Chapter 907
Chapter 907
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 907
Chapter Title: God's Atlantis
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Zone 8,111. The underground pyramid.
Sung Yu-jin's hideout. To be precise, the Heavenly Demon's hideout had a similarly subdued atmosphere to A-Plan Legion's, but it wasn't as grave.
The woman with sand-colored skin and red hair, Kasha Nakvi, managed Zone 5,146—including the Scorpion Desert—along with her older brother, Amad Nakvi, overseeing the Heavenly Demon's territories.
The Heavenly Demon Divine Cult. At some point, it had started being called exactly as Sung Yu-jin intended.
As its fame grew, management was becoming tougher. Still, since they weren't expanding and were just holding their ground, things were manageable enough.
"Ah, this is exhausting. It's already been half a year... When the hell is he coming back, honey?"
Muttering complaints, Kasha entered the hideout and naturally headed straight for the fridge. It was stocked full of drinks. She grabbed a cola can. Even in Atlantis, spending AP let you easily enjoy modern food and snacks.
The one who filled this fridge was a woman named Ok-jeong. The contractor of the "Blue Bird that Calls the Devouring Clouds," whose true name was Princess Yonggil, Ok-jeong served her like a personal maid.
Sipping her cola, Kasha wandered around the pyramid.
"Lady Kasha... You're back. ...Are you hurt anywhere?"
She ran into Ok-jeong. White hair, red eyes. A voluptuous figure. At first glance, she looked like a mature woman, but up close, there was an air of innocence about her.
"I'm fine. If anything, you seem to be working harder. How's the princess?"
"Her Highness... Yes. She's always sticking close to me. But lately... she's gotten really bored and keeps trying to go outside..."
"She's been cooped up here for half a year. I'd want to get out too if I were her."
"But... going out without the Master's permission... Ugh..."
Ok-jeong rubbed her chin, looking troubled. Kasha understood her dilemma. For Princess Yonggil to leave this place, she needed the Heavenly Demon's approval, but he was currently missing.
Just ignore the missing Heavenly Demon and do what you want? No way. All the women in this hideout knew he was alive.
There were two reasons for that.
One was that the zone's ruler hadn't changed. If the ruler died, either the successor they designated would take over, or the position would go vacant. But the zone's ruler was still the Heavenly Demon. He was just somewhere else right now.
The other reason was the subjugation mark. As long as the mark etched on their lower abdomen remained, it meant the Heavenly Demon was safe.
"Aaaah! This is bullshit!!"
Princess Yonggil's anguished voice echoed. Kasha and Ok-jeong's gazes turned to her. As usual, she was sprawled on the sofa, flailing her limbs in rage.
"She threw a fit last time too, and now what's got her tantruming again?"
Kasha approached Princess Yonggil. Even knowing she was a goddess, her words and actions showed no restraint. A goddess or not, they were all in the same boat now.
"This is cheating! Why do I have to die!!"
"Princess. That game again?"
A game console sat on the table. Kasha didn't know the details.
"Ah, perfect timing, you. I'm sick of this place. Take me outside. Ok-jeong won't listen no matter what I say."
Princess Yonggil spoke sternly. But her bravado didn't faze Kasha. She'd seen too much of her ugly side for that.
"I don't have the authority for that."
Actually, she did. She just wasn't taking her because it was obvious Princess Yonggil would cause trouble outside.
"I'm so bored right now. Bored enough to... go insane...!"
Princess Yonggil swung her foot at Ok-jeong.
Thud! Thump! Thwack!
"Ow! Aaaah! St-stop hitting me, Your Highness...!"
She assaulted Ok-jeong indiscriminately. Punching her face, kicking her chest. Kasha didn't intervene. She knew from Ok-jeong's expression—despite the screams—that her face was full of bliss. Ok-jeong was a masochist who enjoyed getting hit.
Pat pat pat pat!
A small figure darted between them and hugged into Kasha's arms.
"Kasha unnie!"
Black hair, red eyes, pale skin—a little girl. Looking about 10 years old, she clung tightly to Kasha.
"Erisia! You've grown even more since last time."
Kasha caught her. The girl giggled happily.
Batory Erisia.
The daughter of Batory Elizabeth and the Heavenly Demon. Despite her appearance of around 10 years old, Erisia had been born less than half a year ago.
The reason Erisia grew so fast was that she was a half-vampire. Her mother, Batory Elizabeth—even if just an avatar—was a divine being. The fact that human blood mixed in didn't erase the divine blood in her daughter.
On top of that, her main body, the "Blood Countess," adored Erisia and had formed a contract with the young girl, helping her in various ways.
"Kasha unnie, when's Daddy coming?"
It was the same question Erisia asked every time they met. Kasha gave a wry smile. No one knew when he'd return.
"Soon."
"Daddy won't hate me, right? Right?"
"...He won't hate you, probably?"
Kasha couldn't be sure. She knew how insane the Heavenly Demon was. He'd kill even a child without hesitation, and Erisia wasn't born from love.
"Hmph. As if that bastard would. He'll probably slap you the moment he sees you. Then lock you up like your mom."
Princess Yonggil sneered. At her nasty words, Erisia pouted sadly.
"Your Highness only says mean things. Kasha unnie, Daddy won't do that. Right?"
