Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem

Zach barely had time to shout before Mursoth's dagger pierced and broke his barrier, causing a lump to explode at the bottom of his throat. He stumbled half a step. Mursoth didn't stop as he pierced another barrier.

The others could tell what was happening. But they couldn't just turn around and flee when Zach was suffering from having his barriers break.

"Go! I'll be fine!" Zach saw their gazes. Running while Mursoth was breaking his barriers would be difficult. Soara and Yanael needed to be ready to fight.

He had to take down the barriers.

But the barriers were the only things stopping Mursoth and the avalanche of underworld energy from flooding the sewers. Since Mursoth had shown up, they had to give the sewers anyway. But they couldn't be in them when the underworld energy arrived.

Zach couldn't take down the barriers. His friends had to get out of the sewers first.

Nessa and the others were familiar with how Zach's barriers worked to a certain degree. He was better at protecting himself than an entire sewer. He could put one around himself and become almost invulnerable. It would protect him against the underworld energy and Mursoth.

The only reason he wasn't doing that was because of them. The moment he took down the few remaining barriers standing in Mursoth's way, they would be exposed to the underworld energy and Mursoth.

Zach was suffering unnecessarily because he was buying time for them to escape.

Stalling any longer would only put Zach in more danger.

But leaving him was also putting him in more danger.

Zach couldn't find his way out of the sewers with a detailed map and a torch. How was he supposed to find his way out in the pitch-black darkness that the underworld energy would fill the sewers with?n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"We can fight him together!" Nessa shouted. They had six S-ranks without Zach's familiars. Against one Named, they stood a fighting chance, even if they were drowning in underworld energy. After all, all of them wore at least one powerful talisman. They also had three of the strongest potions and several weaker versions.

"Just go! I have a plan to m-make my way out of here!" Zach wasn't having it.

Anerias was about to protest. His Darkwing thrived in darkness, and while it preferred the open skies, it flew just as fine in the sewers. Dukiel's familiars had cooperated to create two laser-wielding familiars, one of which was covered in a shiny, translucent layer. They were ready to fire. Nessa had even donned her insect armor that made her look like a humanoid ant. The red mark on the back of her Bat, which was perched on her shoulder, started glowing faintly.

Violina had been about to raise her fighting spirit as well. But she let go of her sword, and her familiars stopped freezing the walls and ceiling. Her eyes widened slightly, and she pulled on Nessa and Anerias, who looked the most stubborn about fighting. She didn't have to convince Dukiel.

Nessa and Anerias wanted to protest. But if Violina and Dukiel retreated, they only had two S-ranks, both of whom weren't suited for frontal combat in an enclosed space.

"Don't you dare die, you rat!" Nessa shouted as she turned around and sprinted at full speed. Since they weren't going to fight with him, the least they could do was get out of his way. The others hurriedly followed her and soon disappeared around the corner.

"Touching," Mursoth mocked as his dagger broke through the last barrier. He stepped into the sewers and looked at the haggard Zach. Mursoth dismissed him. In his current state, Zach would hardly be a threat.

He glanced back into the tunnel. The underworld energy wasn't quite ready yet. He turned forward and looked at the two familiars.

The angel with its wings looked powerful but…She didn't frighten or alarm Mursoth. The other one made Mursoth take a moment to think of the days when he was still a human and admired beautiful women. His childhood friend had stirred the emotions of all men and most women in their village. Her mother had been similar, especially after her husband passed away in an accident and turned her into a widow.

If only his childhood friend hadn't chosen that pompous prick. He wouldn't have needed to get his hands on a power that would let him set things straight. But it ended up being the best and the worst decision he could ever have made.

Mursoth's only regret was that there were so few beautiful underworlders, at least according to his standards. The ones that were beautiful were all stronger than him or he wasn't allowed to touch them.

Mursoth sighed. He knew Zach's familiars were objectively beautiful. Unfortunately, he couldn't feel anything from them. It was like looking at a piece of art. Nothing more than a stone statue or a canvas. There was no way they would do anything for him.

It was a shame.

Right then, he felt a chill run down his spine, and he stopped daydreaming about what could have been.

He looked at the black-haired maid, the source of the chill.

Soara had sensed Mursoth's dismissal of Zach, but after that, she had also sensed the underworlder dismiss her beauty. The blue-skinned bastard had looked at her and then sighed in disappointment.

He deserved to be judged.

Mursoth's eyes narrowed as he continued looking at the black-haired Maid. He didn't have any information on her other than her being Zach's third familiar.

But there was no way she could be strong enough to threaten him. Still, he was wary as he unsheathed his second dagger. He held both daggers in a reverse grip and bent his legs slightly, making him look even shorter than he already was.

He already knew which one he was going to dispose of first.

Mursoth flickered.

The next moment, he was next to Soara, his daggers ready to slice her head off.