Chapter 400
Chapter 400
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 400
Chapter Title: God's Atlantis
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I wasn't holed up in the village all the time.
When night fell, I lived surrounded by beauties, but during the day, I set out to conquer nearby tribes.
Conquering tribe after tribe was fun.
Each successful conquest increased my subordinates and even added to my personal collection of beauties. Even the smallest tribes had at least two beauties.
"Another success today."
Returning to the Scorpion Tribe's home, I removed the 'Tutankhamun's Golden Mask.' Beneath it was another clown mask.
"Congratulations, Heavenly Demon. You've already conquered seven tribes."
Enas approached me.
I'd learned while conquering tribes that shamans were rare. Out of the seven tribes, besides her, there was only one other shaman—an old one who could only erase footprints in the desert.
"You've prepared a tub full of cool water. Did you do this?"
"Yes, Heavenly Demon. Allow me to assist with your bath."
I slipped into the tub. The cold water made my scalp tingle. Enas attended to me naked.
The more time passed, the more I realized Enas was capable. Beyond her shamanic skills, she knew how to handle people. The Scorpion Tribe was the largest nearby partly because of her.
"Your thing down there never fails to amaze me every time I see it."
Enas massaged my cock underwater in the tub.
"It amazes me too every time I look. Any issues with the tribe?"
"I've had the new tribe members set up temporary tents for housing. However... our food consumption is too high."
"Food's no problem. We still have plenty."
I could bring it from the 'Vampire Detective' play world. It wasn't difficult.
"Our tribe members are nearing 2,000."
"That's a lot. How many are in my harem out of them?"
"Fifteen, including me. The tribe members want a city."
"A city, huh..."
I couldn't keep 1,500 people in tents forever. And their loyalty to me wasn't deep yet. Dissatisfied ones could start a rebellion.
"Is there a city nearby?"
"Yes. Relthia, a city with an oasis. It's two days away."
"It has an oasis? Then why don't the tribe members go there?"
"Living in Relthia requires significant wealth."
"Ah, I see. Got it. What's the population? If we gather about 4,000 and attack, can we conquer it?"
"Relthia's population is around 7,000. We'd need at least 3,000, I think..."
I touched Enas's pussy. She shuddered as my cold hand reached her sensitive spot.
"Keep talking."
"...Relthia might not sit idle that long."
"What if they don't? That's enough. Get in here."
"Yes, Heavenly Demon."
Splash, splash.
The water in the tub churned. The cold water turned lukewarm in minutes.
The next day, Relthia sent a delegation. Just as Enas said, they weren't sitting still. They'd sensed a crisis from my ongoing conquests of surrounding tribes.
Ten desert warriors on desert wolves. Their muscular bodies were clad only in metal armor covering vital areas. They approached me boldly.
"You're the Heavenly Demon everyone's talking about lately. Wearing that weird golden mask just like the rumors."
"Your tongue's a bit short. Want to die?"
"We speak for Kapuma, ruler of Relthia and greatest desert warrior! Show some respect!"
"You should show respect. Or since you lack manners, maybe I should teach you what they are."
I curled my five right fingers like hooks and swung. Sword energy flew out, shredding the desert warrior who'd raised his voice at me.
"...!!"
The delegation around him widened their eyes in shock. They reached for the sword hilts at their waists. My MaPhong Corps members unleashed their killing intent in unison.
Overwhelmed by dozens of killing intents, they couldn't draw carelessly.
"You there. Speak. What did Kapuma send me?"
The desert warrior I pointed to spoke with a stiff expression.
"Ka-Kapuma demands you halt your conquests here. And as compensation for disrupting the Scorpion Desert, he demands 300 million pennies!"
"You lack manners too."
"Arrrgh!"
Kapuma's desert warrior died.
"What is this outrage!"
"We came only to relay Kapuma's words!"
"Heavenly Demon! You have no basics! No warrior's honor! You know nothing of honor!"
I smirked.
"Kill them."
At my command, the MaPhong Corps drew their swords and charged the delegation. Sharp blades tore through them like wind.
"Prepare for battle, everyone. I'll kill Kapuma and become Relthia's new master."
"Heavenly Demon! No!"
I looked at Enas.
"Why?"
"Our forces are still insufficient! We need to gather more strength now!"
"Quiet. I can take Relthia alone. Enas, tell the tribesmen to pack. We depart for Relthia in three hours."
"Heavenly Demon! Please reconsider! Relthia is no pushover! Especially Kapuma, the greatest warrior in the Scorpion Desert!"
"Enas, you don't know me at all. Last warning. Do as I say."
"...Yes."
