Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem-Chapter 546: Setting The Stage

The cloudy, invisible lump of power of death suddenly shot forward to catch up with Soara's gaze. It rammed straight into the head of Death's head. If it had been an attack with physical matter, weight, and force, it would have knocked back the head.

Since it was an attack using nothing but a concept and a metaphorical description, it wasn't enough to move the head on its own.

But the pain the head of Death felt when Soara infiltrated its head was enough to make it twist, turn, and fling its head around.

The Hydra didn't have hands it could cover its head with. It didn't have claws it could use to scratch itself with to distract itself from the pain. It had legs it could walk with and eight heads that could overturn the world.

But the head of Death could not resist Soara.

For the first time since it grew four heads, the Hydra felt small. As the head of Death looked toward Soara, it saw a towering, shadowy figure draped in a cloak blot out the sky.

This was no longer a fight between two individuals who knew how to wield the abstract power of death.

It was a fight between someone who thought they knew what death was and someone who embodied it.

It was a fight between someone who had dipped their toes in the lake once and someone who was the lake itself.

The head of Death tried to shield the drops of water on its metaphorical toes. But once Soara touched the drop the head had flung at her, she had no trouble making her way inside the head of Death's defenses.

The lake drowned the toes and the person they belonged to.

Soara's power of death wrapped up the head of Death's power and made it hers. With a motion as gentle as plucking a ripe apple, Soara took back her power like it was hers from the beginning.

The head of Death was no longer allowed to play with what belonged to someone else.

Gradually, the faint light in the head of Death's eyes totally faded. The head lost all semblance of life and strength and started to fall like a broken tower.

Much like the seal, the head broke into a million fine pieces that dissolved into the air before crashing into the ground, much to Mandra's relief.

Now, the Hydra only had seven heads and two stumps.

The cross-legged Soara exhaled deeply and stopped floating. She slowly sank back to the ground as the power she had just used settled within her and calmed down.

Blood streamed down from her eyes and nose.

Her understanding of death and the sheer power she had used was a little greater than what her body could handle. It had yet to adapt to her enlightenment. But it was only a matter of time before she was that powerful whenever she wanted.

She had also pushed herself a little to prevent the head of Death from getting a chance to fight back.

But right now, she was spent. She had to take a break before she could rejoin the fight.

As soon as the head of Death vanished, Zach looked up at the head of Usurpation, fearing retaliation. The Hydra had just lost one of its heads. Surely, it would be in a fit and ready to attack them.

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That wasn't the case. Zach frowned, but there wasn't much he could do about it other than start running again since his shelter was gone. However, as he ran, Mandra caught his attention.

He had to get clear. It was time for her to show her worth.

Zach couldn't help but be a little excited as he directly jumped off the Hydra and made barriers to run on as he made his way to Mandra.

The two heads of Regeneration and Immortality started to follow him, but it seemed like they didn't want to get down too low as they changed focus to Yanael. Or maybe it was because they were drawn to the ruckus above and a target that fought back instead of fleeing and scurrying around like a little rat.

All of a sudden, Yanael was assailed on all sides by six of the Hydra's seven heads.

It was a lot of pressure, but the two recently joined heads were more in the way of the other heads than they were a threat to her.

She had also gotten a little used to the unknown head's irregular and unpredictable attacks.

It didn't take long for her to realize that something was off with it.

Usually, regardless of whether an opponent avoided her detection or repeatedly launched ambushes, she would notice a pattern, a hint, or something after a few times.

But against the unknown head, it felt like she should have noticed something long ago but without actually noticing anything. It was like there was a block around the unknown head preventing her from prying into its movements and existence.

It was a power that she hadn't seen anywhere else. It was a power that overruled her talent that let her see through her opponents and the flow of combat.

But whether it was because the Hydra couldn't fully harness that power or if Yanael's talent was just that great, she soon saw the gaps.

She saw both the gaps that the other heads left when attacking or defending and the gaps she herself left when attacking or defending.

She didn't know when the unknown head would attack, but she knew when she could be attacked.

She first minimized the number of gaps she revealed.

During a fight against an opponent of the Hydra's level, she couldn't possibly remove all openings except the ones she wanted. The Hydra was just too strong. But she could, to a certain degree, control them.

With the flow of the battle under her direction, even the unknown head's attack was within her scope of predictions.

This was her stage. The unknown head had been intruding on it. But now, it was an actor in her play. It was a rebellious actor, but an actor she could somewhat handle nonetheless.

It didn't take long for the Hydra's wounds to accumulate.