indeed, Owen's current level wasn't that high, only diamond-tier, and he didn't have a

powerful background.

But his talent, his combat strength, and even his fortuitous encounter with the Supreme Order

all suggested that Owen's future would be extraordinary!

If Owen were given time to grow and reach the master-tier, grandmaster-tier, or even sage- tier, just how terrifying would his combat power become?

At that time, it might be the forces in Middle Earth that would be the ones fearing Owen!

With this realization, the elites from Middle Earth who had been ready to mock Owen

suddenly fell silent.

After all, they had received the best education and resources in Middle Earth, yet their levels were only slightly higher than Owen's.

Owen had achieved this in a barren land with no resources or background, making him a

unique existence in their memory.

If Owen entered Middle Earth, he would be like a dragon returning to the sea, a tiger to the

mountains!

The more they thought about it, the more the princess of Carolingian Kingdom, who had become increasingly wary of Owen, gritted her teeth. She suddenly pulled out a teleportation scroll from her storage ring and crushed it forcefully.

Immediately, a five-colored beam of light descended from the sky-this was a teleportation spell scroll that would return her to Middle Earth!

The scrolls were already difficult to craft and extremely valuable, with teleportation scrolls being considered priceless treasures.

This was the princess's most crucial life-saving tool, something she would never use unless absolutely necessary.

But Owen's situation was too unusual; she felt she had to return quickly to inform everyone of

this development.

Seeing this, Henry and the others' eyes flashed with shock, clearly understanding the value of a teleportation scroll, but they also breathed a slight sigh of relief.

As long as the news was sent back to Middle Earth, their chances of being rescued would

increase, and Owen, this scourge, could be eliminated before he could grow any further.

At the same time, Owen coldly watched the teleportation beam.

As it began to envelop the princess, he vanished in a blur.

When he reappeared, he reached into the beam with his bare hand, grabbing the princess by

the throat and forcibly pulling her out.

In an instant, the teleportation beam trembled as if encountering an immense obstacle.

Then, under the horrified gaze of Henry and the others, the beam, which carried all their hopes, shattered into pieces!