Chapter 511
Chapter 511
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 511
Chapter Title: God's Atlantis
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I first took off her tank top.
Her elastic breasts jiggled like pudding that had dropped. She grimaced, apparently feeling pain as her clothes were removed.
"Hey, your nipples are hard?"
There were scars on her pale, perky breasts too. The pink nipples at the tips were nicely shaped.
"You idiot. My nipples are always hard. Just apply the potion."
As Olivia said, I applied the potion. My hand touched the wounded area. She flinched. Her body trembled. Olivia gritted her teeth and held back any sound. The potion's effect was outstanding. I could see the wounds healing right before my eyes.
While applying the potion, I subtly cupped her breast. The C-cup filled my hand perfectly, firm like a rubber ball.
Thwack!
Olivia's fist immediately flew and smacked my head.
"Hey, you bastard! What the hell are you doing?!"
"It was a mistake. A mistake."
With that, I quickly pulled off her leggings. If I hesitated, she'd throw a fit and insist on applying it herself.
Once the leggings were off, black panties came into view. She seemed like the type who didn't care much about dolling up her appearance like most women, but these panties were surprisingly luxurious and sexy.
'A T-back, huh.'
I pretended to be surprised, but I'd half-expected it. From behind earlier, I hadn't seen much of a panty line on her ass.
I applied potion to the wound on her thigh while staring at her black panties. I wondered if even a single pubic hair might poke out. But not a single strand did.
"Fuck... it hurts like hell.... Hey, you've been staring openly since earlier?"
"Gotta look at the wound to treat it."
"Don't pretend it was a mistake and grope me."
"......"
I scrapped the plan to "accidentally" slip my hand and touch her pussy at the end of treatment.
Pretending to focus on treatment, I examined her legs inside the leggings. Nice shape. Firm thighs, slender calves. Not many models had legs as impressive as hers.
'Lots of scars. All from blades.'
Others might recoil, but since women like Olivia were rare, it only turned me on more.
Treatment finished. We stayed put and rested. It would take a little time for all her wounds to fully heal.
"...All good now. Let's go kill Barden."
Olivia stood up. She didn't seem to be forcing herself through the pain like before.
While she focused on recovering, I'd been quietly pondering. I thought it over, but no easy answer came. So I decided to just ask directly.
"Olivia. How do I have to do it to fuck you?"
"...Huh? You're not saying you wanna take a nap together or something..., you're asking how to have sex with me?"
"Yeah. You seem like the type who wouldn't spread her legs even for billions."
"Fuck. I'm not a whore."
"That's why I'm asking straight up."
"You crazy bastard."
Olivia clenched her fist and glared at me. I thought I'd get hit, but she soon relaxed it.
"I've seen countless lunatics and idiots while living in the lawless zone, but you're a whole new breed of idiot."
"The world's wide. There are plenty like me. So, what do I gotta do to fuck you? Fight you and prove I'm stronger? Or give you the flashiest confession in the world?"
"Neither."
That was unexpected.
I'd figured with her personality, she'd say she only sleeps with men stronger than her.
She stared right into my face, then smirked.
"The flashiest confession in the world? I hate that meaningless crap. A man stronger than me? I know my place. The world's full of guys stronger than me. You think I'd spread my legs for every one of them? I'd rather die than sell my body."
"Then how can I have you?"
"Bullshit!"
Olivia grabbed my shoulder hard. The grip strength from her trained muscles made even my tough body ache.
"I'm not an object."
"......"
"But."
She let go and grinned.
"If the mood strikes, maybe. I'm human too, with needs. But right now, finding and crushing that Barden fucker comes first."
"......Yeah. You're right. That first."
Olivia and I set off to find Barden.
We encountered an unexpected sight.
Barden had killed Jerdin, the master of Jerdin Legion, and was looting something from him.
The elf man's head—with tattoos on his face—rolled across the floor and stopped at Olivia's feet.
"Barden.... you filthy bastard. Couldn't shake your true nature, betrayed again."
Olivia spat it out like chewed trash. She reached into the air. Six knives slipped between her fingers. Without hesitation, she hurled them.
Barden dodged the knives with somewhat unnatural movements and smirked. From his eyeless socket under the removed eyepatch, a faint golden light leaked.
I could guess how Barden killed Jerdin. Probably using the power of that time spirit thing.
"Olivia. Betrayal's common here. I don't get why you're going this far."
"Betrayal's common, and traitors getting payback is common too! Die, you fuck!"
Olivia charged. Curved swords and chains were suddenly in her hands.
I followed behind her to attack Barden but hesitated. What he held in one hand caught my attention.
