Chapter 238: Chapter238-Archdemon: In Need of a Bed-Warmer
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God Emperor!
Far surpassing god-tier and God King, a God Emperor was a towering figure among mages!
If a God King was the strongest mage most people would ever encounter in their lifetime, then a God Emperor was a being so rare and powerful that most mages would never even see
one.
These mages were so powerful and so few in number that they held immense sway over Middle Earth.
A single footstep from them could shake the entire realm.
Owen never expected that such a powerful God Emperor would appear here.
Moreover, the old man in black bore a striking resemblance to Leslie, not just in appearance, but also in the innate arrogance they both carried.
The gods of Middle Earth immediately recognized the black-clad elder.
Daemon-Rosewood!
A heavyweight figure of the Rosewood family!
Thinking back to how the Rosewood family had previously sent someone to persuade Leslie to return, it became clear that this elder was indeed Leslie''s grandfather.
And this was true.
However, Leslie''s expression grew colder as she looked at her so-called grandfather, a hint of madness and murderous intent flashing in her eyes.
The old man glared at Leslie, "You rebellious girl! Disrespecting the order of Middle Earth, defying the family head''s command, and even disregarding the family''s arrangements to pledge your life to another-such actions are treacherous and lawless!"
He had just arrived and was already casting a sidelong, disdainful glance at Leslie.
"Hmph, you call me lawless and treacherous? Who do you think you are, old man?" Leslie shot back coldly, showing no respect.
"You... you... you are utterly unfilial!"
Daemon''s face flushed with anger. He had been about to remind her that he was her grandfather, but seeing her complete disregard for authority, he deemed her unworthy of being part of the Rosewood family.
"Unfilial? From the moment you cast my mother and me out of the family, abandoning us to fend for ourselves, I severed all ties with that so-called family!"
Leslie''s aura grew even colder. "And as for how you treated my mother, I''ll make sure to hold you accountable for that myself in the future!"
Upon hearing this, Daemon''s already boiling rage erupted, and he swung his hand to slap Leslie across her fair cheek.
"You ungrateful wretch!"
His slap came swiftly, and Leslie, despite her current power, had no time to evade.
But at that moment, a fist blocked Daemon''s hand, the powerful strike pushing the elder back several steps.
Owen had appeared in front of Leslie, staring coldly at Daemon, who was quick to regain his footing.
Although Daemon was a God Emperor, within this field, his mana was sealed just like everyone else''s, reducing him to nothing more than a physically stronger mortal.
Owen had no fear of him!
"Old man, lay a hand on my wife again, and I''ll break your legs!"
Owen''s voice was stern, icy, and full of threat.
The gods of Middle Earth were stunned, staring in disbelief at Owen.
They hadn''t expected him to speak so brazenly, even in the presence of a God Emperor!
continuously.
"Good! Good! Let''s see how many more punches you can throw!"
Enraged after being forced back by Owen''s punch, Daemon steadied himself and charged
forward once again.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The two clashed once more, their punches coming faster and faster, until their movements
became impossible to follow, with only the deafening sound of explosions and the
increasingly chaotic waves of energy filling the air.
The gods of Middle Earth were left dumbstruck.
They had thought that Owen''s ability to kill God Kings was his limit, but now, even against a
God Emperor, he was gaining the upper hand!
Daemon''s face had gone pale, his mind reeling.
Why was it that no matter how much stronger and more powerful his fist intent became, he
still couldn''t suppress Owen?
On the contrary, Owen''s punches seemed to grow sharper and more refined with each strike!
Boom!
With each punch of the Heaven Emperor Fist, Owen''s strength became more unified.
His eyes locked onto Daemon''s fist energy, and no matter how it changed, Owen remained immovable, his fist intent building continuously.
At a certain moment, the air trembled and shattered, and Daemon was sent flying.
The black robes on his arms ripped apart, revealing blood-soaked arms riddled with cracks,
nearly limp.
The Heaven Emperor Fist grew stronger the longer it fought, continuously accumulating force, whereas Daemon''s technique, though seemingly improving, lacked the ability to fundamentally evolve like Owen''s.
Caught off guard, Daemon was severely injured!
The excruciating pain in his arms made Daemon''s eyes bloodshot, and the humiliation of
being beaten down by Owen only stoked his rage.
"Damn it!"
He cursed as Owen, sensing victory, pressed his attack, seemingly intent on finishing Daemon
off as he had with the God Kings.
Daemon''s heart skipped a beat.
But just then, Owen suddenly halted his advance. A system notification had warned him that
the field was about to expire!
It was over!
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