Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem

That was it. Nymur had had it. He was done with this. He was tired of two things.

He was tired of constantly seeing his precious youngest son be attacked by people strong enough to kill him. He was also tired of Zach acting like he was the only one in the world.

He was the youngest around. Why was he talking to the Hydra like he was the boss of them all?

Nymur's grip on the handle to his sword tightened, and he stepped forward, shooting off the ground. He was not going to give the Hydra another chance to attack Zach. The conversation was over.

Nymur disappeared from the spot, reappearing right behind the Hydra with his sword raised and ready to strike. Almost translucent orange flames burned the air around his body and sword. It was the manifestation of his martial energy to one of the highest degrees.

Nymur wasn't holding back.

He had lived his entire life with two primary goals. The first was to become strong enough to defeat the Hydra, should its seal become undone during his generation. The second was to raise the next generation to be that strong if the seal was not undone during his generation.

Now that the time had come, he couldn't be more prepared. He had honed his martial energy, his swordsmanship, his tactical skills, his strength, and himself all for this moment.

However, the Hydra was a being that transcended limits and norms. It wasn't something an ordinary person could prepare for.

The Hydra peeled her attention away from Zach for a moment to glance at Nymur. She raised a hand to swat away Nymur's sword before striking him in the center of his chest. Nymur reacted and blocked the strike with his arm as best as he could, but the force behind the blow alone was enough to send him flying.

It took the length of a child's stone throw before he even touched the ground. And when he finally did, he kept sliding, his feet leaving behind two long furrows in the ground until he eventually managed to retake the initiative and advance again.

He looked at the Hydra in subdued shock.

The Hydra was famous for its variety of powers, each represented by a head, and its size. Right now, the Hydra had neither many heads nor a grand size.

Nymur had suspected that the Hydra would retain its powers even after losing its heads. It was the only thing that made sense. He confirmed that suspicion when she used fire to try and incinerate Zach.

That led to him expecting her to use any of her eight powers to attack him. Why wouldn't she? After all, those powers were her greatest strengths.

However, they weren't her only strengths.

The Hydra wouldn't be satisfied with a body that couldn't live up to her expectations. She wouldn't be satisfied with anything shy of the best.

And right now, she was feeling pretty satisfied with her body.

It was the peak physical form, as imagined by the endless experience of flesh and blood from her powers of regeneration and immortality. It was those powers that let her remake her body as she wished.

It was those powers that had seen through an endless amount of damage to her body and restored it all. Naturally, those powers would notice what was better or weaker.

Usurpation filled in whatever gaps remained by taking the strengths of everything she had ever consumed.

The density of her muscles, the flexibility of her joints, the length of her limbs, the cohesion of her organs, the elasticity of her tendons, the sharpness of her senses, and the body's compatibility with her powers.

Calling her an apex predator implied that she was at the top of the food chain. That wasn't accurate. She was above it.

She had the right to see destroying the world as an unintended side effect of her actions. She was strong enough that trampling the Empire to her was the same as a kid walking over a marching line of ants.

However, even among ants, there were those who could kill adult humans with a single bite.

When Nymur was sent flying, the fight broke out in full.

Leonidas hurried to take his place, keeping the Hydra busy and from attacking anyone else. His approach was more cautious than Nymur's, and he was wary of both the Hydra's physical strength and her powers.

But if being wary of something was enough to overcome it, the world would be a different place. Being aware of the Hydra's physical excellence didn't suddenly give Leonidas the ability to compare.

He was barely maintaining the Hydra's attention on him, much less enduring her relaxed flicks. She gently tapped his blade whenever he swung it. The shocks that ran through his weapon made his hands tremble. If he hadn't tied the sword to his main hand with a strap before the fight broke out, he would have already lost it.

Fortunately, the Hydra seemed interested in finding the limits of her current physical body. So, she entertained Leonidas and Lily, the other sword-user in the family. They attacked in turns, and in turn, received the Hydra's attacks one at a time.

The Hydra tapped their weapons with one hand behind her back as she dodged and stepped aside with relaxed movements. Occasionally, she would flick their arms, backs, sides, or legs. Each flick carried a ringing snapping sound.

Leana, Calserra, and Lilo could imagine the pain the swordsmen would have felt each time the snapping sound rang out. But they focused on what they had to do.

Leana supported Calserra as she manifested a cloud of red domination aura that quickly grew to the size of a house before it shrank under their concentrated efforts. A spread out domination aura wouldn't do anything to the Hydra.

As the domination aura concentrated, the color deepened until the cloud was opaque and like a boulder of ruby.

It was an inefficient way to use domination aura, but it was one of the stronger direct attacks Calserra could use. She pushed it toward the Hydra at a speed that couldn't be avoided.