Chapter 901
Chapter 901
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 901
Chapter Title: God's Atlantis
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Having uncovered the truth through autoplay, I swallowed hard.
I was shocked to learn that the woman I needed to conquer had already been conquered, and hit with a second shock upon realizing she was far more depraved than I'd imagined.
'So she was planning to cast an illusion on me and put me to sleep...'
Elena would strip naked once I was asleep and play with my body. Fondling my cock was basic stuff, and she'd even straddle my face for some facesitting. My face often ended up drenched in her juices.
'Handjobs were a given... even footjobs. And thighjobs too. It's bordering on fetish territory.'
Fellatio was included, of course.
Seeing her—the same woman who always acted so prim and haughty—with my cock in her mouth, totally engrossed... it made my dick twitch hard.
'It's not just simple lust driving her to do this.'
Elena's words came back to me.
Go ahead and pounce if you want.
That hadn't been a teasing joke. It was sincere.
'Should I just barge in and ravish her right now? Nah. Rare opportunities like this don't come often—I should savor it a bit.'
I kept rewinding autoplay into the past to see when Elena had started this, and whether she was still a virgin.
In the end, Elena was a virgin.
Despite all her pervy antics, she'd never crossed that final line.
'It started from the first day we fell into Drought Hell... That day must've left quite an impression on her.'
It began with fingers. She'd toy with my mouth using her fingers, then move to my cock. As time passed and she got used to it, her actions grew bolder. She'd strip naked and rub her body all over mine, or kiss me while masturbating. Utterly lewd.
'And damn, even unconscious, I'm still me. Who knew I'd fondle and caress Elena's body on instinct?'
Even in my sleep, I'd unconsciously grope Elena's body. Kneading her breasts, grabbing her ass. I'd even gently touch her pussy. What impressed me was how careful my fingers got around her pussy. Simple reason: to avoid breaking her hymen.
'It's second nature at this point. Satisfying.'
I stared intently at my smartphone. On the screen, Elena hesitantly stripped. It was day four in Drought Hell, and she took off everything, even her underwear, going fully nude.
'Breasts... top-end D-cup, with pink nipples. Perfect shape too.'
Not a single ounce of excess fat. A flawless, stunning figure from any angle.
'Pubes... she has them. Didn't see any earlier... Did she shave today?'
Her blue pubes, matching her hair, were intriguing.
Hesitant at first, Elena lay down on top of me. She rubbed her body against mine bit by bit, then kissed my mouth. In my sleep, I grabbed her waist and ass, lost in the kiss. Elena focused solely on kissing for over an hour.
"Haa... haa... I shouldn't be doing this..."
Elena murmured as she sat up. She squatted over my head. Her pussy hovered right above my face. Unconsciously, I used my tongue just like I would during cunnilingus, and Elena gripped my head, panting in pleasure.
It went on for dozens of minutes. She seemed utterly addicted to her first taste of sexual ecstasy. Half-lidded eyes glazed over as she used my face like a masturbation toy. I didn't mind that part, but it sucked that I wasn't awake for it.
Satisfied with her session, Elena got up. She slowly looked down, scrutinizing my face.
"Oh no..."
Blushing, she let out a sigh. She had reason to feel embarrassed. Lost in her lust, she'd used my face however she pleased.
My hair was a tangled mess like a bird's nest, my face slathered in sticky juices. To top it off, a few of her curly blue pubes clung to my lips, cheeks, and nose.
"...Too vulgar."
She used magic to clean up the traces. Removed the gunk from my face, straightened my hair. Perfect. Her cleanup was so thorough that even after waking, I'd never noticed a thing.
"...These hairs. They make it look even trashier."
Elena fiddled with a blue pube soaked in her sticky juices.
'I think the acts themselves were the real issue, pubes or not.'
After pondering for a while, she glanced at my face and nodded decisively. Then she cast magic to cleanly shave her pubes. She even went out to the desert and burned them away for good measure.
'Shame. If she'd asked me, I'd have gladly helped depilate her.'
Elena rubbed her now-smooth pussy several times, as if it felt unfamiliar. A nice sight. The hairless mound let her pink labia show nicely.
"...Might as well experiment once."
She squatted over my head again. Her smooth pussy touched my sleeping lips.
"Hngh! Th-this feels... ahh!"
Elena seemed to like her bald pussy just fine.
As time went on, Elena's actions grew bolder. At first, she'd glance at my face for signs... now she didn't bother.
She'd switch positions, sucking, licking, and grinding on my body for fun. Sometimes she'd snuggle into my arms and just surrender to my unconscious self. When it came to sex, I'd reached an unconscious mastery, caressing her expertly.
'Kuh. As expected of me. Impressive.'
Who am I?
