Chapter 109
Chapter 109
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 109
Chapter Title: God's Atlantis
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“Kekeke.”
I chuckled as I watched the scene unfold.
People were getting torn apart by the Haders’ claws. I could wipe them all out without lifting a finger. Thanks to the High Hader keeping Ju Seo-hyun busy in a one-on-one fight, things were going smoothly. I wished it always went this easy.
I need to keep an eye on Ju Seo-hyun. She’s too valuable to die here.
I had two goals. One was massacring these people, and the other was fucking Ju Seo-hyun. The latter was more important.
If Ju Seo-hyun’s in danger, I’ll jump in right away.
The distance wasn’t far. With mana and acceleration, I could cover it in five seconds.
Or I could wait until everyone else is dead before stepping in.
Killing the High Hader wouldn’t be hard, and Ju Seo-hyun would be exhausted from fighting it, making her easy to subdue. After all, my physical abilities and mana control were superior to theirs.
But things don’t always go according to plan.
What the… fuck?
Instead of facing the High Hader head-on, Ju Seo-hyun was kiting it, gradually increasing the distance while fleeing.
It wasn’t just running away. She was maneuvering toward the Hader pack, cleverly forcing the High Hader to crash into them, then stabbing the openings in the regular Hader’s defenses to kill them.
Her actions were more than enough to give hope to the people dying against the Hader horde. It eased the suffocating pressure of the situation.
“……”
My mouth fell open slightly.
Thanks to Ju Seo-hyun’s performance, the situation was turning even better.
Ju Seo-hyun was smarter than I’d thought and more skilled than expected. If she could fight the High Hader one-on-one without interference, it’d take time, but she’d eventually take it down.
Currently, there are twelve survivors including Ju Seo-hyun. She reacted fast.
At this rate, more than ten would survive.
It was the voice of an old man.
I peeled myself off the wall and swung the Fire Lotus Sword through the air a few times.
“Time to step in.”
Simple enough. I’d handle it personally and kill them all. That alone would crush their hope.
The King of Ma-cheon must have wanted me to get my hands dirty.
I charged toward the group. Park Cheol-ho spotted me and shouted with a hardened expression.
“Sung Yu-jin! Sung Yu-jin is coming!”
A few survivors with some breathing room turned to look at me. Their faces froze in utter pity. To them, I must have looked like a monster worse than the Hader.
“Sung Yu-jin!! Don’t move from there!”
Ju Seo-hyun yelled desperately. Of course, I had no reason to listen.
Ju Seo-hyun shifted toward me. It was obvious she planned to use the High Hader to block me.
I’m not an idiot. You think I’d fall for such an obvious ploy?
I sidestepped, dodging both her and the High Hader. The High Hader was already fully aggroed on Ju Seo-hyun. Unless I attacked it myself, the aggro wouldn’t switch.
A little detour like that was nothing.
“P-Please, Yu-jin! Save me! We slept together just last night!”
Yoon Young-mi screamed the moment she saw me heading her way. I could see her boyfriend’s face twist in horror as he fought a Hader nearby with his wooden spear.
“Eh, it was just a one-night stand. One time isn’t enough to catch feelings.”
Yoon Young-mi was pretty, but not celebrity-level stunning. If she were prettier than Yu Seo-hee, I might have hesitated.
“I’ll do anything! Please spare me!”
“Don’t need you.”
I slashed past Un Yeong-mi as she turned and fled from me. Yoon Young-mi’s upper and lower body separated, collapsing to the ground with a wet thud.
I didn’t bother checking her corpse. There was too much else to do.
I drove my sword into the chest of Yoon Young-mi’s boyfriend standing nearby.
“Your girl was a wild one last night.”
“Y-You fucking bastard!”
The guy grabbed my blade with both hands. Sticky green liquid oozed from his palms, creeping toward me.
Innate trait is poison-based, huh.
No reason to panic. I kicked his gut, yanked the sword free, and swung it through the air to splatter the poison onto the ground.
Sizzle.
Acidic poison, apparently. The grass it touched began melting, releasing foul smoke.
Was the goal to melt my sword with acid?
But the Fire Lotus Sword was forged from red dragon scales. It had no special abilities like breathing fire, but its durability was top-tier. A little acid poison wouldn’t scratch the blade.
I kept swinging.
I didn’t distinguish between people and monsters. Anything in sword’s reach was an enemy, cut down without mercy.
Slicing people versus Hader felt similar yet different.
I preferred cutting Hader. More satisfying.
Hader are stronger. Cutting down the tough ones gives a bigger mental high.
Especially when I reinforced my body with mana and cleaved them in one stroke. The mana rush was addictive.
“…Sung Yu-jin. Why did you betray us?”
Park Cheol-ho, the last survivor besides Ju Seo-hyun, asked me. He’d already lost one arm. It was coincidence he lasted this long. If anything, he was farthest from me.
“You’re gonna die soon anyway. Does it matter?”
“That’s exactly why I’m curious. I’ve never been good at holding back my curiosity since I was a kid. I’d like to know why I’m dying.”
I glanced at Ju Seo-hyun. Only her and the High Hader remained. Plenty of time.
