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

Chapter 492: Chapter488-The Defeat of the Emerald Dreamscape



In this terrifying massacre, nearly one-tenth of all life in the Emerald Dreamscape became food for the divine beast's insatiable hunger.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the War Goddess and top warriors of the Rebel Alliance, including the Lord of Stars, arrived just in time to force the Serpent of the End to retreat.

However, everyone knew that with The Celestial now intervening in the battle, even with the return of the War Goddess and the other top warriors, the final outcome could no longer be changed. At most, they could only delay the inevitable.

Moreover, if The Celestial decided to further escalate its involvement, it would only be a matter of time before the Emerald Dreamscape became a thing of legend.

Countless mages of the Pure Land sighed in despair.

The Celestial was still The Celestial, supreme and unmatched. Once it decided to exert its full power, it was impossible to resist.

...

While the Pure Land was gripped by despair, Vanessa, standing in the small world, stared blankly at the Tree of World before her, looking like a soulless puppet.

Venus watched Vanessa in her dazed state, unsure of how to console her.

The death of the God of Alchemy was a heavy blow to everyone, but for Vanessa, once the heiress of the Alchemist Guild, it was an unbearable shock.

All Venus could do was gently pat Vanessa's back, hoping she could recover from her sorrow

soon.

After all, this was not the end-it was only the beginning.

Elsewhere near the Tree of World, Madelyn, who had been gravely injured by the Bright King, sat cross-legged in a river radiating vibrant life energy, doing her best to heal her wounds.

The Bright King's power was overwhelming. The wounds on her body still carried traces of the golden radiance he had left, preventing them from healing and causing her excruciating pain.

Her brows furrowed deeply, and her stunningly beautiful face trembled slightly from the agony.

During the Bright King's attack, she had been utterly crushed. If not for her ability to unleash a sudden surge of power as Death's Calamity in her severely injured state, she would likely have perished at the Bright King's hands that day.

Beside Madelyn, Ysera, the Lord of the Celestial God Palace, Seraphina, the Dark Elf Queen, and others were also dealing with varying degrees of injuries.

Thankfully, they had managed to escape alive. Now, with the concentrated life energy of the small world stabilizing their injuries, they would recover in time.

Elsa, acting as a healer, busied herself treating their wounds and replacing tattered garments. Her face grew increasingly pale.

Although she didn't know the exact details, it was clear that everyone here-Owen and Leslie's closest and most powerful allies-had suffered devastating injuries.

How dire had the situation become for things to reach this point?

The thought sent Elsa into a quiet panic as she turned to the War Goddess with a pleading look.

"War Goddess, what should we do now?"

Her voice trembled slightly. Though Elsa was a capable mage, her abilities were far inferior to those of Madelyn and the others.

Seeing them so severely injured, Elsa felt utterly helpless, her composure shaken.

The War Goddess remained silent for a moment before glancing at Venus and replying slowly:

"There's no need to worry too much just yet. Although the situation is dire, we haven't reached the point of total despair. The Lord of Stars is already strategizing, and we can still buy some time to figure out a plan."

Even though Venus knew these words were meant to comfort Elsa and the others, she couldn't help but feel a pang of unease.

Time was a luxury they didn't have.

Although the Lord of Stars was rallying other mages to put up resistance, and the returning mages were among their most elite, they could only barely stabilize the situation.

This fragile balance hinged entirely on The Celestial refraining from deploying additional top-tier powerhouses.

Should The Celestial send more heavyweights, their slim chances of survival would vanish entirely.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The War Goddess, noticing Venus's concerns, walked over to her and spoke quietly: "From what I know, The Celestial is unlikely to send more reinforcements against us this time."

"The internal strife among The Celestial has reached a critical stage."

"They care far more about their own lives and power than they do about us."

Although Venus was aware of this, hearing the War Goddess confirm it allowed her to relax slightly.

Venus then asked earnestly, "If The Celestial doesn't send more reinforcements, how much longer can we hold out?"

The War Goddess looked up at the sky.

"We should be able to hold out for a while-at least until The Celestial decides on their final successor."

Venus froze for a moment and turned to the War Goddess.

"After The Celestial settles their succession, will we still have a chance?"

The Celestial's inability to eliminate them outright was due to the balance of power between two rival factions within The Celestial. Without this balance, their situation would be extremely precarious.

Once there was only one ruling Celestial, nothing would hold them back, and their doom would be inevitable.

Seeing Venus's deep worry, the War Goddess gently shook her head.

"Just as The Celestial has its trump cards, so do we. However, we can't use them lightly. They must be loyed at the critical moment to achieve the greatest impact..."

Hearing this, Venus finally showed a faint smile.

It was clear that both the War Goddess and the Lord of Stars had made extensive preparations

for this day.

The War Goddess nodded slightly and was about to speak further when a soft, childlike voice

came from not far away.

"Auntie, hasn't my mom come back yet?"

Everyone froze at the sound and turned toward its source.

Perched on one of the branches of the World Tree, little Leslie stood gazing into the distance,

as if searching for Leslie and Owen.

The sight made the War Goddess and the others' eyes grow misty.

Owen had fallen into the Demon Abyss, and Leslie's whereabouts were unknown.

At such a tender age, little Leslie had already lost the companionship of both her parents.

The War Goddess fell silent.

Leslie's close relationship with Tsukihime, the Celestial Emperor, was something even the War Goddess found hard to believe despite having witnessed it firsthand.

After all, Tsukihime was a figure even she deeply revered.

"Be a good girl, little Leslie. Your mom must have gone to find your dad. They'll be back

soon," the War Goddess said with firm conviction.

"Really? Will Mom and Dad come back together soon?"

Little Leslie's eyes lit up.

After a brief pause, the War Goddess nodded decisively.

"Of course. Look at who your parents are-they're the most brilliant prodigies in the world."

Hearing this, little Leslie finally relaxed.

She seemed to think of something and looked toward Seraphina, who was recovering beneath

the World Tree.

"Aunt War Goddess, Aunt Venus, I heard from Seraphina that you're hurt badly. Did someone

bully you?"

"Tell me, okay? I'm really strong now, and I can help!"

Little Leslie patted her chest confidently, her determination clear.

Seeing little Leslie's puffed-up cheeks and spirited expression, the War Goddess and the

others couldn't help but smile, their hearts warmed by her cuteness.

Her protective nature reminded them of Owen and Leslie, both of whom were formidable yet

fiercely protective.

"Don't worry, little one. Those bullies won't be smug for long."

"Besides, no matter what happens, it's our job to protect you, not the other way around."

As she spoke, the War Goddess felt an overwhelming affection for little Leslie and gently

kissed her on the cheek.

The others surrounded little Leslie, comforting and encouraging her.

With little Leslie's cheerful presence, the somber mood began to lift.

But this reprieve didn't last long.

Charlotte rushed into the small world, delivering intelligence reports compiled into booklets,

which she handed to Madelyn and the others.

After reading them, the War Goddess and Venus's expressions turned grim. Without delay,

they left the small world.

Seeing them leave in such a hurry, Elsa quickly worked to soothe little Leslie, asking her to

wait for their return.