"Among all bloodlines, those ranked at Sequence o are the most coveted. Once such a bloodline is discovered, the major factions will engage in bloody, ruthless competition, sparing no cost!"
"Just below these are the divine bodies associated with extre mana. This includes traits like the Blood Eye and other physical mutations, as well as ancient bloodlines like those of the primordial succubus. When a divine body erges, it too becos a target of contention among the factions, though the intensity is sowhat less fierce-more asured and calculated rather than a fight to the death."
Hearing this, Madelyn was taken aback. While she had always known her eyes were special, she never imagined they would be so highly valued by the various factions of the Sanctuaries.
Rachel was equally astonished. Although she possessed the ancient succubus constitution, she had always suppressed her aura, assuming it went unnoticed.
However, the elf queen's assured gaze suggested she had seen through Rachel's disguise. So this was the caliber of a celestial god-tier mage?
Even under Leslie's oppressive power, the elf queen's insight was terrifying.
"Beyond these mainstream top-tier constitutions, there are other extraordinary traits, though they attract far less attention."
"Aside from ranking special constitutions, we've also been compiling a detailed profile of Owen. Aren't you curious where Owen ranks?"
Leslie, ever concerned with matters relating to Owen, imdiately fixed her gaze intently on the elf queen.
The elf queen replied earnestly, "From the mont Owen erged on the stage, he has risen through the ranks without a single defeat.
Be it prodigies or veteran figures, all who have stood against him have t crushing defeat."
"Even before ascending to the god-tier mage rank, he has slain true god-tier mages and even contended with a God King!"
"Such a record is unprecedented in history!"
"Owen has created a legend- an unparalleled tale."
"Thus, even though we don't know his exact constitution or talent, he has already surpassed all historical figures."
"He is in a league of his own, above all special constitutions."
"The undisputed Number One across all planes!"
"And he is the one figure for whom every faction is willing to pay any price to obtain."
As the elf queen's words faded, everyone present was stunned into silence.
Number One across all planes!
Stanley and the others could feel their breathing quicken, their gazes growing increasingly fervent.
They had already recognized Owen's extraordinary talent and strength, especially after Academy City had declared him an unparalleled figure, even creating a unique ranking list for him-one that surpassed all historical prodigies.
However, they hadn't expected that even among the Sanctuaries and Forbidden Zones, Owen was considered an unprecedented existence.
Truly, they had aligned themselves with a figure the likes of whom had never appeared before and likely never would again-a supre prodigy.
Every other prodigy paled in comparison to Owen.
Understanding this, it beca clear why so many factions' won valued Owen so highly.
Owen's bloodline was terrifyingly unique.
Even though he had yet to set foot in the Sanctuaries, his na had already spread there. The re thought of what would happen when Owen finally entered the Sanctuaries was unimaginable—he would surely cause a tempest of unparalleled magnitude.
"Brother, you'd better be careful when you go out from now on. If soone ambushes you and drags you off to be their husband, I won't have such a great brother anymore!" Madelyn teased, laughing.
"Master! Master belongs to ! No one can take him away!" Seraphina exclaid
passionately, her tiny fists waving in the air. "He's already been taken once by a bad woman— there won't be a next ti!"
Madelyn pinched Seraphina's chubby cheeks, laughing. "You're still not strong enough to back up that claim. Focus on growing stronger."
"Besides, there's also the 'bad daughter' you ntioned protecting your brother now."
Rachel, standing nearby, wore a grave expression. "Leslie is truly furious now. This elf queen is practically digging her own grave."
Madelyn nodded in agreent.
When Leslie was truly enraged, she beca unnervingly calm-a silence akin to a ghost ready to strike and claim lives.
Seeing Leslie's icy deanor, Owen knew he couldn't let the situation escalate further. In a flash, he moved to stand before Leslie.
Just as he did, Leslie struck. Her long, pale hand shot out, seizing the elf queen by the throat. The chill of her murderous intent enveloped the elf queen entirely, forming a thin layer of frost over her body.
"Why are you so agitated? It's simply the truth. Or do you think you don't deserve Owen?" the elf queen sneered.
Her words had barely left her lips when she t Leslie's cold, piercing gaze, which froze her to the core. It felt as though she had been cast into an icy wasteland.
"Don't think being part of my plans grants you the right to act so wantonly!"
Leslie's voice was devoid of emotion, and as it echoed, the elf queen felt her lifespan being rcilessly stripped away.
It was as if a bone-chilling wind was slicing through her body, inflicting a sensation of death by a thousand cuts.
Yet, the elf queen held her ground, eting Leslie's oppressive gaze with unyielding
defiance.
"What's the matter? No guts to kill ? Or were all your threats just empty words?"
Having been enslaved by Leslie's mind magic, even ending her own life was no longer an
option.
But as a queen, she clung to her pride. The prospect of truly becoming Leslie's maid was more unbearable than death itself-a tornt a thousand tis worse.
Thus, provoking Leslie into killing her seed the only escape.
Leslie stared at her coldly, the dominion of her aura pressing down relentlessly on the elf
queen's soul.
It was as if an invisible hand toyed with her very essence, threatening to rip it apart with a
re thought.
But Leslie had no intention of doing so.
She saw through the elf queen's plan.
She glanced at Owen, who had rushed to her side, his silence suggesting he wouldn't
intervene.
"Why don't you try convincing to let her go?" Leslie asked.
"I considered it at first since she could be useful to our plans. But on second thought, as long
as you're happy, that's all that matters," Owen replied with a smile.
Hearing this, Leslie's icy expression softened, a hint of tenderness appearing in her gaze.
She knew Owen loved her just as deeply as she loved him.
She was willing to give everything for Owen, and he would do the sa for her.
The elf queen's provocations, as well as those from the other saints and divine won of the
Sanctuaries, now seed insignificant.
After all, what mattered most was that she had Owen's heart.
With this thought, Leslie released the elf queen's throat.
Owen took her cold hand in his, smiling warmly. "It's not ideal having so many people
targeting , but let them be envious. I'm Leslie's man, after all!"
"Others can dream all they want. It's pointless. You know how I feel about you, don't you?"
As he spoke, Owen wrapped an arm around Leslie's slender waist, pulling her into his
embrace.
Leslie, flustered, struggled slightly, aware they were in full view of everyone. But after a brief
mont, she lted into his warm arms.
Yes, Owen was hers.
She had only been montarily overwheld by the sheer number of shaless won
eyeing him.
But thinking it through, she realized there was no reason to worry.
She and Owen were inseparable. No one else stood a chance. Still, once they entered the Sanctuaries, should any saint or divine woman truly dare to target
Owen, she would deal with them-just as she had with the elf queen.
They would either beco her maids or face certain death.
She would make it clear to the world that anyone she claid as hers was untouchable.
Even if it ant rivers of blood, she would not hesitate.
Seeing Leslie return to her composed, confident self, Owen felt both relieved and deeply
moved.
As the ultimate antagonist, Leslie had never cared for anyone deeply. No one had ever truly
mattered to her.
But now, he had found a place in her heart.
He had truly reached the heart of this extraordinary villainess.
Overwheld with emotion, Owen leaned in and kissed Leslie's crimson lips.
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