Chapter 292
Chapter 292
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 292
Chapter Title: God's Atlantis
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"...No way, is this a Hidden Zone?!"
The sub-leader cried out in shock. It could be a hidden dungeon, but the thought of a Hidden Zone kept nagging at him.
Greed boiled within him. Hidden Zones were known to offer superior rewards compared to ordinary ones.
'If the boss tackles a Hidden Zone, he'll conquer it no problem! And he'll claim all its treasures and power! Meanwhile, I'll be stuck in the same spot forever!'
The sub-leader, harboring inferiority toward Amad, couldn't just stand by.
"You five newbies! Stay here and keep watch! The rest, follow the boss into the quicksand!"
"Sub-leader! Are you insane?!"
"This is a Hidden Zone! A place with treasures and power! If you don't want to follow, stay here! I won't say a word against it!"
With that, the sub-leader plunged into the quicksand.
The bandits exchanged glances, and some began jumping in after him. But twenty of them simply stared at the quicksand without following.
Most were recent recruits to the Mud Hand Bandit Crew, and they still didn't fully trust Amad or the sub-leader.
The ones left behind huddled together for a meeting.
"Three days. We'll wait here exactly three days. If they don't come out by then, we head back to base. And... we surrender at Back Alley."
I rose from the ground. Brushing sand off the cloth and my face, I quickly scanned the surroundings. It was a vast space, with sand flowing from the ceiling and walls, giving it an otherworldly feel.
Directly ahead loomed a massive pyramid, and though no sunlight entered the space, it was bright as day.
'Conquer the pyramid to gain dominion... How conveniently they've revealed the zone's control condition.'
Most zones didn't disclose control conditions. Raiders had to investigate them as a basic step. But rare zones like this 8,111 did reveal them upfront.
"Cough, cough!"
Kasha inside the cloth let out empty coughs. I snapped to attention.
'Not the time for this.'
I bolted toward the pyramid. The bandits would surely follow soon.
'My little sister got raped by me and kidnapped—think they'd let that slide?'
Thud!
Glancing back, I saw the red-haired man, Amad, fallen on the ground.
Amad sprang up immediately, glaring at me and bellowing.
"Heavenly Demon!!!"
"You're deafening me. Speak normally; I can hear you fine. Tone it down."
"Release Kasha right now! Now!"
"Kasha's my personal fuckhole, I told you. There."
I tossed the black cloth aside while running.
"Ack! Haak! Ahng! Eut!"
My vigorous sprint jolted Kasha, hanging from my body. Her body rocked, naturally driving my cock deeper into her pussy.
"Heaaavenly Deeeemon!!!"
Amad's eyes rolled back as he chased me with all his might.
Heavenly Demon Art: Heavenly Demon Step.
My legs moved at blinding speed. Amad couldn't keep up; the distance only widened.
Soon, I reached the pyramid's entrance.
'...Originally, Kang Myung-jin's request was just to grab the item, not conquer the pyramid... But my stats have risen anyway...'
I glanced back. Other bandits were pouring in, dropping to the floor one by one. The height was about 2 meters—not too dangerous.
'With bait like them, I can conquer it.'
Above all, I knew this zone's攻略 method.
"Haak! Aaaang! O-Oppa!!"
My dedicated fuckhole, Kasha, panted.
"Oppa? You calling me?"
"Shut up!"
A voice stopped Amad as he charged into the pyramid.
"Boss! Calm down! Calm yourself!"
It was the sub-leader.
His voice, from years of camaraderie, succeeded in halting the rage-blinded Amad.
"This is a Hidden Zone! That thing ahead is basically a dungeon! Rush in blindly, and you'll hit traps and die! You know we can't play into that bastard's hands if we want to save Kasha!"
Every word rang true, so Amad gritted his teeth.
"...Damn it."
Soon, the sub-leader and about thirty bandits joined Amad. Amad looked anxious but waited for them. He couldn't just ignore the men who'd followed him into the quicksand.
The sub-leader frowned the moment he entered the pyramid entrance.
"A fork right from the start... Boss, did you see which way that guy went?"
"Left."
"Okay. We go left, nice and slow. Nine times out of ten, there are traps—that Heavenly Demon bastard's traps... Ah, ease up on the glaring, boss. Times like this, you gotta stay cool. And don't think of Kasha as some weepy girl devastated by a little rape. I guarantee she won't even care..."
"Got it. Just hurry."
"Anyway, boss, don't go charging off on your own in this pyramid. You're the strongest here... Without you, we're all dead meat."
Amad and the sub-leader pressed on.
The sub-leader rubbed his bulging eyes. There were colored stones on the floor: red, blue, yellow, and uncolored ones.
'There's a pattern! Obvious trap!'
But the sub-leader wasn't a trap expert. Recognizing traps was his limit. A real expert wouldn't be banditry.
He didn't warn the bandits about the traps.
A careless bandit stepped forward, landing squarely on a blue stone. A hole opened in the right wall, firing an arrow. Silent and sneaky, the bandit took it fatally without reacting.
The sub-leader rushed to the corpse.
"Rot! Damn it! Too late! And it's poisoned!"
