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

Chapter 477: Chapter473-Leslie's Terror



"This news is true. You all know Miss Leslie's strength. She single-handedly annihilated an entire Forbidden Zone, and even the Wraith Marshal met his end at her hands."

"Though Ysera and Miss Venus are exceptional individuals, compared to Miss Leslie, they fall far short. They have already been subdued by her strength and charm!"

"I've also heard that Miss Leslie's strength is unparalleled in the Pure Land!"

"Even the returning War Goddess cannot compare to Miss Leslie!"

"While the War Goddess's combat prowess is impressive, she has never achieved what Miss Leslie has. Right now, Miss Leslie is probably the foremost figure beneath The Celestial!"

Everyone spoke with great reverence for Leslie.

After all, Leslie's renown had been earned through sheer power!

...

At the same time, in a small world.

The War Goddess, clad in battle armor and exuding a killing aura, appeared within the small world.

Her body was stained with blood, and her armor was covered with crisscrossing battle scars, as if it could shatter at any moment.

Although she appeared gravely injured, her expression remained calm, as if she didn't care about her wounds.

However, when she saw Venus in the small world, her expression turned serious.

"Venus, what is the meaning of those rumors in the Pure Land?"

To the War Goddess, the leaders of the Rebel Alliance had always been Owen and the Goddess of Beauty.

But from what she had witnessed in the Pure Land, it seemed the Rebel Alliance only obeyed Leslie!

Even Venus followed Leslie's orders without question!

This was completely different from what she had imagined.

She had always been confident in Venus's ability to lead the Rebel Alliance.

After all, Venus's talent and strength were enough to place her among the best.

But now, this future genius she had so highly regarded, the leader of the Rebel Alliance, had supposedly become Leslie's maid, according to the rumors.

She couldn't understand!

Nor could she believe it was true, so she came to confront Venus directly.

Facing the War Goddess's questioning, Venus's eyes flickered with hesitation.

This woman, a friend and comrade of her father, had left a deep impression on her.

She knew the War Goddess had high hopes for her and had guided and helped her during her weaker days.

Feeling a pang of guilt, Venus replied softly, "War Goddess, I won't hide it from you. I am indeed Miss Leslie's maid now..."

Hearing these words, the War Goddess's icy, beautiful face instantly showed a trace of astonishment.

The rumors... the rumors were true?

How could Venus have fallen so low?!

Immediately, her heart surged with rage.

She knew Venus well-Leslie must have used some underhanded method to force Venus into submission.

Without hesitation, the War Goddess scolded her angrily,

"Even if Leslie holds something over you, do you realize who you are and what

responsibilities you bear? How could you become someone's maid?"

As the War Goddess grew increasingly furious, Venus quickly intervened,

"War Goddess, while this may seem inappropriate, it was my decision. Miss Leslie had nothing to do with it."

Hearing Venus still defending Leslie at such a moment, the War Goddess trembled with anger,

wishing she could slap some sense into her.

However, as her emotions flared, she forced herself to calm down.

After shooting Venus a sharp glare, she stormed toward the center of the small world.

Leslie must give her an explanation for this!

As the War Goddess charged angrily toward the center of the small world, Madelyn, sensing the tension, hurriedly blocked her path, fearing a confrontation with her elder sister.

However, the enraged War Goddess struck Madelyn aside with a single blow, sending her crashing into the central hall.

Seeing Madelyn thrown aside, Little Leslie, who had been by her side, widened her round eyes in anger, glaring at the War Goddess.

"You! Bad person!"

The War Goddess frowned. "Where did this brat come from? Get lost!"

With that, a domineering aura erupted from her, pressing down on Little Leslie.

At that moment, a graceful and commanding figure appeared before Little Leslie, dispelling

the oppressive aura emanating from the War Goddess entirely.

Seeing Leslie's appearance, the War Goddess fixed her cold gaze on her and demanded,

"Leslie, why have you treated Venus this way?"

Leslie glanced indifferently at Venus, ignoring her, and instead instructed Little Leslie to go

inside the hall and sleep.

Only then did she focus her icy gaze on Venus.

"Venus must have told you—she made a grave mistake by attacking Owen, and she must facen/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

the consequences!"

"If she truly repents, I might release her after she serves for several decades."

"Those who lay a hand on my husband will become corpses. Venus is lucky to be alive I've already shown her mercy."

As Leslie spoke, the War Goddess's breathing grew rapid.

It was the first time she had encountered someone so audacious!

"Leslie, you're too arrogant! Venus is the daughter of the God of Light!"

"Even if she made a mistake, you have no right to punish her, let alone make her your maid!"

To the War Goddess, Venus wasn't just her friend's daughter; she was also the hope of the

Rebel Alliance.

This was especially true after the God of Light sacrificed himself to create an opportunity for them to escape-everyone owed him an immense debt.

For someone to humiliate Venus like this was to insult them all!

Her fiery temper couldn't stand it.

However, Leslie's expression remained calm in the face of the War Goddess's accusations.

"The God of Light is indeed a remarkable elder, but so what? Venus is not the God of Light. Even if he were here, the result would not change!"

At these words, the atmosphere grew tense.

Those present felt a weight in the air, while the War Goddess's heart burned with endless fury.

This Leslie was truly insufferable!

If allowed to continue unchecked, what would she not dare to do?

Immediately, a towering aura of bloodlust erupted from the War Goddess, filling every corner

of the small world with savage battle imagery.

Most people present felt an oppressive weight in their hearts, their expressions filled with

fear as they looked at the War Goddess.

It was clear that this notoriously ferocious warrior was truly enraged.

At that moment, Leslie calmly watched the raging War Goddess. Chains of dominion, ancient

and immutable, emerged from the void, clattering and sparking.

The oppressive aura of the War Goddess was instantly extinguished, as though doused by icy

rain.

She stared at Leslie in disbelief.

How could Leslie's power be so terrifying?

In her moment of shock, Leslie reached out her snow-white hand and grasped the War

Goddess's swan-like neck.

Her mana and aura were sealed within her, rendering her as powerless as an ordinary mage.

"War Goddess, you indeed have some strength and fame, but that is all in the past. If you dare

act insolently before me again, I will show no mercy!"

Leslie's cold voice echoed, leaving everyone present in shock.

They knew Leslie's reputation-she always meant what she said!

If the War Goddess continued to defy her, she would likely be killed!

As the tension reached its peak, Little Leslie's voice suddenly rang out from within the hall.

Hearing her daughter, Leslie immediately reined in her temper, releasing the War Goddess.

She then calmly entered the hall, as if nothing had happened.

Watching Leslie's departing figure, the War Goddess rubbed her sore throat, her stunning face

filled with astonishment.

"How can your power be so terrifying?"

The War Goddess had long reached the pinnacle of power, yet before Leslie, she felt as

insignificant as an ant.

It was the first time since becoming a Primordial God that she had felt this way.

Even after experiencing it herself, she found it hard to believe.