“Nothing special. It’s a mission.”
“……Mission?”
“You wouldn’t know, but there are Thrones in this world. Gods of this world, probably. One gave me a mission.”
“……And the mission is betrayal?”
“No. Your massacre.”
“Missions have rewards, right? What’s the reward? Does a god hand out legendary weapons?”
Huh. Sharper than expected.
Throne missions occasionally offered legendary items as rewards. Of course, the difficulty scaled to impossible levels.
“3,000 AP per kill.”
“……That’s it?”
“That’s it.”
“Just… for a measly 3,000 AP?! What do you think human life is worth?!”
“Human value varies. Depends on the person. Beef’s cheap in some countries, expensive in others, right?”
“Don’t compare people to beef!”
“People or beef—honestly, you’re worth less than beef to me. At least beef tastes good. Oh, Yoon Young-mi’s an exception. She’s worth more than beef.”
“…You’re just a lunatic. Not even swayed by ramen…”
I swung at Park Cheol-ho. I cut him, but not deep enough for instant death.
I meant to kill him in one go, but he backpedaled and dodged.
“You’ll face ruin someday. The karma for this slaughter will come back to haunt you!”
Park Cheol-ho spat blood and cursed me.
I smirked.
“To me, you’re just NPCs. Village Extra No. 1. That’s your worth.”
This was a created world.
My ability was Playful Life.
Play meant game. A game character killing hundreds or thousands of NPCs doesn’t get the real me punished.
“Well, pretty girls are worth more.”
I severed his head. It hit the ground, eyes bulging in glare. That was all Park Cheol-ho could do.
I shook the blood off my sword and looked at Ju Seo-hyun. Her fight with the High Hader was nearing its end.
Kiiing!
The High Hader’s massive claw clashed with Ju Seo-hyun’s sword.
The sword wobbled slightly on impact. Did she deflect the claw’s force? That’s not F-rank Hunter technique. Even I can’t deflect that well.
Ju Seo-hyun’s Sword Emperor trait was broken.
In the original story, she had exceptional sword talent from the start, but acquiring the Sword Emperor innate trait elevated her beyond genius.
In short, she was a swordsmanship prodigy on another level.
Still not as good as Yuria, though.
Yuria was the top genius in her world. No matter how brilliant Ju Seo-hyun was, she couldn’t match Yuria.
And their talents covered different scopes. Yuria excelled in nearly everything; Ju Seo-hyun only in sword-related skills.
Oh. It’s over.
Ju Seo-hyun’s sword pierced the High Hader’s neck, ending its life. Aside from a wound on her left forearm, she was unscathed. And that injury wasn’t serious enough to hinder movement.
Breathing heavily, Ju Seo-hyun leveled her sword at me. Her already sharp eyes burned with fury.
I clapped for her.
Clap clap clap.
“To think you’d solo a High Hader. Impressive.”
Ju Seo-hyun didn’t know how to use mana. Her movements made it obvious. As a former Hunter, her physical stats were above average, but with mana, she could’ve ended it in thirty seconds.
“……Sung Yu-jin. You killed everyone.”
“I personally took out ten.”
“I won’t forgive you. You die here.”
“You sure? You look beat. Wouldn’t it be smarter to run now and come back for revenge later?”
“I can… kill you… right now…!”
Truth was, Ju Seo-hyun had no choices.
I wouldn’t just let her flee. She was exhausted; I was fresh. Escape was impossible from the start.
She had only one option: resist me.
Ju Seo-hyun kept her sword aimed at me but didn’t close in. She was recovering stamina. Despite her rage-filled words, her mind was冷静ly assessing the situation.
I started toward her but stopped. A notification popped up.
[Ravish Ju Seo-hyun]
📍 Mission Condition 1: Ravish Ju Seo-hyun.
📍 Mission Condition 2: Make Ju Seo-hyun writhe in pleasure.
📍 Mission Condition 3: Creampie 3+ times.
⏰ Time Limit: 6 hours
🎁 Success Reward: 30,000 AP
📉 Failure Penalty: None
[Accept mission?]
It was a mission from the Lord of the Heavens, who’d been silently watching, not the King of Ma-cheon.
Considering the Lord of the Heavens’ identity, the mission wasn’t surprising.
What was surprising was that the Lord of the Heavens—a neutral god leaning toward good—wasn’t some evil bastard.
“I accept.”
I didn’t know exactly when the Lord of the Heavens started watching, but missions like this were always welcome.
“Lord of the Heavens, allow me to make a counter-proposal here.”
The Lord of the Heavens valued authority. No need to offend with casual speech. Most Thrones were like that.
“Three creampies as base, plus 1,000 AP per additional creampie. How’s that?”
The Lord of the Heavens would surely accept.
[Mission Condition 4]
10+ creampies: +1,000 AP per creampie. Fewer than 10: no bonus.
A condition for 10+ creampies was added. I nodded. I could handle that.
My stamina in this world was lower than in reality, but I was confident.
“Perfect. Any favorite positions?”
A deep, masculine voice.
“Mating press is your favorite. A connoisseur, as expected. Of course, I won’t limit to one. Human positions are endless. Kekeke.”