Sung Yu-jin, the supreme Sex King who tamed Yuria Grace, the world's top genius! Even she can't match me in bed!
'Sex is my life!'
Feeling pleased, I replayed autoplay several times and nodded. Elena's antics were impressive, but she hesitated at that final line.
'She's a virgin, after all.'
People hesitate with the unknown. And Elena wasn't just any virgin. Illusion Duke. One of the empire's five dukes. That massive pride held her back.
She claimed to have abandoned it all, but pride doesn't vanish just because you say so.
'...But even that's coming soon.'
Elena rubbed her pussy against my cock. The distance was dangerously close.
'She could lose it to me tonight and it wouldn't be weird.'
Good thing I'd caught her cute nighttime escapades today.
'When I take Elena's virginity, I need to be fully conscious. If she'd broken it while I slept... I might've used a 30-day regression ticket.'
Stroking my chin, I sank into thought.
Taking Elena was a done deal. If I yelled "Spread 'em!" right now, she'd probably obey meekly.
'But that's no fun. Isn't there a way? Maybe get Elena to...'
After deep consideration, I dumped all my points into the [Acting] trait.
I confirmed.
No regrets about the points—they weren't wasted. Leveling Acting would help me eventually. Points invested in traits, skills, or stats weren't gone for good.
I licked my lips with my tongue and entered the world of God's Atlantis.
Entering the [God's Atlantis] world, I donned the Hecate Cape and headed out of Hell's Shelter. Right before leaving, I glanced back at Elena.
She lay leisurely in bed, eyes closed in peaceful repose. Hard to believe this was the woman who'd molested me all night.
'No matter how well she plays innocent, I already know the truth.'
But I wouldn't show it here.
Even sharp Elena wouldn't catch on. I'd just leveled Acting, and even before, I was confident in my skills. No chance of slipping up.
Stepping into the godforsaken red desert, I headed for the apple tree I'd planted yesterday. No expectations it'd still be intact. Obvious what'd happened to it.
'Just as I thought.'
Only withered remnants remained where the tree had been—smaller than my palm.
'No magic beast signs. The sand absorbed it.'
This was Drought Hell, filled with red sand. The hellish sand being special wasn't surprising.
I repeated yesterday's routine. Planted Mammon's apple tree seed in the red sand, dripped a drop of Hevil’s Accelerator. With water, it sprouted and shot up rapidly.
'In the end, that's all I gotta do. Just keep it watered.'
Then it'd bear fruit on its own. Simple work.
I got to it absentmindedly.
While watering, when apples clustered on the tree, I'd kick the trunk. Apples rained down. Using mana, I levitated them into a box and stored in my inventory. Left outside, they'd wither quick.
'...Deseeding? I'll have people in other worlds do it.'
Tried cultivating Mammon's apple trees elsewhere once. For easier seed farming.
'Failed.'
Not your average tree. Grew fast with Hevil’s Accelerator, but only about 10 apples per tree, and they tasted like crap.
'This tree sucks up too much soil nutrients for its special nature. Normal ground can't handle it.'
I grabbed a handful of the now-moist red sand.
After dumping about 10 tons of water, I could check the sand's rank.
'In short, with enough water, this is prime soil.'
The wet red sand in my hand dried in under three minutes. Dry sand's rank was unreadable.
'A properly grown Mammon's apple tree yields about 100 apples... 2 seeds each... Faster than I thought to hit my goal.'
My target: 100,000 Mammon's apple seeds. Focused, I could do it in a day. Thanks to Hevil’s Accelerator.
'No rush. Time's plentiful—take it slow. More excited for tonight, anyway. Wonder how Elena acts this time?'
Only hassle was hauling massive water from other worlds.
"Grrr..."
A beastly growl from behind. Glancing back, a magic beast—wolf body, snake head—drooled as it eyed me.
'A wildcard. Harmless one, though.'
Summoming Stormbreaker to my hand, I charged the beast. Quick dispatch. Best way with these things.
Back at Hell's Shelter, I ate with Elena first.
"How was today? Work going smooth?"
"Smooth. Probably execute the plan in three days."
"Hope it goes well."
"Don't talk like it's someone else's problem. You agreed to help. Elena, how's your condition?"
"Thanks to you, I focused on recovery. Simple magic's no issue. Body's still a mess, though."
I held out my hand. Elena naturally placed hers in my palm.
I channeled my mana into her to check her state. Easiest method for me.
"...You're weak."
Weak.
No internal injuries or physical wounds, but weak. Couldn't describe it better.
"Think you can manage? Skip if it's too much."
"Just planting seeds. You think I can't handle that?"
Arguing more would bruise her pride. I let it go. Not dangerous anyway.
Afterward, we chatted idly to pass the time.
Then bedtime arrived.
'Time to fool Elena...!'