'What the hell is that? Doesn't look ordinary.'
It looked like a black orb, about the size of an adult fist. I temporarily boosted my vision with mana to inspect it closely. Inside the orb, hundreds of gears meshed and spun endlessly.
"Fuck...."
Olivia halted mid-charge. Barden had used his power. But it had limits—blood trickled from his nose.
I moved. Planned to hit him with Dragon Vortex, but faster, Barden shoved the black orb into his right eye socket, which glowed faintly golden. It shouldn't have fit, but it slid right in.
"Kuhahaha! Norden! Kill them!"
A mix of gold and black light burst from Barden's right eye toward Olivia.
I gave up the counter chance and pulled Olivia aside to dodge. Where the light passed was wrecked like a giant had stomped through.
"Situation's flipped, huh? Haha!"
Barden laughed triumphantly and attacked again. I fell back first. Wild blasts of light. Whatever it was, it was dangerous.
'Not magic, but mana-based. He'll tire eventually.'
Aim for when he's exhausted. Luckily, he seemed thrilled with his new power.
Dodging him was easy. Drunk on power, he rampaged everywhere, smashing things while hunting us.
"Hey! When did I ask you to save me?!"
Olivia, in my arms, vented her frustration. With her battle sense, she knew the situation.
"So chatty even after I saved you."
"I could've tanked that! You ignoring my body now?"
"How could I ignore that hot body?"
"Shut up and put me down!"
Olivia landed. Not that I put her down—she bounced off herself.
Her eyes burned with fighting spirit. Looked ready to charge Barden. But she stayed cool-headed.
"That fucker started using that power after shoving something weird in his eye."
"Probably the cause. But he's clumsy with it compared to his raw power. And right now, he's high on it."
"He's no combat specialist. I got done in by Jerdin earlier, not Barden. Don't misunderstand."
"......Worst case, he might not tire."
"We fight together. You know his stop ability? Bet it's once per person."
Olivia was right. If it worked on multiples, he'd have stopped us both earlier.
"If we team up properly, our odds are... high."
"Since he's shit at fighting."
Olivia paused, then asked me.
"...Why'd you save me earlier? We're allies, but not that close. If I were you, I'd have countered."
"You're more important to me than Barden."
"......"
Olivia silently flipped me off.
We both charged at Barden.
"Running like rats, changed your minds?"
"Shut up, punk. Got some power and acting big? You know the fate of guys in the lawless zone who rely on flimsy strength without me telling you?"
"Heh. This look flimsy? With this, I'm invincible! I'll absorb Jerdin Legion and rule the lawless zone!"
Barden spouted ambitions. He'd claim we killed Jerdin, whom he betrayed and murdered, to take the legion. Seemed his real goal was Jerdin Legion all along.
'......That factory that seemed it'd never stop... it did.'
I intuited it related to the black orb jammed in his right eye.
"I'll stuff your head and hang it in front of my hideout, you fuck!"
The battle began.
Olivia and I linked up, attacking Barden. He used the time spirit power aggressively.
When my movement was sealed, Olivia pressed the attack. Barden, aiming for the moment time ended, frowned.
'The stop duration's shortening. Started at 40 seconds, now under 10.'
His physical stats and mana were way up from before. But mental fatigue was maxed. Barden's focus was slipping.
"F-fuck! You think I came this far to lose to punks like you?!"
Barden thrashed, bleeding everywhere.
His final desperate lunge—pure luck or not—was dangerous for Olivia. He targeted the moment she paused to catch her breath, blasting light from his eye.
I deliberately stepped in front of her, shielding.
Similar to when I'd saved her earlier. Difference: the counter chance I'd given up went to her.
Heavenly Demon Divine Art: Vajra Demon Dragon.
Vajra Demon Dragon's power infused my body. I crossed my arms, taking Barden's light head-on.
"Olivia. Kill that fucker."
"Crazy bastard."
Olivia circled and closed in instantly, stabbing a knife into Barden's throat. He couldn't stop her and collapsed.
"Damn... nothing goes right...."
He left a lamenting last word and vanished.
"Whew. Fuck."
She kicked Barden's corpse, lay on the floor, and caught her breath. Her body was drenched in sweat.
'What the hell did he put in his eye? Let's check.'
I pulled out the black orb from his eye.
Black Heart
A perpetual motion engine that endlessly generates energy by constant movement. Rank:SSS
"......!!"
An SSS-rank item, no less.
'Perpetual motion engine? Generates infinite energy?'
That explained why the factory suddenly stopped and auto-repair vanished.
'No power source, so it halted. This was the factory's engine.'
Come to think of it, the name Black Heart felt oddly familiar.