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

Chapter 445: Chapter441-The Alps



Rachel stared at Owen in shock. Could it be that this place was the ruins of The Alps?

This was the first sacred mountain at the dawn of the planes, a gathering place for countless powerful deities born of primordial origins!

Although it had once suffered a devastating blow from The Celestial, leading to its complete disappearance, the power of the descendants here was undeniable. Even if they had inherited only a fragment of the bloodline of the primordial gods, they were still formidable.

If placed in Pure Land, they would undoubtedly form an indomitable force.

Owen's knowledge of The Alps told him that this sacred mountain had dominated the First Era, an undisputed overlord. The mountain lord of The Alps was an incredibly enigmatic figure. History seemed to have erased all records of this being, leaving only fragmented accounts of their past exploits.

What impressed Owen the most was the mountain lord's grand ambition-not only to make themselves eternally immortal but also to turn The Alps into an eternal and undying existence. To achieve this goal, all the primordial gods of The Alps dedicated themselves to relentless cultivation and struggle.

However, the wheel of history inevitably collided with the flourishing The Alps.

The millennium extinction calamity arrived. Caught unprepared, The Alps suffered severe losses during this catastrophe. Many primordial gods were injured or even perished. Yet, thanks to the mysterious mountain lord, The Alps managed to survive.

Before the Second Era ended, the mountain lord, foreseeing the arrival of the Millennial Cataclysm, made extensive preparations. Just before the destruction of heaven and earth, the mountain lord's power ascended beyond that of a celestial god. They united other factions to form an unprecedented super alliance that stopped the collapse of the world, preserving numerous top factions and powerful figures.

Thus, The Alps came to be known as the "Sacred Mountain," and its renown spread across every corner of the planes. To such an extent that the major powers, while knowing little about The Celestial, revered the existence of the Sacred Mountain. Nearly every faction considered ascending The Alps and serving under its banner as the ultimate honor.

The growing fame of the Sacred Mountain inevitably provoked The Celestial's ire. After all, in this plane, there could only be one supreme ruler.

As the Third Era drew to a close, The Alps endured an unprecedented assault from The Celestial.

In that battle, mountains crumbled, planes shattered, and The Alps was nearly obliterated. Countless primordial gods perished in the carnage, and the once-towering peak of the planes was all but erased.

In the aftermath of this war, The Celestial's power and reputation surged, while all traces of The Alps were meticulously wiped from history. Yet, despite the devastating loss of its celestial gods, the mountain lord fought until the very end. In their rage, they launched a grand counterattack against The Celestial, charging alone into the heart of their domain. The battle was so fierce that it caused heaven and earth to tremble, plunging the sun and moon into darkness. None of The Celestial's forces could halt the mountain lord's advance; history records that the corpses of gods rained down like a deluge.

Eventually, The Celestial was forced to intervene personally. Even then, they were unable to subdue the mountain lord outright.

Their clash raged across the heavens for an unknown length of time. The skies wept blood, a scene visible to all factions. Whether day or night, the heavens remained a crimson hue, infused with the power of The Celestial and the mountain lord.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Ultimately, The Celestial emerged victorious. The mountain lord mysteriously vanished, never to be seen again. Despite The Celestial's triumph, they refrained from initiating another extinction calamity for the next two eras. Over time, all mention of The Alps dwindled, turning it into a forbidden subject.

To think that descendants of The Alps still existed, and each radiated extraordinary strength!

Rachel turned to Owen. After hearing his explanation, she began to understand why the descendants of the primordial gods were here. This place was Demon Abyss, the most dark and perilous region of the planes.

They didn't live here-they were sealed here for eternity.

As this realization dawned on her, the gates of the walled village nearby were suddenly pushed open by a pair of wrinkled hands.

An elderly man, led by Raina, emerged slowly. Despite his kindly appearance, with snow- white hair and a gentle face, Owen felt an inexplicable sense of oppression emanating from him.

Owen's expression grew grave. As someone who had reached the level of a Throne Celestial, it was rare for anyone to make him feel such subtle pressure. This elder was undoubtedly a being of unimaginable power, surpassing even the Throne Celestial level!

The elder approached Owen and Rachel, his gaze lingering briefly on Rachel with a hint of surprise. A succubus progenitor's bloodline was an exceedingly rare existence, no matter the era. However, his attention quickly shifted to Owen.

At first glance, Owen seemed ordinary, apart from his appearance. Yet, upon closer inspection, the elder detected a faint sense of danger emanating from him.

"Raina, are these your friends?" the elder asked, extending a friendly hand toward Owen.

Sensing no hostility, Owen smiled and shook the elder's hand. "It's an honor to meet a senior here. I hope we haven't caused any trouble."

The elder laughed heartily and shook his head. "I'm just an ordinary old man, undeserving of such a title. But you, young man, are far from ordinary. Not only do you possess the purest light power, but also the essence of darkness-and something even I cannot discern!" Owen's heart skipped a beat. He had known the elder was extraordinary, but to have his secrets seen through so easily still left him shaken. The pure light power stemmed from the legacy of the God of Light, while the dark essence likely originated from a drop of eldritch blood. As for the undetectable element, it was likely the Sky Burning Pattern and the Perfect [Order] he had obtained.

Rachel was equally astonished. Many of Owen's powers were closely guarded secrets, yet this elder had seen through them with ease.

The elder's gaze carried a trace of amusement as he observed Rachel and Owen. Even Raina and the others were surprised by the elder's interest in Owen.

Just then, the elder smiled and reassured Raina, "It seems his body is unscathed—there's nothing to worry about."

Raina, who had secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stiffened as the elder exposed her concern. Both Princess Marry and Raina's disciples exchanged amused, disdainful glances. After all, Raina had been openly dismissive of Owen earlier, yet now she was evidently worried about

him.

Flustered, Raina muttered, "Chief, Owen and Rachel fell from the surface of Demon Abyss. Let them stay here for now."

The elder nodded. "Since they're here, they're family. You can live here from now on."

Owen was taken aback. He had no intention of staying here indefinitely. However, before he could protest, the village's curious inhabitants swarmed out of the gates, eager to meet the

newcomers.

"Big sister, what's your name? You're so pretty!"

A snot-nosed boy ran up to Rachel, wiping his nose on his sleeve as he stared at her with wide

eyes.

"Sister, here's a talisman my mom made for me-it's for you!"