I rode Black Wolf toward Relthia. Behind me followed 2,000 people total: MaPhong Corps on desert wolves, desert warriors and tribesmen who'd sworn loyalty to me.
I'd thought Kapuma would lock the city gates and defend, but no.
Kapuma led over 3,000 soldiers out in front of the city, waiting for me.
Kapuma was a massive bald man. Black tattoos covered his face and body. Two hand axes hung at his lower back. His skin was bronze, eyes gleaming fiercely.
The moment he saw me, he shouted.
"Heavenly Demon! I, Kapuma, challenge you to a Sat! As ruler of your forces! As a desert warrior! I believe you won't refuse!"
Sat.
A concept from western Atlantis, similar to a duel. But in Sat, everything is at stake, winner takes all—including the loser's life.
The scary part? The witness is the system.
A special rule only in western Atlantis's desert zone. Winners could randomly gain stat increases if lucky.
But desert warriors don't issue or accept Sat lightly.
'If I refuse here... MaPhong Corps aside, the desert warriors and tribesmen would look down on me.'
Rumors would spread: Heavenly Demon is a coward who refused Kapuma's Sat.
'Not that I planned to refuse.'
I dismounted Black Wolf and approached Kapuma. He walked toward me too.
"I accept. If I win, Relthia is mine."
"If I win, I take your MaPhong Corps."
"Lusting after MaPhong Corps, huh."
"They're famous. Black winds that sweep everything away."
"Thanks to that, getting Relthia will be easy."
"You'll die here and lose everything."
Kapuma charged with axes in both hands, red sword energy on them. I summoned Heavenly Demon Energy in both hands, kicked off the sand, and leaped at him.
I swung my hand. Five black sword energies sliced through the sand toward Kapuma. He swung both axes, canceling them.
Red and black energies clashed wildly.
Each axe swing cratered the sand; each punch stirred sandstorms.
Shattering energies gnawed at me and Kapuma.
"Thought you were a lightweight... You fight well!"
"Same to you."
An axe blade grazed my left thigh. Nearly lost mobility.
"Heavenly Demon, surrender and join me? I'll treat you well."
"We're in Sat now."
"Winner takes all in Sat. Including the loser's life."
"If I win, I'll kill you without hesitation. I can see it in your eyes. You won't swear loyalty."
"Heh, good eye. I'd rather die fighting than serve anyone! Too much talk! Let's end it!"
Kapuma raised both axes high. Muscles bulged, veins popping.
I wrapped my body in Heavenly Demon Energy, boosting physical durability to the limit.
Boom! Bang! Bang!
Kapuma hammered my body like a drum.
I grimaced, enduring. Pain dulled but didn't vanish. Each block left shallow wounds, blood dripping.
"How long can you last!"
"Not planning to keep taking hits. Prep's done. Moment."
In slowed time, Vajra Demon Dragon formed on my right shoulder—body of diamond-hard vajra, flowing to my fist.
Its trait: power scales with accumulated damage.
I punched at Kapuma.
Surprisingly, he reacted, crossing axes to block. But his axes and strength weren't enough.
My fist shattered his rippling sword energy axes, bursting his body. Blood and guts splattered the sand.
Everything fell silent.
I habitually shook my right fist, then frowned. It was shattered.
"Waaaaah!"
My MaPhong Corps cheered. Relthia's side was deathly quiet.
I approached Relthia.
Victory in Sat meant Relthia was mine.
"...Draw your swords. We can't yield Relthia to an outsider from beyond the desert!"
A black-haired man with a fancy sword—the next in power after Kapuma—shouted. Relthia's warriors drew in unison.
"Who are you! I killed Kapuma and won Sat! I'm Relthia's rightful ruler! Warning: Drop your swords and bow now!"
"Heavenly Demon! You have no right to rule Relthia! Even if you beat Kapuma, we won't accept it!"
I clicked my tongue.
The system witnessed Sat but doesn't enforce it. If it did, everyone would abuse it.
"Playing it like this...? You're the ones who pissed me off."
I used Complete Recovery to heal, then pulled prepped weapons from inventory.
"Rocket launcher!"
Boom!
"Javelin missile!"
Boom!
"Hyeon Palace!"
Boom!
I devastated the battlefield.
Hundreds died instantly; Relthia's charging warriors dropped weapons.
"We surrender! We surrender!"
"We recognize Heavenly Demon as Relthia's rightful ruler!"
"Long live Heavenly Demon!"
"Heavenly Demon is great!"
MaPhong Corps cheered again.
"Hoo. Fuck. Should've done that sooner."
I scratched my head. I'd snapped and used modern weapons.
I successfully conquered Relthia and returned to reality.