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

Chapter 467: Chapter463-Supreme Order in Perfect Form



As the Dark Lord's words fell, rings of visible black ripples suddenly emanated from his body, transforming everything around him into pure darkness. Even the starlight falling from the temple's ceiling was instantly devoured.

In a flash, Owen found himself surrounded by a chilling, impenetrable blackness.

Within this absolute darkness, it felt as though all of his senses were stripped away. His perception of the environment became extremely blurred.

It was evident that unless he quickly broke free from this sinister darkness, he too might rot away within it, just like the other creatures.

Without hesitation, Owen gripped the Flame Sword tightly. Flames surged along its blade, and waves of heat and light spread rapidly, driving away the surrounding darkness.

The retreating darkness resembled swarms of black insects, emitting ear-piercing sizzling sounds as they were injured by the intense mana radiating from the Flame Sword.

Yet, they continued to press closer to Owen.

In the blink of an eye, part of the light around him was once again consumed by the encroaching shadows.

In this intense tug-of-war, the entire Dark Temple began to shake violently, as though two invisible hands were tearing it apart.

The trembling of the Dark Temple also drew the attention of the four monsters battling near the black sea.

Their mission was to remain here indefinitely to guard the Dark Temple.

Now, the intruder who had recklessly entered not only opened the temple doors but also caused the entire structure to tremble uncontrollably, disrupting their plans. This alone was unforgivable.

As their furious gazes locked onto the temple, the waters around the island suddenly erupted, sending waves tens of thousands of meters high crashing down.

A terrifying shockwave swept out from the center of the island, annihilating everything in its path and creating devastating ripples that fractured the void.

If not for the protective power of The Celestial, the island and the Dark Temple would have been obliterated by the sheer intensity of the collision.

The expressions of the four monsters changed drastically, their hearts filled with an overwhelming sense of dread.

How is this possible?!

They were fully aware of the Dark Lord's terrifying strength. The young man inside-despite his apparent Throne Celestial level-should have been eradicated in a single encounter.

After all, the Dark Lord was the final defense of the Dark Temple and the most crucial piece of The Celestial's seal.

Yet, the enormous black waves surging skyward, blotting out the heavens and earth, were the result of the Dark Lord unleashing a power so formidable that even the monsters could not fathom how it came to this.

Amid their shock, the black waves receded, revealing the figures of Owen and the Dark Lord locked in battle.

Seeing the Dark Lord, the four monsters' expressions turned grim.

The Dark Lord's power was unmatched, yet Owen had not been defeated.

Their fight had reached a fever pitch. The mana surging from each combatant was terrifying, shaking the entire black sea.

The special dark space around them was crumbling and quaking under the strain of their battle.

Even the residual shockwaves from their clashes filled the monsters with dread, forcing their attention onto the duel.

Both Owen and the Dark Lord unleashed extraordinary abilities in their confrontation.

The Flame Sword in Owen's hand burned like a pillar of fire piercing the heavens. Every collision between the sword and the Dark Lord's pure darkness resulted in mutual annihilation.

Their strikes were lightning-fast, exchanging hundreds of blows in mere moments.

Yet, overall, Owen was gradually being pushed onto the defensive.

The four monsters watched in stunned silence.

They knew the Dark Lord's power well. Not even The Celestial could destroy him, ultimately choosing to imprison him here to suppress the descendants of the Mountain Lord.

The two immense forces, the Dark Lord and the remnants of the Mountain Lord, were trapped in mutual stalemate, unable to threaten The Celestial.

And yet, this terrifying Dark Lord had failed to defeat Owen-a mere Throne Celestial.

As realization dawned, the monsters remembered who Owen was: the one who had always opposed The Celestial.

Rachel and the others, meanwhile, were filled with growing concern for Owen.

The mere aura leaking from the Dark Lord made their hearts tremble and filled them with instinctive fear.

His power far surpassed their comprehension.

For Owen to stand against him, even if he was losing ground, was a feat beyond extraordinary.

Owen's strength had far exceeded their expectations.

If any of them—including the elder bolstered by the Mountain Lord's power-had to face the Dark Lord, they wouldn't stand a chance.

"Owen's strength is terrifying, but that creature is far more monstrous," someone murmured. "He seems to be the Dark Lord from ancient records," another replied.

"Dark Lord?!"

At the mention of the name, everyone's faces turned pale.

Their ancestors had witnessed an unprecedented war, one that darkened the skies and shook

the heavens for years.

They had thought the Mountain Lord had returned, for only the Mountain Lord could

challenge The Celestial and even wound him grievously.

But when their ancestors sought to exploit the weakened Celestial to break the seal, they

suffered a devastating defeat.

Those who survived left behind only the words Dark Lord before perishing.

Since then, The Celestial's grip on their seal had only grown tighter.

Now, it was clear: the one who had fought The Celestial and caused their ancestors' downfall

was the very Dark Lord before them.

As the Chief and the others grew increasingly anxious, the Dark Lord burst into maniacal

laughter.

Fixing his gaze on Owen, whose body now bore injuries, he said coldly:

"Owen, why resist? All things will return to darkness-you're only hastening the inevitable."

His tone turned frenzied, and murderous intent filled his eyes.

With a sudden motion, he thrust his palm forward.

A black palm print, vast and overwhelming, filled the sky like beams of black lasers streaking

toward Owen.

"This palm carries the power to shatter space-time! Is this the flawless seal of The Celestial?"

"Owen, the thorn in The Celestial's side, will finally become history!"

"When he's gone, we can eliminate the rest of these pests and present their heads to The

Celestial in triumph!"

The four monsters laughed coldly as they observed the scene.

Though the descendants of the Mountain Lord were powerful, they were nothing in the facen/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

of these monsters.

If not for Owen's interference, they would have long since been slain.

Rachel and the others felt the chilling wind from the attack and were filled with horror.

The Dark Lord's strike wasn't something they could even comprehend, let alone withstand.

Even the residual shockwaves pressed their minds to their limits.

Owen's breathing grew labored under the oppressive power of the Dark Lord's attack.

He sensed the bone-chilling cold radiating from the strike.

If he couldn't counter this move, he would undoubtedly suffer severe injuries.

Without hesitation, Owen activated the power of the Supreme Order!

As the perfect-level Supreme Order fully manifested, a pillar of radiant light shot skyward

from Owen's body.

Under the influence of the Supreme Order, time and space seemed to slow down.

Owen's strength surged dramatically.

To the Dark Lord's shock, the black palm prints aimed at Owen collided with an unshakable

barrier.

The black energy froze in mid-air, unable to approach Owen further.

At the same time, the radiant pillar of light emanating from Owen revealed a peculiar

temporal energy that the Dark Lord immediately sensed.

With the power of this temporal force, Owen's muscles swelled, his mana surged, and his mind power increased severalfold.