Chapter 682
Chapter 682
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 682
Chapter Title: Vanguard - Alien Invasion
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My dick was invincible.
I even had skills like Sexual Sensitivity Boost and Pussy's Cry.
Subduing and dominating an enraged Jenna with my cock was a piece of cake. She had never intended to divorce me in the first place. She was already hooked, unable to live without my dick. There was no way she could let me go that easily.
I contacted Reika and arranged a meeting. She strode boldly into the secret hideout. Arms crossed, she said in that annoyingly smug tone,
"You got something to say? Spit it out."
"Pussy. Get wet."
"Wha—? Nngh?!"
Reika staggered. I grabbed her and dragged her into the master bedroom. She squirmed in panic, sensing something was off, but she couldn't break free from my grip.
"I don't know what you're planning, but don't you dare!"
She shrieked at the top of her lungs. Probably calling for her bodyguards, but the house was soundproofed solid.
Thrown onto the bed in the master bedroom, Reika's face went pale. The room was packed with torture devices that looked downright terrifying. Of course, I had no intention of torturing her. They were just for interior decor.
Snap.
Holding the whip, I said to Reika,
"You filthy sow. Today, I'm gonna drill it into you who your master is!"
???
Rrring. Rrring.
My phone rang. It was Brand.
"Mr. S. How's your body holding up?"
I'd taken leave to train Jenna and Reika. Not wanting to just hand it over, I'd staged an accident mid-mission and used recovery as an excuse to get the time off.
"Not bad."
"There's a mission you need to take on."
"What kind? I hope it's something low-key and easy. Ideally, one that doesn't strain the body."
"Heh. Sorry about this."
I scowled hard. Brand's voice wasn't his usual joking tone. It carried genuine pity.
"What the..."
"I can confidently say this is the toughest mission you've ever been assigned. Hands down."
"Spare me the guarantees. What's the mission?"
"Underworld."
"Fuck my life!"
The curse flew out on reflex, spine tingling.
A certain man popped into my head.
Lord Saber.
That bastard had once asked me to persuade the Witch of the Underworld. Back then, I'd thought it was no big deal. I knew jack shit about the Underworld.
Once I learned about it later, I nearly passed out. But I hadn't given up on going there.
'Cause the Underworld Witch was right up my alley!'
I just needed time to prepare.
"Underworld?! Lord Saber! That fucker, right? What the hell did he do?!"
"Spot on. Lord Saber proposed recruiting the Underworld Witch to the higher-ups. They couldn't ignore him, and after experts vetted it, they deemed it feasible."
The Witch of the Underworld was, as her name implied, a villain-adjacent woman living in the Underworld.
Villain-adjacent. Close to villain, but neutral.
"If you guys reached a conclusion among yourselves, handle it yourselves. Why drag me into it?"
"Lord Saber specifically named you. Seems he acknowledges your skills."
"...Fuck that. I don't need his acknowledgment. Can I skip this mission?"
"Too late to convince the higher-ups."
"How are you so sure? You don't know unless you try."
"I've tried. They pull the 'for Earth and humanity' card. Total bullshit justification."
I could refuse.
Underworld.
A insane mission to another world. I had the pull to turn down something like this. What could they do if I said no?
But thinking coldly, taking it now meant government backing. And they knew it wasn't impossible, which is why they tapped me.
"...One condition."
"You're taking it?"
"Earth's at stake; can't just bail. But you gotta meet my terms."
"If it's beyond my paygrade, I'll pass it up the chain. Shoot."
"I want one of Lord Saber's swords."
"...Huh."
Lord Saber. The hero who wields shining swords. I knew he had over 30 of them.
"Even setting aside how ridiculous that is... only Lord Saber can wield his swords. Didn't you know?"
"There's exactly one he can use without being Lord Saber."
"...For real?"
"Dead serious. No sword, no mission."
Lord Saber would hand it over. It was a sword he'd briefly used as a kid—weaker than his others. Plus, he was one of the most responsible heroes out there.
"...I'll relay to the higher-ups. I'll brief you on the mission details until we hear back. Your partner's Cloud. Tomorrow afternoon, with her."
"Hold up. Cloud? As in, with her?"
"Higher-ups know Underworld's dangerous. Even for a top agent like you. No way they'd send you solo."
"...She agreed?"
"Volunteered herself."
"..."
"With Cloud, you'll be relatively safe in the Underworld. Meet the witch, relay the government's intentions, and..."
Brand's explanation dragged on forever. Boring as hell.
???
I got Lord Saber's sword. It looked like a standard longsword. Drawing it from the sheath, the blade gave off a faint glow. Its name: Ausvider. Equipping it boosted my physical stats slightly—I could feel it.
"S. What're you doing? Ready?"
"Yeah. Yeah. Pretty much."
Cloud and I were deep in a Mexican jungle.
