Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem

The Great Ugor grabbed the Daughter by the base of her neck and picked her up before throwing her into the ground hard enough to both crack the floor and make her bounce up. Before she could fall back, he stomped on her, forcing her into the indent she made the first time.

He raised his foot again and grabbed the air with his hands to give him more leverage as he stomped on her again. She had saved Mandra from this fate once so it was only right that she experienced it herself.

And unlike Mandra, she would have the fortune to experience it multiple times since. She. Didn't. Die.

The Great Ugor continued stomping the Daughter deeper and deeper into the floor with an unbeatable strength. She couldn't fight back regardless of how fast she recovered.

The Great Ugor wanted to continue, but his condition wasn't stable. He had to finish the transformation. When the Daughter was down to his elbow in the ground, he stopped. He scooped the nearby stone over her and flattened it, encasing her in stone.

Loose rubble shouldn't have been enough to stop her, but the Great Ugor packed it so hard that it was no longer loose. He also pushed it down so hard it penetrated her body. She couldn't move, nor could she gather any strength.

Her body was broken and without the space to recover. It still tried. It tried to push the stones out of her wounds and close them up, but if the stones didn't budge, there wasn't much her regeneration could do other than turn her into a malformed, mutated monster by healing her despite her misaligned limbs and the stones in her body.

The Daughter's powers of regeneration weren't so sloppy they would do that. Instead, they kept her alive. They closed up whatever wounds they could and reattached whatever nerves and blood vessels they could. They created more blood to cover the loss they couldn't prevent, and they prepared.

The moment an opportunity presented itself, whether it was due to the Daughter's struggles or someone else affecting the rubble, her regeneration would kick in at full force and heal her.

For now, the Daughter was buried in stone and trapped in a state of crippling injury.

Meanwhile, the Great Ugor was better and stronger than ever with nothing but underworld energy tying him down as he embraced all that came to him. He willingly let the underworld energy suffuse his body, refine every cell, and bathe his body in darkness.

The skin, muscle, and bone that were already on a level far beyond even the most seasoned martial artists due to the exposure to the underworld energy and the black gem underwent a metamorphosis under the underworld energy's baptism. Another level of strength was an apt way to put it.

The Great Ugor evolved.

He had held his misgivings about it, especially after he put the Daughter in the ground since he no longer needed the strength. But it was too late to regret it now. And he didn't regret it.

The overflowing strength he felt flowing through his veins was exactly what he had longed for. He felt invincible.

With this, he could overthrow how many empires he wanted. He could sit on whatever throne he wanted. He could kill whatever principal he wanted.

The Great Ugor inspected his hands as he clenched and unclenched his fists while reveling in his newfound strength.
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Why had he hesitated so for this? This was what he had wanted all along.

It came with the disgusting downside of immediate regeneration and being an official underworlder, but he didn't look that much different from before. And he wouldn't need to regenerate with his current strength. He was too strong for anyone to injure him.

The Great Ugor glanced at his feet.

He could try and kill the Daughter right now and finish what he started. But that would take a little time since her regeneration was even more disgusting now.

Instead, he looked toward the exit of the sixth layer. Yanael was trying to drag Alzara, Mandra, and Zach out of there.

The Great Ugor wouldn't let someone who had once offended him and caused such pain leave. No, they could leave, just not with their lives.

A shiver ran down Yanael's spine. She turned around and raised her shield right in time to receive the Great Ugor's punch. The shield shattered into a thousand tiny pieces that scattered over the sixth layer. The Great Ugor's fist continued to her arm, crushing it.

The Great Ugor raised an eyebrow.

He was much faster now than before. He doubted even Mandra or the Daughter could react to it.

But Yanael had. It was a little intriguing, but the Great Ugor didn't put any more thought into it. She might have reacted to it. But she was still powerless. She couldn't even take one blow before being sent backward.

But to her credit, she remained on her feet and she didn't take her eyes off the Great Ugor for a second.

Yanael's sword, halo, and wings glowed with sacred energy as she glared at the Great Ugor. She raised her weapon and stabilized her broken arm with her energy. She gritted her teeth.

"I won't let you," Yanael said with resolve. Alzara was barely clinging to consciousness. Mandra was unconscious and possibly on the verge of death. Zach was stone. Soara was missing.

Yanael was the only one who could protect them against the Great Ugor. She was weaker than Mandra and Soara and pretty equal to Alzara in terms of direct combat ability. Alzara was a rank higher than her because she didn't only specialize in combat. She was good at it, but she had helped Zach much more than any of the other familiars with her potions.

That alone earned her her rank.

Alzara had barely been able to react to the Gerat Ugor before his transformation. Even before his fight with Mandra when he was still unused to his strength, Alzara hadn't stood a chance.

Yanael would have most likely fared similarly against the Great Ugor of then.

Now that the Great Ugor was even stronger and strong enough to turn the Daughter, who had also powered up, into a rag, Yanael didn't even stand a chance.

But as she stood between the Great Ugor and Zach, Alzara, and Mandra, there was not a hint of fear or hesitation in her eyes. There was nothing to fear. There was no reason to hesitate.

All she had to do was block the Great Ugor. No more. No less.

There was no need to think of anything else. Doing so would only be a distraction.