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

Chapter 500: Chapter496-Loki’s Fear

Chapter 500: Chapter496-Loki’s Fear

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"With your strength, I can take you down with one hand. You'd better surrender quickly-you cannot bear the responsibility of protecting the Azure Kingdom and the Emerald

Dreamscape!"

After saying this, Loki glanced at Archdemon and the others, clicking his tongue in mock pity.

"You really have no one left, do you? Now you're sending out this little girl to fight-how pathetic. If you knew this would happen, why oppose The Celestial in the first place?"

"Going against The Celestial only leads to death!"

Loki's voice was filled with arrogance and mockery.

Madelyn's face turned red with rage, her chest heaving as if she was about to explode.

With a single move, she swiftly wiped out the horde of The Celestial's underlings swarming around them.

Then, she turned her burning gaze on Loki and spat,

"Loki, what are you so arrogant about? Back when you faced my brother, you were nothing but a coward, humiliated and pathetic! When Brother Owen and Sister Leslie return, I hope you'll still be able to laugh then!"

Madelyn's words echoed through the battlefield.

Loki's good mood instantly vanished!

Though he didn't want to admit it, his past encounters with Owen were like a relentless nightmare, constantly replaying in his mind, an inescapable humiliation!

And besides Owen, Leslie was no less troublesome.

Her terrifying power had already shaken The Celestial to its core, causing widespread panic.

Even Loki himself feared Leslie-deeply!

"You're right. Their strength is indeed formidable. But no matter how powerful they are, they have to return first. You won't live to see that day!"

Loki's expression turned ice-cold, his irises glowing with a swirling, seven-colored radiance, exuding an eerie chill.

Now that The Celestial had decided to act, no matter what tricks Owen and Leslie had up their sleeves, their only fate was utter defeat!

And once they were crushed, as The Celestial's executioner, Owen and Leslie would be left to his mercy!

Once they fell into his hands, they would wish for death!

With that thought, Loki suddenly accelerated, charging straight at Little Leslie.

At that moment, his overwhelming killing intent shook the heavens and the earth, causing the very fabric of space to contract, locking onto Little Leslie completely!

A suffocating sense of impending doom pressed down on her, and Little Leslie's small face grew solemn.

In her tiny hands, a misty aura of chaos swirled, condensing into a translucent Godslayer Staff.

Then, gripping the illusory Godslayer Staff tightly, she swung it forward with all her might, striking against the crushing pressure before her.

In an instant, a deafening explosion shook the battlefield, and visible shockwaves rippled outward, annihilating everything in their path, plunging the surroundings into utter chaos. Everyone nearby looked on in horror at the devastating collision.

Even just the residual shockwaves made them feel as if their breath had been stolen-like they could vanish at any moment!

Then, from within the chaotic ripples, dazzling light illuminated the world, and everyone felt as if they were being swallowed by a seven-colored radiance.

The entire space twisted and distorted as if history itself had been severed!

For a brief moment, it was as if this place had become the end of time-disordered, chaotic, unfathomable.

The next moment, the illusory Godslayer Staff burst into brilliance, dispelling all the ripples and disorder.

Little Leslie stood firm, like an unshakable mountain, appearing before everyone's eyes. Little Leslie!

Archdemon and the others widened their eyes in disbelief.

They had never expected Little Leslie to withstand Loki's attack!

Loki was at the level of a Primordial God, while Little Leslie was merely three years old!

This was beyond astonishing.

It defied all logic.

Even Loki sucked in a sharp breath.

This Little Leslie-her power was far too terrifying!

At her age, how could she unleash such devastating combat strength?

After his initial shock, Loki locked his gaze on Little Leslie, activating the various divine eyes he had implanted in himself.

In an instant, radiant divine light erupted, as if attempting to peer through Little Leslie's past and future.

Yet, under the scrutiny of his many divine eyes, what lay behind Little Leslie was... chaos!

Her past and future were completely obscured!

Loki's heart filled with terror.

At the same time, he became even more certain-Little Leslie was undoubtedly the legendary Chaos Bloodline!

Only a descendant of this supreme bloodline could possess such monstrous strength!

After all, the Chaos Bloodline was hailed as the strongest bloodline in the entire realm!

But such a bloodline was nothing more than a myth-how could it appear in Little Leslie? Loki found it impossible to believe.

Meanwhile, the mages of the Azure Kingdom and the Emerald Dreamscape were overcome

with excitement.

Chaos Bloodline!

They too had noticed the terrifying aura that Little Leslie had unleashed.

This ancient and mighty bloodline filled them with newfound hope.

"Even though Little Leslie is young, with the Chaos Bloodline, her combat strength can't be measured by ordinary standards!"

"As expected of Owen and Leslie's daughter! She truly inherited their monstrous talent-no, she might even surpass them!"

"Yes! She's only three, yet she can already hold her own against Loki. If she fully matures,

even The Celestial might not be her match!"

At that moment, hope surged in their hearts, fueling their desperate struggle!

But Loki, now certain of Little Leslie's bloodline, charged toward her once more!

This time, he transformed into his true form-a colossal spider, standing atop a vast, sticky

web.

Endless mana surged through the web, funneling into him, pushing his power to ever greater

heights!

At the same time, the divine bones and bloodlines he had grafted into his body began unleashing their mystical effects.

Though Loki's bloodline and divine bones could not compare to Little Leslie's, when fully activated, they were still terrifying.

Yet at that very moment, Little Leslie, gripping the Godslayer Staff, took the initiative!

She knew full well that in terms of battle experience, she was at a disadvantage.

Since that was the case, she would strike first!

BOOM!

Little Leslie launched her assault, her aura surging with the power of chaos.

She moved like a humanoid cataclysm, unleashing thousands upon thousands of strikes in an instant, relentlessly pummeling Loki below!

Loki fought back with all his might, but under Little Leslie's savage, overwhelming Chaos

Bloodline, he was forced back.

His divine bones and bloodline were suppressed, his enormous body continuously retreating, and even his massive web was shattering under the onslaught.

Archdemon and the others were invigorated at the sight, but their joy quickly faded.

Although Loki had been pushed back and repelled by Little Leslie, he was unharmed!

On the other hand, Little Leslie, after that tremendous burst of power, seemed utterly

drained.

Her face turned pale, her aura weakened, and under everyone's horrified gazes, blood began to seep from her frail body, staining her clothes.

The explosion of power had been incredible-but for a three-year-old, it had taken a heavy

toll!

The next moment, Little Leslie's small figure wavered-she nearly collapsed.

"Little Leslie!"

Archdemon and the others cried out in alarm!

They desperately wanted to rush to her side and protect her.

But Bright King, Serpent of the End, and the other celestial beasts had them completely

pinned down.

Cough! Cough!

Little Leslie coughed violently but quickly wiped the blood from her lips.

Then, she charged straight at Loki again!

"I... can still fight! I haven't lost yet! I'm my mom and dad's pride- I won't lose!"

Clenching her teeth, she gripped the Godslayer Staff and charged once more!

...

Deep within the Demon Abyss.

Scarlet light rained down from the blazing sun, dyeing the land crimson.

The next moment, a series of piercing sonic booms echoed.

Figures surged from the depths of the Demon Abyss.

At the forefront, a massive black hole, as if devouring the heavens, slowly emerged.

As the onlookers trembled in reverence, the black hole shrank, and from its depths, a solemn young figure slowly stepped forth.

This group was large, but despite their subdued presence, the sheer aura they exuded was

enough to make breathing difficult.

Anyone who truly stood before them would finally realize-

This was an army beyond imagination!