Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem

The Great Ugor's assessment of the Daughter was accurate. She was the purest underworlder. She was the peak of the Underworld. She was the Underworld given physical form. Right now, she could only exhibit part of her strength and powers, but that didn't change her nature.

The Great Ugor's assessment of the anti-underworld energy potion was half-right. The potion was the antithesis of underworld energy. Any underworlder, whether it was the Great Ugor, the Daughter, Jigak, or any nameless grunt would experience violent pain. If they were strong enough, they would be lucky enough to stay alive to feel that pain. If they were unlucky, they would die first.

But the anti-underworld energy potion was not the opposite of underworld energy. It was a product of it.

Without the materials affected by underworld energy and underworld energy itself, Alzara would never have been able to make the potions. The potions worked to scatter and dissipate any underworld energy it came in contact with, but they did nothing to destroy the underworld energy itself.

It was similar to how one of the best ways to extinguish a fire is to blow it up with explosives or bombs. Explosions follow the same principle as fire. They release energy through the combustion of specific materials.

Explosions are just a little more intense than fire, enough to blow away the air the fire needs to burn and blow out the fires.

The anti-underworld energy potions are similar.

An ordinary fire spirit wouldn't be able to suddenly handle the influx of explosions, which are similar to fire but thousands of times more intense, without exploding themselves.

Naturally, ordinary underworlders wouldn't be able to handle the anti-underworld energy potions, which induce the movement of underworld energy to beyond a thousand times more than its natural speed. The anti-underworld energy potions also propel the underworld energy straight away from themselves regardless of their location or position.

The chaotic movements of the underworld energy within an underworlders body would be too much for most underworlders to handle. Not only is it out of control and going in any and all directions, but it is also moving several times faster than they're used to while trying to flee the body. It would be impossible for an ordinary underworlder to survive, especially when their bodies themselves are made of underworld energy.

But the Daughter?

She doesn't force her control over the underworld energy. The underworld energy seeks to follow her every whim. If anything, she has to control it to keep it from acting on its own in her favor.

So, if she wishes to control the underworld energy, there's no way it wouldn't listen.

Of course, even the Daughter would struggle with her body trying to tear itself apart to escape the anti-underworld energy potion on her skin and the fact that her underworld energy is suddenly moving hundreds of times faster than usual.

But if her underworld energy is moving hundreds of times faster than usual, doesn't that also mean she can regenerate hundreds of times faster? Strengthen her body with hundreds of times the intensity.

The Daughter underwent a rapid cycle of continuous destruction and rebirth, only possible due to the overwhelming amount of underworld energy in the moat, replenishing the one her body used. The presence of so much underworld energy also suppressed the potion enough for her body to handle the pressure.
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The torture she had gone through the last few centuries strengthened her mind and numbed it to the pain.

Finally, she adapted. Her body grew accustomed to the rapid movements of her underworld energy due to the potion. Her body was strong enough that it would no longer be torn apart by the underworld energy. And the potion faded, finally freeing her from her prison of destruction and rebirth.

In the first place, she had only gotten a splash of the potion on her. Under so much underworld energy, it couldn't hold up for long. It had broken down just in time for the Daughter to save Mandra, who had kept the Great Ugor occupied long enough for her to go through the flames of hell and come out stronger.

And now she was strong enough to fight with the Great Ugor on equal footing. Even the Great Ugor had to be wary of her punches.

She wasn't strong enough to break his bones, but she bruised his skin. She made him bleed.

She was faster. She regenerated and recovered from any damage he managed to inflict on her in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, the tides of battle had turned in the Daughter's favor.

The Great Ugor was at a loss.

He didn't understand why the Daughter was suddenly so strong. He didn't understand how the potion worked.

In the Great Ugor's mind, the Daughter should have either succumbed to the potion or somehow washed herself of its effects and healed, recovering to the level of strength she had before she was doused in it.

She should not have become this strong from coming into contact with a lethal poison. That was not how things worked.

But no matter how little the Great Ugor liked it, there was no denying the Daughter's strength. He had to do something about it before it was too late.

However, the Great Ugor was hesitant. What he was about to do would be irreversible. There would be no going back.

But when the Daughter landed a blow hard enough to crack his forearm, the Great Ugor knew he had to do it.

His body was sturdy, but it didn't hold the disgustingly ridiculous regenerative powers other underworlders had. Without something like that, he could never fight on equal footing with the Daughter. Sooner or later, the damage he took would accumulate and lead to his doom.

Then, he would feel the soul-searing pain of the Daughter trying to tear his gem out again. He would lose. He would die.

Over anything else, that was the one thing the Great Ugor didn't want. He steeled his resolve.

"Fuck!" He shouted and stomped his foot hard, cracking the floor and creating a shockwave that held the Daughter back for a moment.

The Great Ugor exhaled. He took a deep breath. He inhaled from the bottom of his stomach.

Suddenly, all the underworld energy in the room started flowing toward him.

He was embracing his nature as an underworlder.