363 Chapter359-Owen Surrounded
After Owen quickly fled with the Lord of the Celestial God Palace, Flora grew even more enraged.
She had finally caught up to him, only to lose him yet again. Gritting her teeth in frustration, she wished she could tear Owen apart.
At that mont, several sharp beams of light descended from the sky, landing around Flora and encircling her.
Sensing the oppressive auras locking onto her, Flora's nerves tightened instantly.
Erald Dreamscape's forces!
Leading the group was a woman clad in erald-green armor, gripping a spear with icy resolve.
Her killing intent was so intense that it seed to stain the air red.
She was none other than Candice, the commanding general of Erald Dreamscape.
Surrounding her were three more formidable presences—each a terrifying god-tier entity.
However, Flora found their energy signatures unfamiliar. They weren't celestial gods of Erald Dreamscape but rather warriors from The Celestial, serving under the God of Sches, Loki.
"Flora, how dare you attack the Lord of Ysera!" Candice roared, her voice filled with fury.
Recognizing Flora, the Erald Dreamscape warriors exuded animosity.
After all, Flora's faction in the Howling Highlands had long been a thorn in Erald Dreamscape's side, engaging in constant skirmishes over the years.
Flora snorted disdainfully. "I have no idea what you're talking about. I was rely a bystander today."
Candice narrowed her eyes. "Deny it all you like! Hand over the Lord of Ysera imdiately, or not only will you die here today, but the Howling Highlands will cease to exist!"
Flora sneered. "Hah! Don't think you can fra just because you outnumber . I haven't even seen the Lord of Ysera!"
Candice's voice turned colder. "Is that so? Then we'll capture you and search your soul to find out!"
With that, she prepared to strike.
Flora stared back, undaunted. "You'd declare war on the Howling Highlands over this? Even without the Lord of Ysera, Erald Dreamscape isn't invincible!"
She knew that simple threats wouldn't dissuade them, especially in the current chaos of Ysera's disappearance.
Taking the initiative, Flora declared, "The Lord of Ysera was taken by a mysterious man!"
A mysterious man?
Candice recalled hearing soone call out Flora's na earlier.
Sensing that Candice was beginning to believe her, Flora fanned the flas further. "I was tracking that man when I ended up here.
He's gone now, and he must have taken the Lord of Ysera with him!"
Candice fell silent, her gaze dropping to the bloodstains on the ground.
Clearly, there had been a fight here, and the lingering energy was indeed powerful—likely that of the Lord of Ysera.
However, Candice wasn't fully convinced. She turned to the robed figures beside her, emissaries of the God of Sches.
"We can't let him escape. Pursue him!" one of the robed figures commanded coldly. Turning to Flora, he added, "You're coming with us."
The three celestial gods under The Celestial imdiately sprang into action.
Flora, though reluctant to work alongside Erald Dreamscape's forces, saw an opportunity to pursue Owen. Her eyes glead with a cold, murderous intent.
"You won't escape this ti," she muttered. No matter what, they now shared a common enemy.
anwhile, Owen continued fleeing through the forest with the Lord of the Celestial God Palace slung over his shoulder.
The deeper he went, the more acutely he felt the terrifying remnants of energy lingering in the void. His expression grew increasingly serious.
Even after countless years, these residual traces still radiated a power so overwhelming that it could shake even celestial gods.
Activating such energy would unleash a destructive force beyond imagination.
Owen couldn't fathom what kind of being had left behind such traces, but now wasn't the ti to investigate.
Just then, the Lord of the Celestial God Palace, carried over his shoulder, began to stir.
As she regained consciousness, the searing pain from the deep, black wound on her abdon made her frown.
She suddenly realized that she was being carried—by a man! Her body tensed, and she struggled violently to break free.
Owen, feeling like he was carrying a thrashing fish, didn't humor her resistance. He unceremoniously tossed her to the ground.
She landed with a soft bounce, her curves accentuated by the impact as dried leaves scattered around her.
Her eyes reddened slightly with pain as she glared at Owen.
Despite his refined appearance, he had treated her so roughly!
As the golden sunlight filtered through the canopy, her pale skin seed to glow, adding a fragile beauty that could tug at anyone's heartstrings.
Owen had seen many beautiful won, but he couldn't help glancing at her a few more tis.
Noticing his gaze, the Lord of the Celestial God Palace stiffened, her muscles taut with wariness.
This man didn't seem to have good intentions!
Gripping her Thunder Staff tightly, she felt the Order of Thunder coursing through it and found so solace. If he dared lay a hand on her, she would show no rcy.
Sensing her hostility, Owen smirked. "In your current state, do you really think you can take on?"
She fixed him with an unwavering glare, her grip tightening on the staff.
"Why are you staring at like that? I saved you," Owen said, spreading his hands in exasperation. "The one who ambushed you is still out there. Without , you'd already be dead."
"If you truly an to save , why not take back to the Celestial God Palace? What are your real intentions?" she retorted, her voice icy.
From the mont she saw him, she had been alard by the lack of any discernible energy from his body.
Yet she could feel a powerful pressure radiating from him. This was not normal. His strength likely rivaled her own at her peak!
Annoyed by her suspicion, Owen replied dryly, "You may be attractive, but I already have a wife who's far prettier than you.
You don't need to be so guarded. If you're playing hard to get, the best I can offer is making you my second wife."
"You rogue! Shaless scoundrel!" she spat, swinging her staff at him in fury.
Owen didn't dodge. He effortlessly snatched the staff from her and said coldly, "Don't move. I can save you, but I can just as easily kill you."
His threatening tone made her freeze. She had no doubt that Owen was capable of following through.
"What do you want?" she demanded, her voice laced with anger and fear. In her current condition, she had no choice but to bide her ti and wait for an opportunity.
Owen chuckled, preparing to tease her further, but his expression suddenly turned serious as he looked toward the forest ahead. A familiar figure erged—Flora.
"You beast. Let's see where you run this ti!" she snarled, only to falter when she noticed the person beside Owen. It wasn't Ysera, but the Lord of the Celestial God Palace!
"How is this possible?!" Flora's mind reeled. This had to be Owen's doing.
"The Lord of the Celestial God Palace?!" Candice and her three celestial god companions appeared, their eyes narrowing at the sight of the lord beside Owen.
Erald Dreamscape and the Celestial God Palace had long been mortal enemies.
They recognized the lord imdiately—her face and aura were etched into their very bones.
But wasn't the one who fell here supposed to be the Lord of Ysera?
Candice turned to Owen, her expression grave. "Who are you?"
Behind her, the celestial gods all fixed their piercing gazes on Owen. After a mont, recognition flickered in the eyes of three of them.
"It's you!" they exclaid, disbelief evident in their voices.
Candice glanced at them in surprise. "You know him, Senior?"
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