Ten Lucky Draws: I Became OP - Chapter 444: The Three Nobles (2)

Chapter 444: The Three Nobles (2)

The battle began with pure weapon skill.

Rita’s dual short swords moved like extensions of her own limbs itself — each strike precise, final, seeking not just to wound but to end momentum.

SHK!

She weaved between her brothers with fluid grace, one blade deflecting Riyan’s heavy fist while the other slashed upward in a black arc aimed at Rye’s trident mid-thrust.

However, with them all being Unus, battle was something each of them inevitably was perfect at,

As she moved with fluid grace, Riyan met her with raw, unyielding power.

BANGGGG!!!!!!

His fist came down like a falling mountain, the air compressing into a visible shockwave that forced Rita to cross her blades in an X to block.

BANGGGGG!!!!!

The impact sent tremors through her arms, but she twisted at the last moment, redirecting the force and countering with a spinning kick that caught Riyan in the ribs.

“Heh, you’ve always been a problem with those damned swords.”

He grunted, staggering half a step, but immediately retaliated with a sweeping elbow that grazed her shoulder, drawing a thin line of blood.

While Rita pressed forward towards Riyan, Rye’s trident spun in wild, unpredictable patterns, thrusting from angles that seemed to defy normal space.

He lunged at Rita from behind while she was occupied with Riyan, the three prongs aimed at her spine.

She sensed it, dropping low and sweeping her leg in a wide arc that forced Rye to leap.

SHK!

SHK!

As he landed, she was already there — one sword slashing horizontally at his waist, the other thrusting upward toward his throat.

Immediately… Rye twisted mid-air, the blades only grazing his side and cheek, leaving shallow cuts that bled freely.

“Tsk,” He frowned a bit as Rita was already moving.

She feinted left toward Riyan, then spun sharply, her swords crossing in a scissor-like strike aimed at Rye’s neck.

CLANG!!!!

Rye parried with the shaft of his trident, the impact ringing out like a bell, but the force pushed him back.

Instantly, Riyan seized the opening, charging in with a powerful overhead smash of his fist.

BOOOOOM!!!!!!!!

CRACKKKK!!!!!

Rita barely managed to block with both blades crossed above her head, the ground beneath her cracking from the sheer weight.

Rye recovered instantly, thrusting his trident in a rapid series of stabs that forced Rita to disengage from Riyan and focus on defense.

SHK!!!!!!

One prong grazed her thigh, another cut across her forearm.

She hissed in pain but answered with a low sweep of her leg combined with a rising slash that forced Rye to jump backward.

However, Riyan didn’t let her breathe.

BANGGGG!!!!!

He grabbed one of her swords mid-swing with his bare hand, blood welling between his fingers as he yanked her forward and drove his knee into her stomach.

“UGHHHH!!!!”

BANGGGGGG!!!!!!

Rita gasped, the air leaving her lungs, but she used the momentum to headbutt him hard enough to split his lip.

The three of them broke apart for a split second, breathing heavily, minor wounds bleeding across their bodies — cuts on arms, bruises forming on ribs, shallow gashes on faces.

All that immediately began to heal, in this moment Rita pouted a bit.

“Hmph,” She huffed as she tightened her grip on her hilts, “Are you two just planning to bully me?”

Riyan smiled wryly as he cracked his knuckles, “Little sister, you are finality…” He said, “If we allow you to become the Anchor, wouldn’t our paths become more diluted?”

It was not something either of them had talked about,but they all knew well.

“No hard feelings,” Rye said as he flexed his trident. “Right?”

Rita scoffed and cracked her neck….. right before, they simply charged again.

WHOOOOOSH!!!!

CLANGGG!!!!!

She moved first this time, blades flashing in a whirlwind of black arcs that forced both brothers onto the defensive.

Riyan blocked with his forearms, each impact leaving deep bruises, while Rye spun his trident in a defensive circle, sparks flying as metal met metal.

Then Rye decided it was time to ramp it up.

He smiled wildly as he activated one of his innate powers.

|Infinite Expansion (Above Origin)|

HUMMMMM!!!!!

In that very moment, his trident suddenly multiplied — it was not some illusion, but true infinite copies blooming from the original in every direction at once.

The weapons stretched across the arena, filling the space with countless thrusting points that ignored distance and angle.

Seeing this, Rita’s eyes narrowed.

And…. Riyan’s fists tightened.

In that very moment, both Rita and Riyan activated their own innate powers.

Rita’s twin short swords flared with the undeniable weight of Finality—each edge a full stop, a decisive conclusion, a slash that didn’t just halt movement but erased the very chance of it.

Riyan’s whole being surged with the force of Eternity—his fists and presence solidifying into unshakable, timeless anchors that defied every blow, no matter how relentless.

Rye’s endless trident barrage crashed into their united stand without hesitation, the clash ringing out like the meeting of inevitability and infinity.

KKRRAAABOOOOM!!!!!!

The three powers collided in a single, cataclysmic instant.

Eternity. Infinity. Finality.

The arena didn’t just shatter — it imploded.

A blinding sphere of clashing concepts erupted at the center, swallowing the bubble-like boundary and tearing through the Heaven world itself.

The three continents — Mount Kaliash, Atlantis, and Elysium — were pulled inward, grinding against each other before it slowly began to vanish into rifts of pure white and black nothingness.

RUMBLEE!!!!!!

The whole Celestial Universe shuddered before folding inward, stars vanishing one by one as the very fabric of existence tore apart under the sheer power of the triplets’ reunion.

From the remnants of the fading lands, two young guardians looked on in stunned silence.

High atop the tallest spire of Atlantis, Poseidon gazed upward with sea-blue eyes wide in shock, watching the heavens splinter as the restless ocean roared below.

On the distant peak of Mount Kailash, Shiva stood perfectly still, his three eyes mirroring the chaos above as the ground quaked beneath his feet.

In perfect unison, both boys whispered the same words, voices filled with reverence and awe:

“The Three Nobles of Heaven…”

And immediately after their words ended…. The entire Heaven world was gone.

But in its place, something new was already beginning to form — a single, unified space where Eternity, Infinity, and Finality had finally converged.