Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem-Chapter 498 : Ulminer Go

The air was tense after the old stargazer from the Arlecch tribe stepped forward and joined the conversation. Goro looked at him with a frown.

"Ulminer Go," Goro said, recognizing him as one of the more prestigious stargazers.

"What do you mean?" Goro asked.

Ulminer smile.

"Exactly what I said. It wasn't the Maura tribe or the Ugri tribe. It was us, the Arlecchs. We did a bit of cleansing."

The way Ulminer said 'cleansing' sent shivers down Borso's spine.

"So? What do you want us?" Goro glanced at the encirclement. Since it had nothing to do with the dead Arlecchs on the fifteenth floor, why were they surrounding the Maura warriors, Borso, and Alzara?

"Well, now that you know, there's no way we can let you go, no?" Ulminer said, taking a step closer.

Goro sighed.

Ulminer wasn't targeting them because they deserved to be targeted. He was targeting them because he was a prick.

Goro's muscles swelled, and dark brown fur covered his body. His shirt burst at the seams as he grew to almost twice the height. At the same time, he took a step forward and swung a massive hand onto Ulminer.

Talking was useless.

However, Goro's hand stopped before it could reach Ulminer's head. A swirling blue shield blocked it.

Ulminer swung his staff lightly as if brushing open a curtain with it.

A blast of energy flew out from his staff and crashed into Goro, sending him flying.

The other warriors got out of the way and finished their own transformations as the Arlecch warriors charged.

Borso looked on, stunned. He had not yet prepared himself for a fight against the dozens or maybe hundreds of Arlecchs that suddenly surrounded them. What were they, a group of seven, eight, including Alzara, supposed to do?

However, Borso was the only one struggling with that question.

What were they supposed to do? Wasn't it obvious?

Fight.

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Goro got up from the sandy ditch he made on impact. He turned to Ulminer and looked at the old man's emotionless smile. He growled before sinking to all fours and charging at him with lumbering steps that seemed to almost make the Labyrinth floor shake.

Ulminer met his charge with several condensed blasts, none of them able to shake Goro once he built up his momentum. Ulminer slid out of the way when Goro got close. There was no way his barrier would hold up against that thing this time.

Ulminer floated over the sand, circling around Goro while singing his fur with continuous blasts from his staff. His expression was a little more tense than before since he had not expected Goro to be this sturdy. But he looked around.

While the other Maura warriors could initiate their transformation to make their muscles swell and grow a little hair, they could not reach the same degree as Goro. They were not the indestructible behemoths Goro was.

Sooner or later, they would fall to the Arlecch warriors. By then, all the warriors could collapse on Goro.

Goro was strong, but he wouldn't be able to handle all of them.

For now, Ulminer just had to distract Goro and prevent him from running amok and stampeding over all the Arlecch warriors.

The other Maura warriors were putting up a good fight.

The Maura tribe's reputation wasn't undeserved. But five against almost a hundred warriors was not a fair fight.

The only thing that helped them endure was the fact that so many warriors couldn't attack them at the same time, especially when they stayed close to each other. As long as they played it slow, they would wear down the Arlecchs until their numbers dwindled to the point where they could turn the tides.

However, they weren't the only ones aware of this fact. And in the heat of battle, it wouldn't be strange if a warrior who couldn't perfectly control the hot-heated bear spirit wanted to tear down an extra Arlecch warrior or two.

The Arlecchs started showing openings here and there. It didn't take long for one of the Maura warriors to fall for it and step out of the formation, isolating himself in the ocean of Arlecch warriors.

It was too late by the time the others managed to get there. The Maura warrior was pierced with a dozen weapons and on his knees.

Rage surged through the remaining four warriors' bodies. Their blood boiled. Their large bodies swept out and tore through the Arlecchs whenever they got too close. They could ignore their injuries with the anger and adrenaline coursing through their veins.

But it was only temporary. They could not kill all the Arlecch warriors. The irritating flies were using spears, pikes, and halberds to keep the bear-sized warriors who used their fists or sabers at bay.

Whenever one of the Maura managed to grab a spear to try and pull in the enemy, the Arlecch warriors would just ignore their pride as spearmen and let go of their weapons. They would replace them and each other just as quickly.

It was a ruthless tactic devised specifically to handle the Maura tribe's warriors who forsake their ability to wield weapons in exchange for incredible strength and durability.

Unless the ones who wielded the technique themselves were strong, it wouldn't be enough to handle someone like Goro. But it was enough for the other warriors who had yet to master embracing the bear spirit.

It was an uphill battle from the start. The Maura warriors who were fighting against people who had trained to fight against them were struggling. They did not know how to get out of this or how to win this fight.

If it continued like this, the Maura warriors would be doomed.

However, they were not alone.

The Arlecchs had been tracking the Maura warriors and Borso, so they hadn't expected the maid sitting cross-legged in the center of it all. But that didn't change what they had to do. She had heard. She had seen.

She needed to be disposed of.

A foolish decision.