Chapter 510
Chapter 510
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 510
Chapter Title: God's Atlantis
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Tang!
Before I knew it, the barrel of the pistol in Olivia's hand spat fire.
Guns circulating in the Atlantis world fell into one of two categories. Either they were modified with magic or divine power, or their bullets were special.
Either way, they were rare and expensive. And Olivia's seemed to be both.
The bullet Olivia fired traced a red trajectory straight toward the center of Barden's forehead. Impressive marksmanship.
But.
"Whoa there."
Barden swung his revolver to swat the bullet away. It caused a small explosion, but didn't harm him in the slightest.
"Everything's great, but these bullets are too cheap. If you wanna kill me, use ones worth at least 5 million penny. Like this."
Tang.
Barden fired a shot at us. I furrowed my brow. The trajectory was off—aimed at neither me nor Olivia.
A miss?
No.
He'd fired it deliberately off-target so it would split into thirty mid-flight and hit us both.
Olivia raised a massive steel shield to block the bullets, while I stepped forward with a punch, swatting them aside.
My fist was covered in blood. It could still move fine, but since those bullets had pierced my Heavenly Demon Qi to deal damage, I couldn't ignore them.
"Tough body and shield you've got. Try blocking this one too. Oh, by the way—this one's worth 30 million penny."
The muzzles of his two revolvers lit up.
This time, the magic bullets were homing rounds. They flew like stunt planes, relentlessly targeting our heads.
'Self-aiming headshots... That's bad enough, but the durability's insane too.'
I swatted away the bullets several times with my Heavenly Demon Qi-infused fist. But they didn't shatter at all, still gunning for me.
After holding out for a minute, though, the bullets finally dropped to the floor on their own.
"Fuck. This punch-shy bastard's pulling sneaky shit like this?!"
Olivia vented her frustration and hurled a knife at Barden. It was a surprise attack so fast even I hadn't noticed until the last second.
Barden barely dodged the knife.
I sensed something off. He'd casually deflected her earlier bullet, but now he'd barely evaded a much slower knife.
"That bastard... what's his deal...?"
Olivia had noticed it too. But it wasn't a big deal right now.
'Doesn't change the fact we need to kill him.'
I charged at Barden.
Olivia followed behind me. She was using me as a shield, but it was more efficient that way, so no complaints. A guy might get pissed, but she was a beauty by my standards.
"I'll kill you before you get close!"
Panicking, Barden squeezed the trigger repeatedly. Magic bullets rained down.
"Duck, Heavenly Demon!"
I ducked as Olivia said. She grabbed a large cloth with both hands and threw it at the bullets. They vanished without a trace, and the cloth fell to the ground. It must have some special ability.
"Hey, Heavenly Demon. I'll kill that bastard."
"Finders keepers."
Heavenly Demon Divine Art: Heavenly Demon Step.
I closed in on Barden as he reloaded his revolver's cylinder, using my footwork.
"Fuck!"
Olivia's frustrated voice came from behind. But my fist didn't stop.
"Heavenly Demon! Wait! You don't know shit about Helten!"
"You're the one who doesn't know shit."
Heavenly Demon Divine Art: Dragon Fist.
The moment my fist was about to smash into Barden's head, he dodged with insane reaction speed. It grazed his right forearm instead.
"Guh, grraaaaaagh!"
Barden's arm flew off and hit the ground.
I glared at him coldly.
"You fucking dog! Norden! What the hell?! Use your ability now! ...Fine, don't rush me, asshole. If it weren't for me, you'd be dead already."
One man, two roles.
Barden was talking to himself. Unless he was acting, he might have multiple personalities.
"If that was meant to distract me, it failed. Die."
I raised my fist. Planning to pulverize his internals with penetrating energy.
"...Heavenly Demon. You know this? Helten's trying to kill gods! Not false ones—real gods!"
Barden yelled to shake me. But I stayed calm.
"I know. Die."
Helten's goal was to prevent Atlantis from opening again. To do that, they needed to negotiate as equals with the divine seats.
Some divine seats wouldn't listen to reason. Could you convince them with words? No way. It was nearly impossible. And if persuasion failed, you'd have to fight.
"What...? You crazy...! Norden!"
I thrust my fist forward. Golden light burst from Barden's eyepatch and body, enveloping me.
I couldn't move, but apparently couldn't be attacked either. Still, 40 seconds was too long. I wanted to click my tongue, but could only do it inwardly since my body wouldn't budge.
"Nice one, Norden!"
Norden was probably the Spirit of Time. Likely tied to the eye under his eyepatch.
Barden turned away from me. Planning to run. Then several knives flew into his back, embedding deeply.
