Chapter 905
Chapter 905
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 905
Chapter Title: God's Atlantis
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Elena reaching Bond Level 10 and gaining access to the shared skill Complete Recovery had completely shifted our combat capabilities. The lifespan constraint that had been weighing her down was essentially gone.
Complete Recovery could only be used once every 12 hours, but that hardly felt like a significant limitation.
Over the past three days, Elena and I had focused on gathering "Mammon's Apple Seeds" in the Drought Hell, managing to collect over a million of them.
It was all thanks to Elena. Using her illusion magic, she summoned torrential rains across the Drought Hell, growing massive numbers of trees and harvesting their fruits.
"Elena, with you around, I won't even need to use the Flute of Torrential Rain when creating the forest."
"The range of the rain I summon varies. From here, even using up my entire remaining lifespan, I can only maintain it for about an hour within a 100km radius."
"Just an hour at most?"
With her remaining lifespan of over 80 years, and even that only yielding an hour. It was hard to believe.
"My illusions aren't omnipotent. Think about the nature of this Drought Hell. Making it rain here means twisting the laws of this zone. To exaggerate a bit, it's like altering the laws of the world itself. The fact that I can sustain it for a full hour is insanely impressive."
"The Flute of Torrential Rain lasts for three hours, though?"
Elena shot me a sharp glare.
"...That's different. The Flute isn't affected by the Drought Hell's laws. You know why without me saying it, right?"
"Because it operates on a higher law."
"Exactly. Item effects fall under the system's laws. Low-rank items might be influenced, but anything A-rank or higher ignores the zone's laws."
"Got it. Then let's stick to the original plan and focus on building the forest within three hours."
"We should prepare for the worst case too. A million trees is impressive, but with that many, we might run short on water."
"The problem is not knowing the exact criteria for a 'forest.' If 1,000 trees qualify, that's perfect. If not, we'll plant as many apple trees as possible while the rain falls."
"With me here, it'll go smoothly. We can start tomorrow morning."
In the middle of the red desert, I put the Flute of Torrential Rain to my lips and blew. Piiiieek. A shrill sound pierced the air. I wanted to play something cool for Elena, like a proper melody, but I had no idea how to work the thing. If it had been a recorder, I might've pretended to sing along.
A crack formed in the flute I held, and it crumbled into dust.
"It's coming."
Elena, cloaked in her red mantle, the Hecate Cape, looked up at the sky. Thick black clouds were gathering from who-knows-where.
I could feel it in my body even without her saying it. A cool breeze, the first I'd felt in this desert, brushed over my skin.
"Elena. Let's stick to the plan."
"Got it."
Drop. Drop-drop. Drop-drop-drop-drop-drop.
The torrential rain poured down. The red sand soaked it up.
'Heavenly Eye.'
My senses sharpened, and my vision enhanced. I tried to see the end of the thunderclouds, but they stretched endlessly.
'This rain must be covering the entire zone. And it's coming down way heavier than I expected. This is doable.'
Elena cast a spell and soared into the sky. I dashed in the opposite direction. The rain had chased away the oppressive heat that had tormented me in the Drought Hell. My body felt light.
I raced across the desert, scattering apple seeds and Hevil's Accelerators everywhere.
The seeds sprouted instantly upon hitting the sand, growing into full trees in moments. Thanks to the relentless downpour, their growth never stalled.
'Running around like this is exhausting.'
Heavenly Demon Divine Art: Heavenly Demon Seed Scattering.
I infused the seeds with Heavenly Demon Qi and scattered them.
Pa-pa-pa-pat!
Hundreds of seeds flew out at once, landing across the ground.
Three hours passed.
The thunderclouds that blanketed the sky dissipated.
'Success.'
We'd grown about 600,000 apple trees and earned the system's recognition as a forest.
The Red Drought was a red staff.
"Now we can escape the Drought Hell with this. The issue is not knowing where to go next... Guess I'll ask Mammon."
"Keke. I can sense the dignity of a Hell noble from you. Looks like you successfully dominated the Drought Hell."
Clap-clap-clap.
Mammon clapped as he looked at me. It was meant as congratulations, but it felt like mockery to me.
"I'm here to buy information."
"I always welcome customers. But I don't see the lady with you. With her lifespan running out... Oh dear, have I said something rude?"
Elena was not just fine—she was full of energy, probably passed out drunk by now.
