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

Chapter 351: Chapter347-Owen’s Ranking



Hearing the elf queen's words, Leslie was engulfed in a fiery rage.

Owen was her taboo!

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Yet, this elf queen dared to treat Owen as nothing more than a tool to continue her bloodline. The intensity of this insult to Leslie was unimaginable.

"You really are nothing more than a lowly maid. How dare you lust after my husband? You despicable wench!"

Leslie's cold, cutting voice echoed across the battlefield, resonating in every corner.

The elf queen, startled by Leslie's vehement reaction, hadn't anticipated how deeply Leslie cared about this matter. The oppressive aura surrounding Leslie intensified, her wrath becoming palpable.

The elf queen, however, seemed to revel in Leslie's anger. She sneered and taunted: "Don't you know? When the Epoch resets, it offers a grand gift to all beings who have fallen!" "Any offspring born during this period have a high chance of possessing a special constitution!"

"So, don't think I'm just rambling nonsense. This is the truth!"

Hearing the elf queen's gleeful voice, Leslie stepped forward and gripped her throat tightly.

The icy killing intent radiating from Leslie wiped the smug smile off the elf queen's face, replacing it with a somber seriousness.

"This isn't just my idea," the elf queen managed to say, her voice strained. "Many races and factions across the Sanctuaries share this vision! I am merely the first to act!"

Her words fell like thunder on the silent battlefield. Everyone was stunned, their mouths agape in disbelief.

How could this be? The Emperor, revered by all, had become the focus of the most powerful women in the Sanctuaries?

Simultaneously, everyone could sense that Empress Leslie's emotions were teetering on the brink. Her devotion to Owen was well-known.

Anything related to Owen was of utmost importance to her.

Now, with so many new rivals vying for his attention, they couldn't fathom the level of killing intent brewing in her heart.

"Explain this Epochal Reset in detail," Leslie demanded coldly, her narrowed eyes fixed on the elf queen.

She could tell that the elf queen's provocations were deliberate, but the underlying truth of her words was undeniable.

The elf queen smiled slyly, clearly enjoying Leslie's barely-contained fury.

However, she also understood that pushing Leslie too far would not bode well for herself or the elf race.

Thus, she spoke plainly:

"You must have already noticed how, after the End of the Epoch, the speed of cultivation has dramatically increased. Particularly with the primordial mana baptism following creation, even those with ordinary constitutions can ascend to become mages, often developing unique traits."

"This is because during this time, [Order] becomes fully manifest and unrestrained. The geniuses born in this era have an unprecedented chance to develop extraordinary constitutions!"

"Moreover, factions from the Sanctuaries, Forbidden Zones, and even the Celestials have all begun to expand, seeking to dominate the best cultivation resources. This era marks not only the fiercest collisions but also unprecedented collaborations among the major races."

"One crucial form of collaboration involves nurturing exceptional prodigies!"

"The stronger the bloodline, the greater the potential achievements!"

"Now, with the top powerhouses across factions hitting their bottlenecks, the emergence of a newly-born prodigy with unparalleled constitution could break through the tiers and even conquer other races and factions!"

As the elf queen spoke, her gaze landed momentarily on Owen.

Leslie snorted, her lips curling into a mocking smile.

The dawn of a new Epoch brought with it the potential to birth the most perfect constitution, granting dominion over the era and unparalleled supremacy for eternity.

This, then, was the reason?

The crowd finally grasped why the elf queen had set her sights on Owen.

Rachel and Madelyn exchanged complicated looks as they gazed at him. Who could have predicted a day when men would need to be wary of being abducted?

The sheer absurdity of the situation made it feel surreal.

Still, a mischievous curiosity arose in their hearts.

They couldn't help but imagine the chaos that might unfold-numerous women vying for Owen, leading to dramatic battles. Their imaginations painted vivid, exaggerated scenarios. Watching from the sidelines would undoubtedly be thrilling!

Meanwhile, under everyone's scrutinizing gaze, Owen felt increasingly awkward.

Who would have thought his newfound fame would bring such peculiar trouble-too many women taking an interest in him?

Of course, this thought barely crossed his mind before he pushed it aside.

A sudden realization dawned on him: he had arrived at the pivotal era of the story's original timeline, where countless prodigies emerged after the Epoch reset.

However, in his memory, the timeline for this grand convergence of geniuses was not supposed to be now!

It appeared that his presence had significantly altered the course of history, making it nearly

unrecognizable.

This gave Owen a sense of unease.

On one hand, the diminishing alignment between the original storyline and reality meant he could no longer rely on the narrative for guidance.

This increased the risks of his decisions.

On the other hand, the earlier-than-expected arrival of the prodigy era meant unprecedented

dangers were already looming!

The elf queen had a point.

During the dawn of the Epoch, [Order] was fully exposed to perception and temporarily

unrestrained by the Celestials.

For those with sufficient talent, this period allowed for the emergence of ancient, powerful constitutions.

Some of these constitutions were so powerful that they became legendary taboos, leaving indelible marks on history.

In such a time, unparalleled talent was a rare and highly coveted resource.

Owen had already established numerous free academies across the Azure Kingdom, precisely

to prepare for this moment.

The most effective way to defeat the Celestials was to nurture an unparalleled prodigy- efficient, rapid, and resource-efficient.

Additionally, powerful bloodlines could help mages ascend quickly.

Special constitutions, scrutinized by countless factions, underwent a process akin to raising

Gu insects, with the strongest emerging victorious.

Loki, the Trickster God, relished such schemes.

The greater the talent, the higher the future potential.

Some of the colder factions, upon identifying top-tier talents, would even commit heinous

acts-killing parents to focus solely on nurturing their offspring!

The elf queen's reaction confirmed that the major factions had already begun their

preparations.

In this extraordinary era, investing in talent yielded far greater returns than any other pursuit.

A single transcendent prodigy could bring boundless benefits.

As the crowd digested this revelation, Leslie composed herself, her voice cutting through the

tension:

"Which factions are interested in my husband?" she asked coldly.

None could desire Owen without paying the price of death!

Leslie's sharp killing intent seemed to invigorate the elf queen, who responded earnestly:

"The Divine Clan of the Sanctuaries, represented by the Tri-Eyed Divine Maiden, Paisley."

"The Undead Clan, with the Scarlet Rose Lord, Teagan!"

"The Druidic Tribe, led by the Saint Druid, Auriel!"

"The Dragons of Light and Shadow, with their saint, Gwyneth!"

"...And many more."

The elf queen rattled off an exhaustive list of names.

Leslie's expression darkened. "So, practically every top female mage across the factions has

set their sights on Owen?"

The elf queen nodded. "Exactly. In the Sanctuaries, Master Owen's name resounds like

thunder..."

Before she could finish, Leslie cast her a cold glare, silencing her immediately.

The names mentioned were not unfamiliar to Leslie-they were among the most prominent

figures in the Sanctuaries.

Yet now, many of them were competing for Owen.

The absurdity of the situation weighed heavily on her, intensifying her determination.

After all, too many mages coveted Owen.

"Given the current era, such competition is natural," the elf queen remarked. "The factions'

emphasis on prodigies has reached unprecedented levels. Rare traits like Forbidden Seals and Celestial Bloodlines are invaluable."