Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem-Chapter 418: Final Bastion

Zach looked at the ice-blue holographic message that appeared in front of him and the others.

[Survive against the endless horde of enemies and protect the Urus Keep.]

It was the Labyrinth of Vidur’s task for them. It was like the Labyrinth of Syst’s twelve Trials and the Labyrinth of Jira’s floors.

It was clear what they had to do.

Zach, Violina, Nessa, Anerias, and Dukiel looked at each other. There were four sides to the Keep, which was situated on the top of a mountain with nothing but monsters on all sides.

"I’ll take north," Violina said.

"I’ll go west," Dukiel said.

"Do you wanna share south?" Nessa asked Anerias. He nodded.

"I guess I’m staying east," Zach said. The others set off toward their sides of the Keep with their familiars.

Since Nessa and Anerias’s familiars weren’t the best for this, they stuck together and helped each other out. The Millipede and the Blackfire Hound were in charge of fighting beneath the wall with the other familiars’ support.

Violina and Dukiel also sent out their familiars to fight off the monsters swarming the Keep. The Sentinel and the Transformation Cube swept the battlefield with lasers, enhanced by the Symbiotic Slime.

The Ice Spirit, Frost Imp, Frost Wraith, and Violina, all of them strengthened by the ice-filled air, created avalanches of ice blocks and sent them tumbling down the mountainside, crushing the monsters that weren’t big or strong enough to take it. The familiars flew down and turned the mountainside into one big icy slope. It was too slick for the monsters to climb up and they piled up beneath the sheet of ice.

Violina was tempted to join the battle herself with the blade she had fostered in Winter’s Embrace but she knew better than to throw herself into a chaotic battle such as the one that would unfold if she became the sole target of all those monsters. Besides, she had the high ground. There was no need for her to do that.

Dukiel and Violina handled their sides with so much ease that they were almost getting bored.

Nessa and Anerias did not have it as easy. Their combined long-range attacks were extremely lacking, so the Millipede and the Blackfire Hound had to leap off the mountain walls and join the fray directly with the other familiars’ support.

Fortunately, the monsters weren’t that strong. The Millipede crushed them with ease, and the black flames spewing out of the Hound’s paws and mouths melted them like popsicles. For now, the two beefy familiars could handle it.

Zach and his familiars looked at the approaching wave of monsters rising up the mountain. None of the maids had made a move yet as they were waiting for Zach’s order of who should go.

"Soara, something is off with those monsters, right?" He asked before ordering them to do anything.

"That is right, Master." Soara nodded. "I am not sure what has happened to them, but they are not alive."

"What?"

"It is similar to the Basilisk’s condition. It could be considered a state of forced animation. But this version is inferior to what the Basilisk experienced. These monsters have no hope of ever regaining a semblance of life."

"I see…" Zach glanced at his maids.

"Soara and Mandra, our bonds are still a little sore, so be sure to hold back. Alzara, investigate the Keep. Yanael, I hope you don’t mind staying here with me."

"Of course, Master," Yanael said with a light bow of her head.

The others accepted his orders and took off.

Soara and Mandra jumped up on the fortress wall’s ledge while Alzara turned around and jumped down from the wall.

Soara and Mandra started unleashing their powers on the horde of half-alive monsters while sensing the limit. Since even Zach could feel the repercussions of what they had done while he was petrified, it was clear that they had gone a little overboard with it, even if it had been necessary.

That meant they had to be extremely careful right now, lest they worsen their bond and Zach’s condition even further.

Soara didn’t have any trouble cutting the power to the monsters when they got close. The limit on the strength she could use mainly limited how far she could extend her reach when snuffing out the monsters’ fragile life force. Explore stories on novelbuddy

Mandra, on the other hand, wasn’t limited by range. She was limited by how much power she could put into her magic. So, she helped clear the monsters to the sides with the simplest spell of all, Magic Missile. A condensed projectile of magical energy.

Originally, a spell meant for mages to practice how to condense and launch magic, which would help them cast more powerful offensive spells in the future. Since it’s meant for practice, Magic Missile was honed to the limit in efficiency in magical energy cost.

However, Mandra didn’t need to stick to the standard formula for Magic Missile. She appreciated the genius and hard work that had gone into perfecting Magic Missile. And then she changed it to suit her uses.

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She kept the low cost but added in some destructive power and ease of casting.

Almost like she was envious of the falling snow flakes and with the intention to make up for all that she had missed, Mandra filled the air in front of her with tiny blue needles of magical energy. The needles—the Magic Missiles—continously zipped out and crashed into the horde, taking at least two monsters down with them each.

And they were replenished just as quickly as they shot out. The air in front of Mandra was filled with Magic Missiles, each one only staying for less than a second as she chose targets and sent them out in a hail rain of magic that decimated the monsters’ ranks.

However, there was seemingly no end to the monsters climbing up the mountain from beyond the base. As if that wasn’t enough, the monsters seemed to be getting stronger with each ripple of the wave. The ones dying to the familiars’ attacks right now were stronger than the first ones to climb the mountain.