Chapter 906
Chapter 906
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 906
Chapter Title: God's Atlantis
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"Finally... we're here."
I trembled with emotion.
It had been two months since clearing the Drought Hell. We'd reached the northernmost end of the Hell Zone and entered Hell itself: Niflheim. Passing through Niflheim would take us out of the Hell Zone entirely.
"It's barren in a whole different way from the Drought Hell."
Elena looked around and shared her impressions. She was right—it wasn't like the Drought Hell, but it felt even more desolate.
Niflheim was a frozen wasteland.
The icy ground was rock-hard, and even with shoes and socks on, the biting chill pierced my skin, freezing me down to the bone.
Each zone in the Hell Zone had its own unique traits, and Niflheim was no exception.
"...I knew about it from you, but seeing it in person hits different. The pressure's on another level. How big is the time difference right now?"
"We just entered Niflheim, so it's 1:3. One day here is three days out there. The longer we stay, the worse the ratio gets."
I knew it could stretch up to 1:100 at worst. We had to get through Niflheim as fast as possible.
"...Did we really have to pick this place?"
"The other options are too much for us right now. This one's got the time penalty, but nothing else too tough."
"How do we get out?"
"We meet the lord of this place and get permission."
Elena and I set off to find Niflheim's lord, wherever he might be.
Kang Myung-jin stepped into the A-Plan Legion headquarters.
The air felt heavy. A depressive atmosphere clung stubbornly to his skin.
Half a year had passed since Sung Yu-jin and Elena had fallen into Hell. The A-Plan Legion still hadn't shaken off the aftermath.
'The Hell that Duke Balderth and Sung Yu-jin fell into was the Drought Hell. It's more annoying because of the Hell itself than the monsters. I held out hope based on what Sung Yu-jin showed, but... we're hitting our limit. For the Legion to grow, we need to clean up his traces.'
But that wasn't easy at all, and that was the real problem.
"Master. We just got back from the dungeon."
Ji Young-bin approached Kang Myung-jin. He checked out the new recruits behind him. The fresh Legion members stared at Kang Myung-jin with tense eyes.
To bulk up the Legion, he'd taken in new blood. He'd hoped it'd break the gloomy mood too. It hadn't worked.
"Good work. How's the newbies' training going?"
"Two months of it paid off. They'll all pull their weight."
"Got it. No missions right now, so rest up."
"Yes, Master!"
Ji Young-bin and the recruits bowed and withdrew.
Kang Myung-jin wasn't thrilled with them. They weren't bad, but nothing special—just average. For the Legion to grow fast, he needed someone exceptional in at least one area.
'In that sense, Sung Yu-jin was incredible. Combat prowess, wealth, connections—he had it all. And without the original story knowledge I have.'
With Sung Yu-jin gone, running the Legion felt three times harder.
Kang Myung-jin wandered the headquarters to gauge the Legion's mood more closely.
He slipped into Yoo In-ha's room, the most comfortable spot. Yoo In-ha was reading a magic tome as usual. Kang Myung-jin respected his diligence.
"Yoo In-ha. How's it going lately?"
"Same as always, Master. If I may overstep, you should pick a sub-master. When you're away, the Legion's mood is... the worst."
"I know. It's been on my mind."
His sub-master candidates were Yoo In-ha and Ji Young-bin. But compared to Sung Yu-jin, they fell short. He knew he shouldn't compare, but he did anyway.
"What about Yoo Seo-hee?"
"Sis is the same. Holed up in her room, barely coming out. She chats with Lee Min-jung sometimes, but..."
Since Sung Yu-jin vanished, Yoo Seo-hee had shut herself away. Her skills were useful, so no expulsion yet... but it might be time to consider it seriously.
"Got it. Sorry for interrupting your personal time."
"No problem."
Kang Myung-jin left Yoo In-ha's room and walked the hall. He heard voices from the usually empty break room. Inside, a golden-haired elf sat on the sofa, staring blankly out the window.
"Lilsne."
"Ah, Master. You're back. Did things go well?"
Lilsne reacted. She'd been spacing out a lot since Sung Yu-jin disappeared.
Kang Myung-jin shook his head.
"Unfortunately not. House Balderth is in even worse chaos than us. Some nobles are slamming them, sparking zone wars. They're weakening by the day. No spare support for us."
"...House Balderth is in trouble too, huh."
"Ancient ducal house in the Yustria Empire. They won't crumble from this—we don't need to worry."
"Right. What's next on the schedule?"
"In a month, joint raid on Zone 165 with Exevil Legion."
"A month's tight for prep time, isn't it?"
"We're support. Exevil's leading the raid."
"If we're support, I probably won't see much action. Still, I'll prep my best."
"Thanks."
Kang Myung-jin looked around more, then headed to the training grounds.