"Erisia, ignore the princess. You know she says stupid shit."
Princess Yonggil bristled. She jumped up from the sofa, where she'd been tormenting Ok-jeong, and shouted.
"Kasha, you bitch! How dare you! I'm of a status incomparable to the likes of you! Bow your head! If it weren't for this damn special subjugation... I wouldn't be stuck in this hellhole! So frustrating, so frustrating!"
No one properly reacted to Princess Yonggil. They were used to her outbursts.
Kasha shot back at her.
"Yeah, your status is incomparable. How could you compare to the bidet princess?"
"Y-You, insolent wench!"
"Y-Your Highness! Please calm down!"
Ok-jeong grabbed Princess Yonggil's arm to soothe her rage. Princess Yonggil shook her off violently. Ok-jeong hit the floor.
Kasha didn't back down.
"What, wanna go another round?"
Killing intent leaked from Kasha, making Princess Yonggil flinch. She'd fought Kasha several times before and gotten thoroughly beaten every time.
Princess Yonggil switched targets.
"Erisia!"
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Let me teach you why you were born. Your father made you just to have a useful subordinate. That's the unchanging truth!"
"Yeah, I've heard that a bunch. But I thought about it... and it doesn't really matter. I just want to meet Daddy."
"Guh..."
Princess Yonggil retreated with a groan of anguish. Last time, Erisia had burst into tears, but now she brushed it off with a faint smile. Even for a half-vampire inheriting divine blood, this growth was too rapid.
"Princess, enough already? Even without him here, taking it out on a kid is just pathetic."
"It's not because of that guy!"
"You think I don't know? Everyone knows you're pent up."
"I-I'm not as vulgar as you."
"Right. That's why you masturbate every night before bed? Ok-jeong told me."
"You bitch, Ok-jeong!!"
"Aaaah! D-Don't pull my hair, Your Highness! It h-hurts. Hnng..."
The situation devolved into chaos in an instant.
Kasha knew things were on a knife's edge. They were barely not crossing the line.
"Kasha unnie, spar with me. Ok-jeong unnie takes my hits on purpose, so she's no help."
"You know I go hard, right? If you cry like last time after losing, I'll spank your ass."
"I won't cry anymore!"
"Good, good. Impressive. What about your mom?"
"Mom's sleeping. It's daytime."
Kasha and Erisia headed to their usual training ground. Before starting, Kasha asked Erisia about her stats to check her growth. She could intuitively gauge it through the status window.
Hearing Erisia's stats, Kasha let out a small gasp of admiration. Who would believe these were the stats of a being not even a year old?
'Erisia perfectly inherited her parents' talents.'
Children born in Atlantis were heavily influenced by their parents. They inherited unique traits and skills. Thus, the stronger and more special the parents, the superior the child's abilities.
'What an unfair world.'
It really was unfair.
Just because they had good parents, they could gain talent without any effort.
And it was truly pitiful.
Born in Atlantis. Erisia probably wouldn't even get 20 years. Atlantis would likely end even sooner.
'...No distractions. Focus.'
Her unique trait, Blood Demon Body (A), was perfect for a dhampir like Erisia. It boosted physical abilities and provided bonuses to blood-related skills and traits.
Bloodsucking (B) permanently increased stats by consuming blood. The amount gained depended on the target's existence and strength. It also recovered health and mana. This skill was why Erisia had raised her stats so quickly.
'Even just B-rank has this much power... It'll be terrifying once her traits rank up more.'
Before sparring, Erisia pulled out a glass vial. Too red to be a potion.
"That's blood?"
"Yeah. From the princess."
"You got it from her? Did you ambush her while she slept?"
"No. She treats me well when she's in a good mood."
"That princess is pretty moody, yeah."
After drinking Princess Yonggil's blood, Erisia's aura strengthened. Kasha narrowed her eyes. Erisia had grown more than expected.
'If I go easy, I'll be the one in trouble.'
Whoosh.
Flames erupted around Kasha.
Splurt.
Red blood spread beneath Erisia's feet.
Soon, fire and blood clashed.
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Elena and I prostrated ourselves tensely before her.
After wandering Niflheim for the past two weeks, we'd finally met its mistress. The power and aura emanating from her crushed my entire body, even making Elena solemn.
The Living Corpse (False).
Niflheim's lady.
She was Hel. The goddess whose name meant hell itself.
Hel wore a black robe split precisely in half, her left and right sides utterly different. The left was a vibrant golden-haired beauty with ample breasts. The right was a half-rotted, maggot-infested white-haired crone. Maggots were eating her right eyeball.
'Ugh. The old hag's breasts are sagging... Hard to see, but probably all wrinkly like a rotten apple. Maybe even torn open like a corpse.'
My gaze naturally drifted lower to Hel. The robe obscured her contours.
My mind automatically imagined her hidden pussy.
Split right down the middle where her legs met. Left side a fresh pink pussy, right side rotted black and dangling.
'Impossible.'
No matter how I thought about it, impossible. Just looking at that right half made me want to puke. I'm not a fetishist. Any thoughts of seducing Hel vanished from my mind.
"Little one, entertaining blasphemous thoughts, are we?"
Hel looked at me and let out a chilling laugh.