Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem

Zach had finished his visit to the statue's past soon after he entered it, and he entered it shortly after Alzara. However, Alzara still hadn't come out even after several minutes. He had expected it, but he was still amazed. Alzara could stay in the statue's past for longer than he or any of the other entrants could.

Zach turned to Yanael, who sat not that far away in front of the kneeling knight. She could also stay in the scene of Ackspet's past for several minutes.

Now, it just remained to be seen if either of them could get anything from it or find any clues to the correct order of the deities.

After a while, both Yanael and Alzara slipped back into their bodies. To Zach's surprise, Alzara was the first to return. Since she was a higher rank and stronger, Zach thought she could stay longer than Yanael.

But apparently, that wasn't the case.

Alzara took a deep breath when she returned before looking at Zach with pleading eyes. She wasn't done yet. She wanted to see more.

"Go ahead."

Zach wasn't going to stop her. Zach wasn't sure what it was she wanted or was about to grasp, but he wasn't going to stop her from doing something she wanted when there was nothing to fear or do that would prevent her from entering the statue again.

Yanael also looked at Zach. However, she did so for a reason other than to ask to go again. She gestured for him to go to her and enter the statue of Ackspet of Submission.

Zach had been thinking if he should try and enter a statue other than Soara's, and when Yanael was the one asking him to do it, he saw no reason to refuse. He was curious, though. But he would hopefully get the answer he sought when he saw the scene inside Ackspet's statue. So, he entered.

Zach closed his eyes before touching the plaque. It made the transition from a peaceful pantheon to the battlefield easier to handle.

He opened his eyes to a battlefield that was so similar to the one in Soara's past that Zach almost thought he had entered Soara's statue.

The same kind of monsters. The same kind of lumpy, muddy, bloody, and hard ground. The same eerie blood-colored sky. The same heavy stench.

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Zach looked around. He wondered why Yanael wanted him to see this.

Zach frowned when he saw something familiar.

He saw Soara far in the distance. Maybe he had really entered Soara's statue. Maybe he could only enter one statue. He would enter the same statue that he first chose even from the other plaques.

But Zach didn't retreat from the battlefield just yet. Something told him that his guess wasn't true.

First of all, Soara was further away. It wasn't the exact same scene and perspective. Rather than Soara being in the center of the picture like they were in the past of their statue, they were more like an important side character. A piece of the puzzle but not the centerpiece.

The area around Soara wasn't as clear, and there weren't as many details to their robe and movements as there were in their own statue.

Zach looked around.

It was not Soara's past.

It should be Ackspet's. It was just that Soara was involved in it.

Zach narrowed his eyes and focused on the area in front of Soara. There, he found it.

Ackspet was fighting for their life. The knight who seemed no taller than an ordinary person was cutting down monsters with a blade that didn't stop. Ackspet was relentless. But there was a grace, a nobility, and a desperate purpose in their movements. At the same time, they were calculated, precise, and without waste.

Perfection.

That was the only word Zach could think of when he saw Ackspet's battle against an endless horde of monsters.

'Wait a minute…'

Zach concentrated even harder on Ackspet's battle and, more specifically, their foe. It wasn't an ordinary monster like the ones around it.

But more than that, Zach couldn't tell.

And then, he was pushed out of Ackspet's past. His headache was worse than usual. But he had focused harder and stayed longer than usual.

Zach looked at Yanael for a moment.

"Thanks for telling me to look. I think I know what to look for in the other statues. Keep looking if you want."

Yanael nodded. She had heard what Zach had talked about regarding the contents of Soara's statue. She knew that Soara fought alone in her past. But what did it mean when Ackspet and Soara were fighting together in Ackspet's past?

It had to be a clue. Why was Soara in Ackspet's past? Their past was shared. There was a connection.

Through that connection, if it persisted between the other statues and deities as well, there could be established a sequence or an order.

They could figure out the solution to the second Trial.

Zach was excited. He threw up a barrier around Yanael and one around Alzara. They were weak enough for the two battle maids to break them if they needed to or wanted to leave immediately. But they weren't weak enough for any of the other Labyrinth entrants to affect them without causing a ruckus.

Zach didn't think anything would happen. He was just being paranoid. Find more to read at empire

After doing that, he quickly gathered Nessa and Violina. First, he told them that his familiars could enter the statues and seemingly learn from them. That piqued Nessa's and Violina's interest enough for them to immediately try and get their familiars to try and enter the statues by touching the plaques.

They could, much to their joy.

The Serpentine Millipede seemed to want to enter Krisher of the Steppes' statue. The Midnight Butterfly chose Jeret of Dreams. And both the Ice Spirit and Frost Imp chose Arot of the Moon.

While the familiars did that, Zach shared what he had found out–that the statues and their pasts were connected.

Until now, all of the entrants had mostly only been to one statue, and there hadn't been enough knowledge or details to make a proper comparison. But now there was. Zach, Violina, and Nessa immediately split up.

Nessa and Violina spread the information about the clue while they worked. Zach didn't bother. He just focused on entering different statues and gathering as many details as he could until it felt like his head was about to burst.