"Barden! You fucking prick! You think you can scam my money, fuck over our family, and get away with it?! I'll skin you alive!"
"You damn bitch! You didn't even lose that much money practically speaking! Why are you so obsessed?!"
"You backstabbed me—you pay the price, you dog!"
Olivia pursued the fleeing Barden with ferocious momentum.
All I could do was stand frozen and watch.
"Guh. Heh heh heh! This guy's stuck—can't move! Everyone, over here!"
The small fry with weapons surrounded me. One swung a sword at my arm. But it didn't penetrate. Magic had the same issue.
"Hold on a bit. This won't last. Attack all at once when it wears off. Got it?"
"I'll start with his legs."
"I'll go for the neck. Anyone who touches it answers to me."
"Heart's mine."
Twitch.
The moment my eyebrow moved, they attacked from all sides.
Heavenly Demon Divine Art: Vajra Demon Dragon.
I gritted my teeth against the pain. Their attacks couldn't inflict deep wounds.
"What the fuck. What kind of body is...?"
"...Fuck. We're screwed."
Heavenly Demon Divine Art: Vajra Demon Dragon Counter.
I exploded the damage outward. The small fry around me flew back and slammed into the ground. I crushed their skulls one by one.
"Can't just let the ones who targeted me walk away."
After confirming the kills, I ran after Barden and Olivia. Fortunately, the blood trail from his severed arm guided me.
Deeper in.
Even deeper.
The air was filled with clashing blades and screams. The war had escalated to a brutal level. Thousands would die today at least.
Inside a building, I found Olivia collapsed on the floor, surrounded by all sorts of weapons. Probably hers.
"Olivia!"
I checked her wounds. A slash from shoulder to chest, and a gunshot to her left thigh.
Fortunately, she was still alive.
"Fuck... More scars. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck..."
"Olivia, where's Barden?"
"...Those bastards went into the hidden zone."
She'd fought more than one.
I tried to support her shoulder, but she brushed my hand away and stood on her own. Impressive, with a hole in her thigh.
"I ain't dead yet, so don't treat me like a patient."
"If you were dead, I'd treat you like a corpse. Where's the hidden zone?"
"Right there. Rumors were true. Good thing you own over 1% stake too. Let's go kill that Barden prick together."
Olivia pointed at the wall. It looked like a plain wall with no decorations. Hidden zone entrances were often concealed like this.
She staggered inside. I pulled a top-grade potion from my inventory and followed.
Swoosh.
My body passed through the wall.
Clank clank! Screeech boom! Clank!
True to its name, it was a factory. Filled with incomprehensible machines constantly producing something.
'...These daily necessities made here get sold across Atlantis?'
I glanced sideways. One machine was canning what looked like tinned food.
I checked the notification again.
"They called influence 'shares,' and it really was shares. You knew?"
I asked Olivia. Her face was twisted—not just from pain.
"...I've lived in the Lawless Zone my whole life, but had no idea. Fuck... Jerdin Legion bastards. Monopolizing this. Calling influence 'shares' to deceive us. Fucking dogs..."
"1% influence gets 26 million penny in dividends. Insane money. If this comes in monthly..."
Jerdin Legion had over 40% influence. They'd been hogging all the dividends until we entered.
"Fucking bastards... With that money, we could've developed the Lawless Zone more! What do they spend it on?!"
"Someone's pocket, probably. Or invested back into this hidden zone."
Olivia kicked a machine in rage. It partially shattered. But it slowly repaired itself, like a wound healing.
"What the... Guh!"
I caught her as her leg gave out and she started falling. She was trembling intermittently, face pale.
"Let's apply some potion. In this state, you won't beat Barden—you'll get beaten."
"...Damn. I hate owing debts..."
"You know now's not the time for pride? Be honest. You can barely move your limbs, right?"
"...I'll pay it back somehow, someday."
Olivia accepted my help. A rational choice.
"To apply potion to the wounds... gotta take your clothes off. Okay?"
"Huh? Just pour it on. Don't try anything funny in this situation. It'll kill my gratitude."
"Look at your wounds. Pouring won't cut it—you'll need more potion. I only have one emergency one."
A lie. But she didn't catch it.
"Tch. Fine, strip me."
"For real?"
"Showing tits or thigh ain't gonna kill me. Big deal? Hurry up. Gotta catch and kill Barden."
I'd expected resistance, but she was nonchalant.
"Doing it. Don't complain later."
"I won't, so hurry."
I removed her tank top first.
Her elastic breasts jiggled like dropped pudding. She winced in pain as I undressed her.
"Hey, your nipples are hard."
Her pale, perky breasts had scars too. The pink nipples at the tips were nicely shaped.
"Dumbass. Mine are always hard. Just apply the potion."