The Underworld was another world connected to Earth since ancient times. Passages linking it dotted the globe—monsters from there could invade Earth, or humans could cross over.
We stared at the Underworld entrance Lord Saber had marked. A sinkhole with no visible bottom.
"Gives me the creeps just looking at it."
Cloud hefted a boulder bigger than her head and chucked it in. Over 30 seconds passed—no impact sound.
"This really the way to the Underworld?"
"According to Lord Saber, yes."
"...Feels ominous, but no choice."
Cloud stepped up, wrapping her arms around me from behind. Her soft tits pressed against my back—nice.
"What's this sudden hug? Round two already?"
"Not that. What if it's not a passage? I can fly, so just in case."
"Couldn't you grab my backpack instead?"
"You're wearing it."
"Grab the straps then."
"If the pack falls, you're done. Better hold the body. Here we go."
Cloud gripped me tight and leaped into the sinkhole. I flicked on my flashlight, shining it down. Three seconds, ten—no bottom.
"How deep is this thing... Ugh. Feel that?"
"Yeah. Air's changing."
The air grew heavy, sticky. Breathing felt like gulping water. Then suddenly—we weren't falling. We were rising. No clue how, but upward for sure.
"Purple sky... This is really the Underworld."
Her mutter made me look up. A shrinking hole revealed a violet sky.
With Cloud's help, I easily climbed onto Underworld soil.
Our welcome party: a massive chicken. Black, big enough that 100 people couldn't finish it.
"Huge. I don't even like chicken."
"You don't like tasty chicken?"
"Prefer pork or beef."
Cluck?!
The 10m-plus giant tilted its head at us, then decided we were food and charged, beak primed. Cloud and I dodged sideways.
"Cloud. Deal with that quick."
"You got the sword. You try."
"Why me when you're here?"
Cloud clicked her tongue and punched toward the chicken. It flew back meters, tumbling.
Cock-a-doodle-doo!!
Flailing up, it bellowed in rage and charged Cloud. She unleashed her power—whipping up wind to blast the beast away.
"Should've done that sooner. S. Where to?"
"Hang on."
I pulled the map from my backpack. No inventory access—such a pain.
Lord Saber had sketched it simply.
"Head toward the Ghost Tree first upon arrival."
"Ghost Tree?"
"A tree with a screaming human face. Semitransparent, misty. Approach too close, and you might get cursed."
"Weird-ass trees here. I'll scout from the sky."
"Take me up too. Wanna survey from above."
"Got it."
Cloud grabbed my hand, lifting us skyward. I scanned around. Leafless black trees everywhere. Purple sky felt poisonous.
"That over there—Ghost Tree?"
Cloud pointed right.
A hazy something swayed side to side. Matched the description: screaming face. Kinda dubious if it was a tree, though.
"Yeah, looks like it."
"Lord Saber's map is spot-on. How's he know the Underworld so well?"
"Didn't know? He's a Returner."
"Returner?"
"His family’s special. They send kids to other worlds young to adapt. Underworld's one he wandered."
"Sending kids to other worlds? Insane. What kind of family?"
"No idea. My clearance doesn't cover Lord Saber details."
We chatted as we walked. No flying—Underworld skies crawled with 'Nightmares.' Get caught, and you're fucked.
Aaahhh...
A eerie wail from the Ghost Tree. I checked the map again at its front. Head right—follow straight to exit the forest onto a path.
"Cloud. Rightward. ...What're you doing?"
Cloud glared behind us, eyes hostile, fists clenched. Battle-ready.
"Come out. You know you've been tailed."
From the black trees behind, a man's voice.
"Figured you'd notice past a certain distance."
Dark Maker.
A guy decked head-to-toe in pitch-black tights.
Cloud's arch-nemesis, a villain. Not pure evil, though—pretty popular. Even had a Dark Hero comic.
"You again? Quit stalking already."
Cloud sounded fed up. Dark Maker smirked.
"You ruined my plans, so I ruin yours. Know I've failed over 10 because of you?"
"This is about Earth's fate."
"Exactly why I interfere. Earth needs a clean slate."
"You're hopeless."
Cloud wrapped in clouds; Dark Maker summoned shadows. They charged.
Ignoring me, they clashed mid-air. White versus black—shockwaves each hit.
'Like watching a movie. Fun, but can't waste time. Wanna meet the witch ASAP.'
I drew my sword, focusing. Moment and upgraded Shadow Heaven Style at my disposal.
Focus sharpened—Dark Maker's moves clear. My stats couldn't keep up normally, but Moment changed that. And he was flying my way.
'Moment!'
Shadow Heaven Style: Dawn Light.
A faint beam sliced the dark.
"Gaaahhh!"
Dark Maker screamed, rolling on the ground, crashing into the Ghost Tree. It swallowed him like it was waiting.