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

Chapter 383: Chapter379-Owen Refuses the System’s Mission!



However, Owen had no intention of giving in. With a cold smile, he retorted:

"Oh? You handed it over before, and now you want it back? Breaking promises like this-is that the way of the Forbidden Zone?"

The Lord of the Forbidden Zone, its countless eerie tentacles brimming with eyes, trembled with fury. The trembling emitted waves of horrifying energy that caused the void to contract and expand in response.

"The Forbidden Zone does as it pleases, without limits! If you don't hand over the Flame of Desire today, you will never leave this place alive!"

A cold, merciless voice descended from above.

The entire area fell into a dead silence. No one dared speak.

The Lord of the Forbidden Zone was a name of infamy, and its strength was unimaginably terrifying, having reached the level of a god-mark celestial god. Such a being was far more powerful than the ancestors of most factions present.

If it were to truly erupt in anger, it would shake the heavens and the earth!

The oppressive aura it exuded disturbed the spiritual balance of many present, causing the vast ground itself to sink slightly.

Locked onto by this overwhelming presence, Owen's expression betrayed disdain.

"If you wanted to attack, you would've done so already. I don't have time to play games with you. If you're too afraid to act, then stop wasting words and get lost!"

The moment Owen spoke, the silent void became even quieter. It was as if a pin could be heard dropping.

Owen was unbelievably arrogant!

This was the Lord of the Forbidden Zone, a god-mark celestial god no less! Either identity alone commanded the highest respect wherever it went.

Yet Owen, not only showing no reverence, treated it with outright contempt, as if it were unworthy of his attention!

While some thought Owen reckless, most mages, recalling his extortion of the Four Forbidden Zones and his meteoric rise to power, saw his words not as arrogance but as confidence.

Owen had a history of defying all odds. Whenever pushed into dire straits, he always emerged stronger, defying death and achieving miracles.

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"Owen! You are truly ignorant of fear! Do you even understand why my Forbidden Zone is called 'forbidden'?"

The Lord of the Forbidden Zone, enraged, let its aura surge. The power of a god-mark celestial god, like a black mudslide, crushed the void, revealing the deep, pitch-black expanse of the abyss.

Seeing the Lord's wrath, the Lord of the Celestial God Palace nervously glanced at Owen. The Lord of the Forbidden Zone was terrifyingly powerful. Behind it lay the slumbering ancient god, as old as the planes themselves.

If the Forbidden Zone was truly provoked, not even Owen, with his immense potential and inscrutable power, could stand against it.

She was about to advise Owen to tread carefully when he sneered,

"Big talk. Is the ancient god in the Forbidden Zone even awake yet? And you still dare act so arrogantly?"

The only thing Owen truly feared was the slumbering ancient god in the Forbidden Zone.

The Lord of the Forbidden Zone let out a wild laugh.

"Owen, Owen, the ancient god has long since begun to awaken! Otherwise, how could I have achieved such a massive breakthrough in my tier?"

The ancient god has awakened?!

The hearts of countless observers trembled.

The Forbidden Zone earned its name because of the ancient god slumbering within it. Once awakened, this being could seize anything in the world with absolute power.

No one dared defy the will of an ancient god.

Yet at this moment, Owen burst into laughter.

"Then let that ancient god come forth if it's truly awake!"

Hearing this, countless eyes turned to Owen. Did this mean the ancient god hadn't awakened yet? But why was he so confident?

The Lord of the Forbidden Zone, its myriad eyes fixed on Owen, seemed intent on piercing through his soul.

While the ancient god showed signs of awakening, it had indeed not yet fully awakened. But how could Owen be so certain?

The Lord's expression shifted as it seemed to realize something. With a cold voice, it declared:

"Owen, even if the ancient god hasn't fully awakened, do you think you can summon that phantom again?!"

During its time sealed away, the Lord had spent much effort investigating the origins of that mysterious phantom Owen had summoned.

While it couldn't glean anything concrete, it noticed that the phantom had been restricted by chains of time and space, limiting its true power. Without those restrictions, it would have

been far more terrifying!

However, from what the Lord had learned, the phantom disappeared quickly after its appearance. This suggested it could only exist briefly and was incredibly difficult for Owen to summon again.

As the Lord of the Forbidden Zone spoke, Owen's expression grew serious.

That phantom had only been possible because he purchased a temporary experience card from the system store. Now, there were no more such cards available.

To fully upgrade his Supreme Order to the perfect tier, allowing the phantom to manifest in its true form and descend freely, Owen needed one billion fate points!

With a perfect-level Supreme Order, Owen could potentially stand toe-to-toe with The Celestial or even the Forbidden Zones themselves.

But a billion fate points was an astronomical sum. His current fate points weren't even a fraction of what he needed.

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Thinking quickly, Owen asked the system:

"How many fate points can I get for rebuilding Hell's Cycle of Reincarnation?"

The system promptly responded:

"Fifty million fate points."

Owen muttered to himself, his frustration evident.

Fifty million fate points were substantial, but far short of the billion he urgently needed.

After pondering, he asked again:

"What about orchestrating conflicts among the world's beings as a puppet master? How many fate points would that earn me?"

Previously, the system had offered high-reward choices, such as rebuilding ancient factions

like Heaven, The Alps, or Hell's Cycle of Reincarnation, or instigating global conflicts in the

manner of the trickster god Loki.

The system responded quickly:

"With the Burning Legion's arrival, the optimal time has passed. No fate points can be

earned."

Owen froze. He had been intrigued by that option but didn't expect it to have a time limit. Why hadn't the system warned him earlier?

...

As Owen grappled with the gap in fate points, the system suddenly displayed a flashing message before him:

"Detected the arrival of the Burning Legion. Chaos has begun. Now entering Ultimate

Mission!"

Owen's heart skipped a beat. Ultimate Mission? It sounded important, and the rewards had to

be substantial!

As he stared intently, the system's text continued:

"Ultimate Mission-Ultimate Villain!"

"Master must, within three years, help Leslie awaken the Dark Heart and become the destined

Ultimate Villain!"

"Mission completion: Rewards 50 million fate points and a supreme artifact!"

"Mission failure: Leslie's soul will scatter!"

Reading this, Owen was stunned. An Ultimate Mission already? It felt far too soon!

And the mission itself to help Leslie become the ultimate villain from the original story!

In the original timeline, Leslie had indeed become the final antagonist. That was why Owen had initially sought her out.

But he had already changed this world's fate line. Why was the outcome still the same?

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"I refuse this mission!" Owen replied resolutely.

After all they had been through together, Owen had come to see Leslie as his wife. He couldn't

bear the thought of her succumbing to darkness as the ultimate villain. Moreover, failing to

awaken the Dark Heart would doom her to eternal destruction.

Owen refused to let her face such risks.

However, his refusal was meaningless. The system chimed with a notification:

"Fate cannot be defied. The Ultimate Mission has already begun!"

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Once the system issued a mission, it began, whether he agreed or not!