Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem

All the fists, claws, paws, and weapons from the students and familiars passed right through Liam as he moved toward Zach and the baby, picking up speed with every step he took. They were perplexed, Yanael included.

But Yanael didn't let that perplexion interfere with her movements. Liam was moving to attack Zach.

Soara couldn't smite him, and Alzara's curses didn't reach him. The two of them also moved, but they couldn't do anything to Liam.

Thus, it fell on Yanael's shoulders. It was her duty to protect Zach. She was the one who would stand in front of him no matter who or what was trying to get to him. If Zach was facing the world, she would make sure he looked at her back when doing it.

She wouldn't let anything get past her if Zach was behind her.

Yanael caught up to and overtook Liam. She stood between Zach and Liam with her sword raised. Liam was just going to ignore it like he did with everything else. He existed on a different level. It didn't matter what stood in his way, he could just run straight through it.

Yanael figured out what Liam's contract skill did through sheer instinct. She didn't understand it, nor could she ever guess what his familiar was. But that wasn't important. What was important was that no skill was omnipotent.
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Liam's skill was powerful, at a glance, unreasonably so. A skill that made everything, whether physical weapon or energy pass right through, made Liam, in practice, undefeatable. It was similar theory but different execution to Zach's unbeatability.

If nothing could touch him, nothing could injure him. If nothing could injure him, nothing could kill or stop him.

If Liam's skill had been that broken, he wouldn't have bothered with threatening them with Violina's life in the beginning. Liam's skill had a limit or a drawback.

Yanael's eyes blazed as she stared straight into the translucent phantom that was the current Liam. By this point, it was too late for him to run around her, even if he wasn't confident in his ability.

Golden sacred energy matching the color of Yanael's hair and the flames in her eyes ignited the air around her and her sword, engulfing her in a ferocious fire of glassy gold. It was an inefficient way to use energy. It was crude to the point it couldn't be called a technique.

Yanael was pushing all of her sacred energy out of her body as fiercely as she could. If she gathered and pointed it in a specific direction, it would be a devastating attack. But now, it only strengthened her body and weapon a little more than it did when she used it properly.

It looked bad-ass, though.

That wasn't why she did it.

If there was one thing that could overcome strong skills, it was overwhelming force.

Liam's skill made him shift and somehow alter his existence. Yanael didn't know the details, but it felt like he was separated by a thick pane of glass that kept apart two different worlds.

Now that Zach had seen it, she might be able to talk about it.

Liam was there in front of her but at the same time not. That was enough.

Yanael's flaming sacred energy was not enough to melt the pane of existence Liam was hiding behind. It wasn't even close. However, all of Liam hadn't crossed to the other side. His traces–his vestiges remained in their world. Otherwise, he would no longer exist in this world.

If all of him passed over, he would no longer be able to find his way back.

Those traces are what Yanael's sacred energy managed to touch and interfere with after finally reaching a powerful enough output. It was a long shot since those traces had remained untouched by everything else.

But that had simply been because mere swords, fists, and claws couldn't so much as scratch the image of a person that others saw only in their minds. Yanael's brutal sacred energy, however, flared up with enough intensity to blur the edges around Liam.

As soon as she did that, Liam's full existence snapped into place, yanked back from the other side of the sheet of existence.

It had happened when he had just started overlapping with Yanel. He would have ended up with her hands in his stomach if nothing weird had happened. But something weird happened as if the skill or whatever laws of physics controlled it could not allow two beings with physical mass to exist in the same space at the same time.

Liam was sent back to where he did not touch Yanael. The tip of her sword was less than a hair away from Liam's shirt.

Liam had been in the middle of running at full speed when Yanael's energy brought him out of his skill. As if that hadn't been surprising enough, he was then blinked back to where he had been half a step ago.

Even if he hadn't been stunned, shocked, and surprised, Liam still might not have been able to stop in time, much less now that he was stunned, shocked, and surprised.

He couldn't stop in time.

Liam impaled himself on Yanael's sword.

He looked down in utter confusion. He had no idea what had just happened in the last second. No one did.

Everything that had just happened, including Liam's skill, was a complete mystery even to the ones involved. The bystanders were just as if not more confused.

Blood slowly pooled in Liam's mouth before spilling out between his lips and running down his cheek.

Yanael pulled her sword out of Liam's chest. He weakly stumbled back before collapsing to the ground on his ass.

He tried to say something, but the only thing that left his mouth was a spluttering squirt of blood.

Yanael's sword had wrecked his insides. It would have been lethal if it had been just the sword. The flaring sacred energy had torn apart everything that could be torn apart.

Liam looked weakly at Zach. His eyes swirled with emotion. Regret. Sadness. Despair. Unwillingness.

He didn't want it to end like this.

Even if his only choice was to live with underworlders, Liam was eighteen years old. He had his whole life in front of him. He was supposed to have his whole life in front of him.

Now…

He was dead. The light left his eyes, and he slumped to the ground, his body limp.