As always, Joo Seo-hyun had claimed them. She was so deep in training she didn't notice him.
Joo Seo-hyun swung her sword through the air. Her strikes were flawlessly precise—enough to impress Kang Myung-jin. He pondered her swordsmanship.
'If I fought her, it wouldn't be quick. Might take at least an hour. Winning... not guaranteed.'
For half a year, Joo Seo-hyun hadn't slacked once. Over 16 hours a day, pure training.
"...What brings you here?"
She lowered her sword and asked.
"Just passing by. I can spar if you want."
"...Spar? Nah, not now."
Kang Myung-jin sensed something off. Normally, she'd jump at it, charging like a wild horse.
But now, she was calm. Her eyes cold, fixed on some distant goal.
"Joo Seo-hyun. I've got something important."
"What?"
"I want you as sub-master. Thought about Yoo In-ha and Ji Young-bin, but... their combat skills are too low."
"Pass."
Her refusal was firm.
"...Why? It's not hard. Just help manage the Legion a bit more."
"That guy's coming back anyway, so I'd have to step down. No point taking a hassle like sub-master when the end's set."
Kang Myung-jin shut his mouth. Her words rang with conviction now, unlike before. She truly believed Sung Yu-jin would return.
Perplexed, he had to ask.
"You think Sung Yu-jin's alive?"
"He's alive, so yeah."
"......"
Different from before—she'd always said she didn't know. Instead of asking more, Kang Myung-jin used Dragon Eye. Faster that way.
'Strength, agility, stamina all up again. Effects from her rank-up Sword Emperor (SS) a few months back and Oath of Vengeance (S)... Insane growth rate.'
Oath of Vengeance (S). A growth acceleration skill. Even with minimal elixirs, she'd grown this much.
'At this rate, she might catch up to me in a year.'
His gaze shifted to Mark of Vengeance (S).
A skill that reveals the target's location.
'Was A-rank before. Now S-rank.'
When Sung Yu-jin fell into the Hell Zone, even activating Mark of Vengeance (A) hadn't shown his location. But at S-rank, it would.
"...Mark of Vengeance reacted to Sung Yu-jin?"
Joo Seo-hyun nodded. Her eyes weren't on Kang Myung-jin—they were elsewhere.
"Yeah. It points to where he is."
"You look pleased. That happy he's alive?"
"Obviously. He has to be alive for me to kill him."
Killing intent radiated from her. Kang Myung-jin stepped back. He didn't know their history, but their talents were top-tier in Atlantis.
Joo Seo-hyun smiled.
It was bloodthirsty, but in the half-year since Sung Yu-jin vanished, she hadn't smiled once. Was it just vengeance glee? Kang Myung-jin doubted it.
"Good intel. I'll head out. You?"
"Training."
"Got it."
Kang Myung-jin left the training grounds.
Joo Seo-hyun stood blankly, glancing to confirm he was gone, then activated Mark of Vengeance (S).
Mark of Vengeance (S)
Mark of Vengeance activates. Target direction detected.
She'd checked countless times. And again, she felt Sung Yu-jin's presence clearly.
'Sung Yu-jin...!'
She gnashed her teeth. Her body heated up. She stripped off her training clothes without hesitation. On her lower body was the chastity belt she'd never removed in half a year.
'Sung Yu-jin! You think you can lock this on me and run? Don't make me laugh... You'll pay.'
Joo Seo-hyun gripped her breasts. When her body—developed by Sung Yu-jin—heated up, the belt prevented relief, so she kneaded her chest.
"Haa, haa... Hngh..."
She massaged her ample breasts, tugging her erect nipples. They stretched, pleasure surging. But it wasn't enough. Nipples alone couldn't cool her fire.
She grabbed her sword. Smashed the hilt against the belt.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
"Hngh! Hnngh, haang!!"
The small dildos on the belt plunged into her pussy and ass, shaking with each hit, flooding her with sexual ecstasy.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
"Hnnngh, ohhh!!"
Truth was, she could remove it now. Her unique trait Sword Emperor (SS) let her use sword aura briefly. But she didn't.
'Sung Yu-jin, I'll beat you and take this off myself.'
She'd decided: beat him, claim the key, remove it.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
"Ah, aaaaaah!"
Blinding climax hit her mind. Joo Seo-hyun screamed in ecstasy, collapsing. Her knees buckled, hips limp. Her full breasts squished against the floor.
Through her hair, her face showed: eyes unfocused, drool spilling from her panting mouth.
Drip, drip, drip.
Clear fluid leaked from the belt to the floor. The belt's function turned urine into plain water.
"S-Sung Yu-jin...! I'll k-kill you... haaaaaang!"
Twitch, twitch.
Her prone body shuddered for a while longer.