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

Chapter 465: Chapter461-The Primal Chaos Magic



Chaotic Aura!

Sensing the strange fluctuation approaching him, Owen's expression showed a hint of surprise.

Chaotic Aura, as the oldest source of magic and the foundation of all magic, was incredibly powerful. It overshadowed all other schools of magic, standing as the undisputed king of magic.

Precisely because of its uniqueness, it was almost impossible for mages to control.

Yet here was this androgynous creature, capable of wielding this extraordinary Chaotic Aura. Rachel and the others also noticed this scene and were visibly horrified.

Was this The Celestial's true test for them?

A monster wielding the most primal, ancient magic!

It was well known that chaos magic had appeared only rarely throughout the vast river of history.

Each time it emerged, it would stir up a storm across the planes, becoming the indisputable pinnacle existence of its era.

Such individuals could almost claim an eternal legacy.

For them, defeating higher-level opponents was as easy as playing a game. With this monster already surpassing Throne Celestial and wielding Chaotic Aura, it was almost invincible!

Rachel and the others were filled with dread, as they had never encountered such a terrifying opponent before.

However, the astonishment on Owen's face lasted only for a fleeting moment.

Because under his keen gaze, he noticed a flaw in the creature's form!

"Heh, it's merely a special creature crafted using the corpse of a chaos-bodied mage. It doesn't truly wield chaos magic!"

As soon as Owen spoke, a wave of astonishment rippled through the group.

They quickly calmed down and looked at the creature wielding Chaotic Aura, letting out a faint sigh of relief.

Indeed, as Owen said, the flow of Chaotic Aura around the creature was restricted and lacked true fluidity. Moreover, the aura was impure.

Nevertheless, it was still immensely dangerous. Chaotic Aura could devour all other magic, rendering magical attacks almost entirely ineffective against it.

"Owen, leave this creature to me," said the elderly man, stepping in front of Owen, his expression solemn as he gazed at the creature ahead.

"Are you sure you can handle it?" Owen asked.

While Owen himself did not fear this mage wielding Chaotic Aura, for others, it was an insurmountable chasm.

"Let me try. The Alps has its own pride and heritage," the elder replied.

As he spoke, complex runes began to appear around him.

These runes were as small as ants, but they were densely packed, forming a swarm that circled him. Gradually, they shaped into a unique altar.

Once the altar appeared, an ancient and primal aura surged from the elder.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"O Ancient Mountain Lord, embodiment of wisdom and power, ancient force that topples all, your servant sings your praises!"

As the elder's chant grew louder, the reverberations spread like waves, rolling endlessly.

It was as though the chant had crossed the bounds of time and space, reaching the ears of a mysterious and powerful being.

The creature wielding Chaotic Aura seemed to sense something amiss. Its expression darkened as it channeled its mana, charging straight at the elder!

In an instant, under the enhancement of chaotic energy, the creature's speed was almost instantaneous. It appeared before the elder in the blink of an eye.

Chaotic Aura condensed into a deadly blade, slashing toward the elder's neck with howling winds. Order shattered, and all structure dissolved.

This slash seemed unstoppable.

Yet just as the blade was about to strike the elder's neck, an ethereal figure materialized before him.

Like a blooming, otherworldly flower, the terrifying slash was halted mid-air, unable to advance even a millimeter further.

The creature shuddered, a chill running down its spine, as the phantom figure opened its previously shut eyes to gaze at it.

What kind of eyes were those?

Cold, unfeeling, devoid of any emotion.

They viewed all things in heaven and earth as mere trifles.

Even the Chaotic Aura within the creature began to dissipate under the gaze of those eyes.

Just this phantom alone was so fearsome-how terrifying must its true form be? Meanwhile, observing this scene, Owen's expression showed a trace of astonishment.

He couldn't tell if it was his imagination, but he felt as though the phantom figure summoned by the elder looked somewhat familiar.

However, just as he tried to focus on it, the figure vanished without a trace, leaving only its unique aura lingering within the elder, causing his strength to surge dramatically.

Though this power boost was temporary, it was enough for the elder to contend with the creature wielding chaos magic.

Seeing this, Owen no longer hesitated. He charged toward the island in the depths of the Black

Sea.

"A familiar figure, Chaotic Aura..."

As he dashed forward, images of Leslie and his daughter quickly flashed through Owen's

mind.

To him, the mysterious figure summoned by the elder bore a striking resemblance to Leslie in both demeanor and appearance.

As for Chaotic Aura, before leaving, Owen had already sensed the signs of universal

convergence within Little Leslie.

Once the convergence was complete, it would return to chaos.

His daughter's talent was, at the very least, on par with the level of chaos magic!

As this thought crossed Owen's mind, within the small world-

Little Leslie suddenly sneezed. Rubbing her round cheeks, she murmured in confusion,

"What's going on? Is someone thinking of me?"

This puzzlement quickly passed, and her face lit up with a radiant smile.

"Papa... Papa's thinking of me," she said cheerfully.

Then, countless strands of Order surged within her. As she lightly traced her fingers through

the void, these strands rapidly converged, transforming into the purest Chaotic Aura.

The emergence of Chaotic Aura left everyone in the small world, including the Dragon Princess and Ysera, staring at Little Leslie in shock.

Chaotic Aura!

How old was Little Leslie, and she could already wield chaos magic? This... this was

astonishing!

From what they knew, even the ancient prodigies recorded in history, who mastered chaos magic, could only do so after many years of cultivation.

For someone as young as Little Leslie to wield chaos magic was unheard of in all of history!

"Not just a genius in chaos magic, but to wield it at such a young age... her potential is

limitless!"

"She is the daughter of Lady Leslie and Owen. With such an incredible lineage, perhaps this

isn't so surprising."

"What a terrifying family! Owen and Leslie are already extraordinary, and now their child

possesses such talent. It's unbelievable!"

As the others whispered, Leslie remained calm.

While everyone else regarded Little Leslie as a peerless prodigy in chaos magic, only Leslie

knew the truth.

Chaos magic was merely the surface. Little Leslie's true talent was far beyond their

imagination!

At that moment, under everyone's gaze, Little Leslie manipulated the Chaotic Aura to trace a

sweet heart shape before her.

She pushed it gently forward with her tiny hand, and the heart, a representation of her longing, crossed the void and rushed toward Owen's direction.

...

On the vast, boundless black sea, Owen flew swiftly through the air.

With no more monsters blocking his way, it took him only half an hour to see the outline of an

island ahead.

The island wasn't large, entirely shrouded in darkness, with only an ancient, tightly sealed temple exuding a profound and aged aura.

At the sight of this temple, information about the Dark Temple immediately surfaced in

Owen's mind.

Although the system's introduction to the Dark Temple was brief, the mission's rewards indicated its extreme difficulty!

The Dark Temple was certainly not as simple as it appeared.

As Owen drew closer, the ancient aura emanating from the Dark Temple filled him with

unease.

The nearer he got, the more he felt a sense of assimilation. His magical energy began to solidify, making it increasingly difficult to channel.