He punched the wall in feigned outrage.
It was an act.
Deep down, he was glad the bandit died.
'Good riddance. Fewer people means more shares for me!'
Bandits could be recruited later. This harsh world made it easy—lure in some sob story, and they were yours.
'Traps are riskier than expected... But I can dodge them narrowly. Can't step up myself, though... Gotta nudge the minions ahead.'
But his scheming halted abruptly. Something lunged from ahead.
Thud. Thunk. Thud.
Mummies—withered undead monsters wrapped in rotten bandages.
"Mere mummies!"
Amad swung his scimitar. A slash of sword energy cleaved one in half. But his scowl deepened. The bisected mummy regenerated slowly, and over ten more emerged behind it.
"F-Form up!"
The sub-leader shouted, and battle erupted.
I dashed through the pyramid corridors without hesitation.
"Ahng! Haak! Haang!"
Too reckless—my fuckhole reacted violently. And I felt damn good. Running while creampieing? You have to experience it.
'555. Red stone five times, yellow five, blue five—repeat.'
Knowing the method made corridor traps trivial. Just focus to avoid tripping.
Thud! Thunk!
Screeech.
Mummies appeared; I swung a fist.
The struck mummy flew into the wall, crashing down. Withered limbs detached but regenerated slowly.
'Mummies in the pyramid don't die even burned. Need special power to kill them.'
I missed the pre-Massacre Demon Armor. Its anti-demon power could've slowed regeneration greatly, if not kill.
'Something stronger than Demon Armor could've slain them...'
I ignored lingering thoughts of the Demon Armor and focused on running.
A fork appeared.
'Left.'
Another fork.
'Left.'
This pyramid: stick left all the way. Not shortest, but safe to the summit.
'Plenty of time. Bandits will take a while figuring trap patterns.'
Then, a vast room: over 10m high, 80 pyeong wide. Odd size for the outer pyramid, but no deep thought.
Space expansion magic or whatever. Gods exist here—no big deal.
A monster sat there: lion's body, child's face, bird wings, snake tail. 6m tall—huge.
The infamous Sphinx. Fake one.
"Kyakyakya! A human after so long-nyang! Nice to meet you-nyang! I'm the Sphinx! Solve my three riddles to pass-nyang!"
"Ugh... Annoying."
"Fight me then-nyang?!"
The Sphinx extended a paw. Claws gleamed. Immense power emanated. Winnable, but easier way.
"Fine. Riddles it is."
"Get three right first, you win-nyang! Three wrong, fight-nyang!"
"What? Usually it's best of three."
"This is my rule-nyang!"
Wanted to smash its head.
"But what's that female-nyang? Participant-nyang? Riddles are one-on-one-nyang!"
"My fuckhole. She sits out. Hold on."
"Fuckhole?"
I ignored the Sphinx's confusion.
I undid the leather strap and set Kasha down.
"Urgh..."
Overstimulated from the rough run, she'd passed out, body trembling. Still unconscious.
Pulling out of my fuckhole left emptiness. Glancing down: cock slick with fluids. Dozens of creampies, yet throbbing for more. Pride swelled.
"Ready-nyang?"
"Yeah. But my dick looks pretty cool, right?"
"No idea-nyang. Human dick's just a dick-nyang?"
"...Can you drop the nyang?"
A hot babe nyanging? Fine. But this monster? Creepy.
"It's my identity-nyang. Can't-nyang."
"Oh, nyang? Got it-nyang."
"...Why mimic me-nyang?"
"'Cause it's dickish. Nyang."
"...First riddle-nyang. Goes in one, comes out two—what-nyang?"
Different from original. Times differ.
I crossed arms, pondering. Note: naked except shoes.
"Ten~ nine~ eight~ seven~"
Snap.
"Correct! Twins-nyang!"
"...Nyang? Why-nyang?"
"Semen enters one pussy hole, becomes twins, exits as two. Nyang. Or semen itself. Nyang."
"Wrong-nyang. Next-nyang. Pushed and bubbles—what-nyang?"
"Ten~"
"Correct! Pussy juice! Nyang!"
Some girls I'd fucked bubbled juices when thrust.
"Wrong-nyang. No brains-nyang? Easy one now-nyang. Four legs morning, two noon, three evening—what-nyang?"
Hm.
Feels familiar.
"Ten~"
"Correct! Sex! Nyang!"
"...Why-nyang!?"
"Morning doggy! Noon standing! Evening scissors! Nyang!"
"...One more chance-nyang. Think deep-nyang."
"Not falling for it. Nyang. Sex. Nyang."
"Wrong-nyang."
The seated Sphinx rose. I twitched an eyebrow.
"Wait. Wrong? Unbelievable. What's the answer?"
"Dunno that-nyang. Human-nyang. Famous among you humans-nyang."
"Human...? No. Makes no sense. Man, maybe, but human...?"
"Man the answer-nyang? Why-nyang?"
"Morning in bed: four legs. Noon standing: two. Evening sitting: three."
"...Lazy ass sleeping till noon-nyang. But evening three legs why-nyang?"
"..."
I silently pointed between my legs.
"..."
The Sphinx silently raised a paw.