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

Chapter 302: Chapter299-Loki, the God of Conspiracy



Under the searing and bright light of the God of Light, Apollo, a terrifying shadow-huge and resembling a giant spider-briefly flashed and disappeared into the darkness.

Immediately afterward, countless black threads, densely packed, sealed off this entire space, weaving together like a massive prison. The threads not only aimed to imprison the entire Star Realm but also to interrupt the summoning of the ancient gods by the three deities.

If these ancient gods managed to break through the river of time, even the heavens would feel pressure.

As the black threads, like an inescapable web, enveloped the Star Realm, those within- Madelyn and the others-grew tense, nervously whispering to one another.

"What a terrifying shadow... Who is that? Is he the one sent by the heavens to stop this?"

"The massive web covering the entire Star Realm seems to be distorting space and time. This was clearly planned long in advance!"

"Will the Lord of Stars and the others be in danger? That creature hiding in the void looks extremely frightening!"

As Madelyn, Rachel, and the others held their breath, Owen, recalling the giant spider-like shadow briefly revealed by Apollo's light, also felt his expression grow more solemn.

He knew the history well and recognized many of the strange gods who served the heavens.

"The giant spider hiding in the shadows must be the one leading the effort to stop the resurrection of the ancient gods. For countless eras, he's been carrying out vile acts-stealing fate, scheming relentlessly. A treacherous thief!"

Owen murmured to himself, mentally organizing all the information he had on this being.

"You know who he is?" Leslie asked curiously, gazing at Owen.

The shadowy figure was terrifying, even to the extent that the Lord of Stars and the other deities could not easily take him down. Owen's knowledge of him was surprising.

Owen smiled and said, "I don't know much, but I do know that he's an ancient deity. He represents deception, conspiracy, and thievery-Loki, the God of Conspiracy."

"The God of Conspiracy? Loki?" Leslie squinted her eyes. "That name suits him and his underhanded ways."

Owen nodded. "As the God of Conspiracy and a servant of the heavens, Loki's actions are deceitful and unpredictable. Not many know of him, but schemes and tricks can only provide short-term gains-they can never achieve true greatness."

At this point, Owen subtly positioned himself in front of Madelyn and Rachel, shielding them without drawing too much attention.

As the God of Conspiracy, Loki's devious calculations were vicious, and he had an obsessive fascination with the power of special bloodlines.

In the original anime, after the Millennial Cataclysm began, Loki set his sights on Rachel's succubus progenitor bloodline, extracting her bone marrow, and even more cruelly, he targeted Madelyn's Blood Eye, gouging out her eyes!

Every Millennial Cataclysm was a cause for celebration for Loki-a feast of blood that made him more powerful and unpredictable each time.

He had almost collected every special bloodline across the plane!

Now that Owen knew the course of history, he would not allow such tragedies to occur.

Loki preferred to lurk in the shadows, sowing chaos. Owen needed to find a way to eliminate him quickly.

While Owen was deep in thought, the Lord of Stars, War Goddess, and God of Light joined forces, their battle with Loki becoming increasingly intense.

Above their heads, the void had already shattered, filled with primordial energy. Space and time had been utterly disrupted, leaving only extreme chaos.

Yet, amid the chaos, the three deities maintained their summoning of the ancient gods.

The cosmic projection began to spin faster.

Under the rhythmic pounding, like the beating of a war drum, a strange light emanated from the projection, making the Spatiotemporal Anchor within the Star Realm increasingly clear, and the auras of numerous gods spread more and more intensely.

Seeing this, Loki, still hiding in the shadows, frowned. His eight bizarre eyes, each a different color, flashed with a distinct light. A terrifying gaze was unleashed, aimed directly at the cosmic projection in the sky.

The Lord of Stars quickly intervened, summoning brilliant stars forged from elements and [Order], clashing with Loki's unique eye magic, the two forces canceling each other out. At that moment, a swarm of small black spiders surged out from the web Loki had woven. Each of them contained the power of special bloodlines, terrifying in nature, forming an overwhelming attack that even the Lord of Stars didn't dare take lightly.

The battle grew fiercer by the second.

Madelyn and the others anxiously watched the terrifying battlefield above them.

Loki's methods seemed endless, and every move he made was overwhelmingly powerful, like a flawless battle machine with no weaknesses.

The Lord of Stars and the others had to divert their attention to maintain the summoning of the other gods, putting them in a precarious situation.

"The heavens sent a truly fearsome being this time. No wonder they've survived so many eras!"

"And this is only one of them. I can't imagine how much pressure the War Goddess and the others have been under all this time!"

Madelyn and the others spoke in hushed tones, filled with dread. Loki's mastery over bloodlines and rare abilities was so unnerving that just looking at him made their skin crawl.

Owen glanced at them, reassuring them, "The heavens may be prepared, but so are the Lord of Stars and the others. Plus, with the God of Light, Apollo, on our side, there's no way we'll

fail."

"In fact, it's Loki who's in danger this time."

Hearing Owen's words, Madelyn and the others visibly relaxed.

They turned their attention back to the fiery battlefield above.

Meanwhile, mages from various other factions also observed the battle from afar!

They all understood that the outcome of this fight would be monumental.

If the heavens succeeded in preventing the summoning of the ancient gods, there would be no

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Anyone in this era who didn't submit to the heavens and become their slave would be doomed

to disappear into ashes!

No one wanted to become a servant, bound and oppressed.

No one wanted to face complete annihilation.

Yet, with their limited power, they had no other choice.

As their attention grew more focused, the battle reached its peak.

The Lord of Stars and the others fought more fiercely than ever, but Loki's strategies seemed endless. Every situation appeared to be within his calculations and under his control.

Boom!

Another earth-shattering explosion rocked the universe. Everyone's pupils constricted as they saw that, amid the swirling primordial energy, Loki's true form had shattered, as though

unable to withstand the previous attack.

Had Loki, the God of Conspiracy, truly perished?

The onlookers found it hard to believe.

But before they could begin celebrating, a small spider, lurking above the cosmic projection,

revealed a sinister smile.

The spider's body swelled rapidly, and its sharp front legs morphed into deadly blades, thrusting toward the cosmic projection.

The cosmic projection, tied to the reversal of the ancient clock and the summoning of the gods across time, was the key. Destroying it would mean they had no chance left!

Everything Loki had done was for this moment!

However, just as he trembled with excitement, thinking his plan had succeeded, his blade- like legs slammed into an impenetrable shield of light!

The force of the blow shattered his legs, causing them to break with a sharp crack.

"Loki, after all these years, you still rely on such petty, underhanded tricks. You've learned nothing!" the Lord of Stars coldly remarked.

"As a dog of the heavens, you're no longer an independent god. If I were in your shoes, I'd

rather perish than live like this."

The Lord of Stars and War Goddess mocked him, their voices filled with disdain.

Loki, despite his seemingly carefree life, only had freedom when the heavens allowed it!

"Heh, a bunch of losers dare to lecture me!" Loki sneered.

Owen, hearing this, glared at him coldly and said, "Losers? One day we will succeed! And you? You're nothing more than a rat barely clinging to life, destined to fail!"

At those words, Loki bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, glaring at Owen with

icy murderous intent!