Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem

Lexi knew Zach was stronger than her. She was a little envious, even if only about the world essence energy that was the main reason for hit as longa s she didn't look at his familiars. But he was her brother. She was more proud than anything.

However, she didn't know exactly how strong he was. She was worried that the Fifth Child would be too strong for him. But she also knew how great his barriers were.

So, when she turned to look at him and his fight, she assumed he would be cowering behind his barriers and enduring until someone, whether it be his familiars or her, came to help him.

That was not the case.

Zach did not cower or hide behind his barriers. He didn't budge an inch and faced the Fifth Child straight on. He still used his barriers, but he wasn't just letting the Fifth Child try to break them down. He used his barriers to ignore all of the Fifth Child's attacks.

The fire, the purple clouds of poisonous smoke, the house-sized tornadoes trying to sweep him off his feet in a mixture of wind, fire, and poison—his barriers weathered it all.

Occasionally, the barriers cracked, but they were repaired quicker than they broke. The only exception was when they broke under Zach's punches.

His fists, empowered by his world essence energy, were the only things powerful enough to shatter his barriers. Naturally, they were powerful enough to also shatter the Fifth Child's defenses, scales, and bones.

Lexi's eyes glowed with pride and admiration as Zach walked through flames, dust, and smoke, untouched and unstoppable.

He had grown up.

His fists were bloody, and his hair was ruffled. There was also a hint of madness and rage in his eyes, but all that only added to Zach's charm.

Whether it was because of the world essence energy or something else, Lexi couldn't see Zach as an ordinary human as he fought. There was something otherworldly about him—something greater than human.

Eventually, Zach's fight reached its climax and finale. Once he built up his momentum, there was no way for the Fifth Child to stop him.

The Fifth Child was diverse and flexible in their ways of combat. But they didn't have the raw power to break through Zach's defenses. They could not stop him.

Once Zach grabbed their face, they could only tiredly resign themselves to their fate. They probably wouldn't get an opportunity for revenge against Zach. Unlike them, he would only continue to grow stronger, and if his past was anything to go by, he was the type to grow fast.

Soon, not even the First Child would have the power to kill Zach.

But that was still a bit away.

That was why the Fifth Child closed their eyes peacefully. They could take a break, knowing full well that the First would take revenge in their stead. They might have lost their fight, but the First wouldn't. Only that strange person on the desert floor or someone like Maura could make him go all out.

Even now, he was keeping the Archangel at bay while holding back a majority of his strength since he didn't want to get his siblings caught in the crossfire.

The Fifth Child felt the air rush past them as Zach slammed their head into the ground, shattering it. A brief flash of searing pain and then darkness like the ground was welcoming them into its embrace. It wasn't the first time this happened, and the Fifth Child wasn't worried. After a while, the ground would spit them back out again.

They could be killed, but they never stayed dead. It was like a law of nature binding them to this world.

However, something was different this time.

If the Fifth Child had still retained the ability to make facial expressions in death, they would have frowned.

The darkness enveloping them was deeper than usual. It wasn't the damp, slightly warm one that usually enveloped them.

It was colder. Sharper. It didn't embrace the Fifth Child. It grabbed them and held them tight.

A fleeting sense of panic tore through what remained of the Fifth Child's consciousness before they ceased to disappear.

At the same time, the First Child's head whipped around, a wide swing of his arm sending Yanael retreating.

He looked toward Zach and the Fifth Child's corpse.

"That power…!" He said in disbelief, looking at Zach's bloody hand before shouting,

"WHO ARE YOU?!" The First Child's voice boomed across the plains. Visla passed out. Lexi sank to the ground, her hands covering her bleeding ears. Not even the Ninth Child was spared from it and finally found release from the hell that it was to be chased by a badger. His injuries were too much for him to handle the shockwave of the First's shout.

The next moment, the First Child was right in front of Zach, a hand around his throat. There was no barrier between the skin on the First's palm and Zach's neck.

Zach was taken aback by the sudden turn of events. He had not expected this just from killing one of the Children, especially when one had already died at the hands of his sister and one or two others was on the verge of death. He had also already killed another Child.

The First's reaction was out of proportion, considering the Children would come back to life after a while.

The First looked at Zach with a deep frown, anger and confusion blooming in his eyes.

"Did you inherit that power…?! It should not be possible for a human to wield it!" He shouted.

Zach frowned. He was not keeping up. What power had he inherited? The only things he used were world essence energy and his barriers. He had inherited neither of those.

"Um, what happened to the agree—"

The First slammed Zach into the ground, knocking the air out of his lungs. Still, he managed to signal to his familiars that they had to hang back for a second. If they interfered, the First might just kill him.

For now, it seemed like he wanted to talk.

"I ASKED YOU WHO YOU ARE!" He roared again.

"My name—"

The First slammed him into the ground again. Zach's vision blurred.