"Skip the nonsense. Information trade."
"I can guess what you're after. Looking for a way out of the Hell zones, right?"
"...Yeah. You know it, don't you? What's the price?"
"I'll need 500,000 AP."
Mammon grinned. He was jacking up the price without a second thought. The worst part was knowing it was a rip-off but having no choice. Without Mammon, information was scarce.
"Too expensive. I already have a rough idea of how to escape the Hell zones."
"Oh? Is that so? Mind sharing what you know? The price might adjust accordingly."
"There are entrances at the east, west, south, and north of the Hell zones. Big gates for entering Hell or exiting to the outside."
"Yes, correct. You know your stuff. Yet you're here asking me, so... you need directions."
"North. I'm heading north to get out. I want the path to the north."
Mammon's eye gleamed. He chuckled as if amused.
"North... Interesting choice. Do you know what kind of place it is?"
"I know the basics. Lowest difficulty among the four."
"Relatively safe, yes. But it comes with a heavy price. Are you sure about north? It could be the worst choice."
"No. It's the best option. Highest chance of success."
Above all, I had no info on the other zones. To make full use of what I knew, north was the way.
"Very well. I'll tell you the path north. 50,000 AP. Pay an extra 100,000, and I'll throw in some very useful info. Keke."
"I'll pay the extra 100,000 AP."
This wasn't the time to skimp. Even if overpriced, I needed solid intel.
Mammon rattled off the information. I memorized every detail, focusing intently.
Before leaving, Mammon handed me a compass. It looked ordinary at a glance.
"What's this?"
"Hell's Compass. With this, you'll never lose your way in a Hell zone."
Useful. This would cut down time wandering the Hell zones.
"50,000 AP. Not essential if you navigate well."
"......"
I bought the Hell's Compass.
"Let's go."
"You've found a way out of the Hell zones, huh. Finally free of this damn desert. Suits me fine."
Elena and I trekked through the red desert. Our destination was north, but according to Mammon, we needed to head west first.
The Drought Hell was vast. At its scale, it would take at least a week.
We didn't complain or stop walking. As its ruler, Hell's traits no longer affected us, making travel comfortable. Not feeling the heat at night was a bonus.
When night fell, we stopped to conserve stamina. Complete Recovery existed, but in an unpredictable Hell zone, we couldn't spam it.
We turned in early, but actually fell asleep in the late hours of dawn.
Smack, slurp... slurrrp... smack.
Inside the tent pitched in the desert, Elena lay between my legs, licking my cock with her tongue. Her small crimson tongue slid from base to tip along the shaft, her pursed lips sucking at the glans with wet pops. My balls were gripped in one hand, kneaded gently.
My erect cock glistened, slick with her saliva and precum.
I stifled a groan threatening to escape. Elena's blowjob targeted my weak spots with cunning precision. She seemed to enjoy giving it more than I enjoyed receiving.
Throb-throb.
As my cock twitched, her hand clamped down at the base, blocking my release.
"Elena. Let me cum already."
"I told you at the start. Hold out for 30 minutes. You agreed. Ten minutes left—no complaints."
Lick.
She lapped at the slit in my glans. No mercy for the sensitive spot.
"Haaah... Feels so good. The pulsing and heat through your cock... I can't get enough."
Elena wriggled her mouth like a caterpillar between my thighs. Her thighs rubbed together with sticky sounds. I didn't need to look to know her pussy's state.
"Hmph..."
Elena engulfed the glans. Her lips worked it like chewing gum. I braced my hands on the ground, tilting my head back to stare at the tent ceiling, breathing steadily to endure her fellatio.
Three minutes left.
Just three more minutes.
"Look at me."
Squeeze.
Elena gripped my balls firmly.
"......"
No choice. I lowered my head. My eyes met hers as she nuzzled her nose and mouth against my shaft, licking away. She smirked like a little devil. Seeing her face surged the urge to cum, but she denied it.
Three minutes of writhing agony. Finally, the moment I'd craved arrived.
Elena parted her lips, half-lidded eyes watching. With her permission, my cock erupted. Thick white semen filled her mouth, staining her crimson tongue, splattering onto her blue hair.
Maybe from holding back so intensely for 30 minutes, it didn't stop there. The endless release soiled her breasts and back before ending. My semi-soft cock was drenched in white cum.
"Not done yet. Get hard again."
Lick.
Elena licked my cock once more.