Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem

There was a single spot in the center of Yanael's back where the blood had yet to reach. The rest of her was covered in it. Not a spot on her body was untouched. Her hair was a blood-stained, tousled mess, just out of place enough for Zach to see the gruesome wounds where her ears were supposed to be.

Even from behind, he could see how swollen, bruised, and beaten her face was. He saw the torn sleeves of her dress. He glanced down. He saw her arms, their ends mangled and crushed like someone had used a tree to chop them off.

Still, she stood on both feet right in front of him.

Zach didn't need to be a genius to understand the situation. He didn't need to know all the details.

All he needed to know was that Yanael was in this state because of two people. Him. And the long-haired creature standing in front of her.

Zach had never seen the Great Ugor. But he knew. That was him.

His familiars had worked to fulfill his objective even when he was petrified. They had reached the sixth layer. They had fought against the Great Ugor.

Things hadn't gone well.

Zach stared at the Great Ugor's pale face as his mind whirred like an overheating machine.

His heart, his bleeding heart, threw itself against his ribcage. Like a trapped bird, it beat hard enough for Zach to feel like his chest was about to break.

Again. It pounded against his chest.

Zach's thoughts faded. The world around and behind him faded.

Everything else faded.

His raging heart beats.

The Great Ugor.

Zach didn't think.

He was already in front of the Great Ugor, kicking him in the chest. He wanted to kill him, tear him apart, burn his soul, and put his head on a spike. But only after getting him away from Yanael.

Zach's kick pushed the Great Ugor all the way to his throne.

Zach turned around. He hugged Yanael, putting a hand on the back of her head as he helped her down. She had done her part. She could rest now. She didn't need to fight anymore. He would take it from here.

Yanael was on the verge of death. She was unconscious.

Still, she felt warmth surge into her body from where Zach touched her.

After looking at her destroyed face for a second, Zach stood up and simultaneously erected a barrier more solid than anything he had ever made before around her. Find your next adventure on My Virtual Library Empire

Zach wasn't aware of it himself. He wasn't aware of anything other than Yanael's condition and it being the Great Ugor's fault.

But the world essence energy in his body was roaring and raging through his body like a river. His rage and determination had pulled it out of its slumber. Almost as if of its own volition, the world essence energy seeped into both Yanael and the barrier around her, taking its own initiative to protect her according to Zach's wishes.

With Yanael secured, Zach slowly turned around.

Flames from the depths of Hell in the eyes of a Master of one of Heaven's soldiers.

The Great Ugor flinched as he met Zach's eyes. They burned with steely cold wrath. The sheer intensity and the power of the world essence energy behind them took the Great Ugor by surprise. It was like they could see right through him and his pathetic self.

He caught himself and the feelings of self-loathing from moments ago resurfaced.

He touched his chest where Zach had kicked him. It wasn't bruised but it may as well have been. The Great Ugor couldn't accept that a young boy not even twenty years old was strong enough to kick him away. After everything he had done, after all the power he had gained, it still wasn't enough?

The Great Ugor refused to believe it. He dominated the Daughter. He overwhelmed Mandra, and he destroyed Yanael. The only thing he couldn't break was her spirit.

But that wasn't enough? He still couldn't compare to a human? A summoner?

Zach should be weaker than his familiars. He should end up in an even more pathetic state than Yanael just by looking into the Great Ugor's eyes.

But as if to mock the Great Ugor, Zach wasn't just stronger, he was strong enough to do what not even the Daughter could.

The Great Ugor was once again reminded of his past. Again, he would be humiliated by a summoner.

He glared at Zach with clenched teeth, the principal's young, white-haired form overlapping with the young redhead. His rage grew.

It was futile. Zach wouldn't give him the initiative. He blinked forward like distance was something that only fools cared about.

He didn't punch the Great Ugor. He couldn't. His hands up to his wrists were gone. But he had his legs. He wasn't as good at kicking as he was punching, but he had trained in whatever unarmed combat his familiars could find.

Zach's heel came crashing down on top of the Great Ugor's head. Angry at being forced to look up at someone who should be crawling at his feet, the Great Ugor met Zach's kick with a fist headed straight for the sky.

The foot and the hand collided with a muffled boom that spread a shockwave through the room. The only one who was untouched by it was Yanael.

Zach dropped down to the ground a couple of steps away, and the Great Ugor pulled back his hand to look at it. The strike had broken his fingers and wrist. But now, they were healed.

The Great Ugor's upper lip twitched and his nostrils flared as he turned to Zach. Like a mad bull, he charged straight at Zach. He didn't ignore distance like Zach, but he was fast enough that the short couple of steps between them might as well not exist. He threw a powerful fist straight at Zach's annoying face.

Zach met the fist with his forearm, putting the Great Ugor's arm outside his own. He ducked slightly to avoid the Great Ugor's other arm before stomping on the Great Ugor's shin, breaking it and taking his balance for a moment.

Zach rammed his forehead into the Great Ugor's nose. The Great Ugor stumbled backward, apprehension appearing like stars in the raging flames in his eyes.

Their strengths were equal. Their skill wasn't.