Chapter 210: Chapter210-Leslie Declares Her Sovereignty


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    "The sun? Are you saying Rachel grew a sun in the small world?!"


    Owen was startled by the mental wave Seraphina sent him.


    Growing a sun!


    Owen was shocked. According to his calculations, it would take three months for that small world to generate light. Yet, thanks to Rachel''s bloodline, it had only been less than a month, and there were already such incredible results!


    Leslie, unaware of the situation, curiously asked, "Owen, what''s going on?"


    Owen immediately explained the situation regarding Rachel''s kidnapping and the Tree of World.


    "The succubus progenitor''s bloodline, held alone in a small world..."


    Leslie narrowed her eyes, murmuring to herself.


    She was well aware that men were often fickle creatures, and when faced with an


    extraordinary beauty, they could easily lose control of themselves.


    Even though she knew Owen wasn''t an ordinary man, Leslie also understood the unique allure of a succubus.


    Their temptation could make any man willing to do anything.


    Rachel, not only of noble birth but also possessing the bloodline of the succubus progenitor, had a seductive power that was beyond ordinary.


    Moreover, even after being imprisoned in Owen''s small world, she had diligently taken care of the Tree of World...


    Leslie nodded slightly, saying, "I didn''t expect a hostage to be of such use. Since that''s the case, let''s go see her together. With the bloodline of the succubus progenitor, she must be an exceptional beauty."


    Hearing the jealousy in Leslie''s words, Owen''s mouth twitched.


    He had thought Leslie didn''t care about such things, but now it seemed that no matter the woman, bloodlines couldn''t escape such rivalry.


    Both Leslie and Rachel were anything but ordinary women.


    The thought of them meeting and possibly competing for dominance made Owen feel a headache coming on.


    Luckily, at that moment, a piercing sound came from the distant sky, followed by a chilling cold rapidly sweeping over them!


    The Fallen Angels had arrived!


    Owen and Leslie immediately shifted their attention to the sky, their expressions growing serious.


    As they looked toward the horizon, the mages and commoners within the capital felt the temperature plummet, becoming bone-chilling cold.


    Confused, they glanced around. Snow began to fall from the sky, and wherever it landed, a thin layer of frost quickly spread, creating a biting cold.


    Many who witnessed this were deeply frightened.


    "Fallen Angels!"


    "The Fallen Angels are here!"


    Their fears were soon confirmed as cries of terror echoed through the capital, causing panic to spread.


    Harming Owen''s family was a surefire way to invite the wrath of many.


    But Otto hadn''t expected Owen to be *this* angry!


    The determination radiating from Owen was absolute-there would be no stopping him.


    The Pyrothrone Kingdom was no ordinary foe, and Owen had taken a huge risk this time!


    However, Otto knew that while Owen was still only at the master-tier, his talent, strength, and influence had already made him like a young dragon soaring toward the heavens. This attack on the Pyrothrone Kingdom, driven by his immense rage, would surely be remembered in history, regardless of the outcome.


    And now Otto himself was involved in this monumental event.


    Otto''s attention shifted to Seraphina, who was on Owen''s arm. Noticing the aura she exuded,


    Otto''s face showed a deep sense of shock.


    "It''s been so little time since I last saw her, and her bloodline has already reached semi-god- tier? That bloodline growth rate is terrifying! Is this the fearsome potential of the continent''s


    number one spellbeast?!"


    Owen''s expression remained calm. "It''s only semi-god-tier. At my current rate of nurturing, she''ll reach god-tier bloodline soon enough. That day isn''t far off."


    Hearing Owen''s words, Seraphina nodded firmly, her trust in Owen deeply ingrained in her


    very being. Owen patted her head and looked back at Otto. "Are all the Fallen Angels here?"


    Otto nodded, "This time, the three-tribe coalition includes three god-tier beings, seventeen sage-tier, countless master-tier experts, and over a thousand diamond-tier warriors.


    Everyone is assembled."


    The lineup was truly formidable!


    Still, the Pyrothrone Kingdom was not to be underestimated, and Owen remained cautious


    despite his newfound confidence.


    Otto looked Owen up and down. "Heading to Middle Earth with the [Order] and the Godslayer


    Staff in your possession... I doubt Middle Earth will let you leave easily. Are you sure you want


    to go?"


    The Pyrothrone Kingdom might not go all out against the coalition forces, but Owen was a different story.


    He had personal enmity with the Pyrothrone Kingdom''s Pyrothrone King, and with the coveted artifacts in his possession, Owen was sure to be a target.


    He would face overwhelming opposition.


    Owen said nothing, only nodded firmly.


    The Pyrothrone Kingdom had crossed a line. They had touched his untouchable reverse scale


    and must pay the price!


    As Owen''s emotions surged, he suddenly felt a soft hand clasp his own from behind.


    Turning, he saw it was Leslie.


    Leslie smiled gently and said, "I''ll go with you."