Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 135

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 135】

135. Spear Against Spear (2)

Kwon Chan-seong charged toward Catalina Blaga while manifesting the power of the Black Dragon Bloodline.
Black scales began to cover Kwon Chan-seong’s arms, shoulders, and back.
The front was completely exposed. The black scale armor only protected his arms and back.
At first glance, it seemed foolish. Black scale armor was a defensive ability. To place it on his back rather than his front?
“So that’s your own modified version?”
Yet Catalina Blaga did not mock Kwon Chan-seong’s appearance.
Bloodline members who could cover their entire bodies in black scale armor were extremely rare. Most bloodline members could not generate such vast quantities of black scales. Therefore, the members of the Heukcheon Bloodline each used their black scale armor in different forms.
Kwon Chan-seong was no exception.
By wrapping his arms in black scale armor, he increased his offensive power. Simultaneously, by covering his back, he created a support structure to withstand the recoil of his attacks.
“Enough of your chattering. I’ll rip your mouth open.”
Kwon Chan-seong raised all ten fingers. The fingers covered in black scales resembled a dragon’s claws.
He slashed through the air with his claws. The dragon technique became ten slashing attacks that descended upon Catalina Blaga.
Catalina Blaga did not dodge. She swung her aura-wrapped fist and shattered the slashes.
A collision between two absolute beings.
The shockwave alone reduced the buildings behind Catalina Blaga to rubble. The ground beneath them cracked.
An enormous cloud of dust obscured the vision. Catalina Blaga sighed in lament.
“Rebuilding this will cost quite a bit.”
“Shouldn’t you be worrying about your life first?”
Kwon Chan-seong burst through the dust and kicked Catalina Blaga’s abdomen head-on.
Kwon Chan-seong’s kick did not send Catalina Blaga flying. It tore away a chunk of her flesh. A hole opened in her body.
“That hurts.”
But Catalina Blaga did not even blink.
Before the regenerative power of the Bloodline Servant, such a wound was merely a scratch.
This much was what Kwon Chan-seong had anticipated. Without hesitation, he clenched his fist and condensed the dragon technique.
Around Kwon Chan-seong’s fist, the surrounding air began to swirl ominously. At this extraordinary phenomenon, Catalina Blaga’s expression hardened.
If that fist was unleashed, she would die.
Catalina Blaga sensed this instinctively.
“Haaah!”
Kwon Chan-seong released his fist with a shout. The dragon technique began to take form.
Black Dragon Twelve Ascension Martial Arts—Superior Form
Qi Strike Style Rising Dragon Fist
In that instant, Catalina Blaga’s eyes turned crimson. The power of the Bloodline Servant engulfed Kwon Chan-seong’s vision.
The ground suddenly began to convulse. Countless spears erupted from the earth. The spears pierced through Kwon Chan-seong’s body in multiple places.
“Ugh—?”
Searing pain flooded through me. My limbs and torso pierced simultaneously—I couldn’t unfurl the Rising Dragon Fist.
Catalina Blaga seized the opening without hesitation, grasping Kwon Chan-seong’s fist. In the same breath, she unleashed her mana.
The moment their mana collided, a tremendous explosion erupted. The shockwave hurled both of them backward.
“How tedious.”
Kwon Chan-seong brushed the dirt from his clothes as he spoke. Despite standing at the explosion’s epicenter, he remained unscathed.
“It seems my illusion doesn’t suit your tastes.”
Catalina Blaga, by contrast, bore wounds scattered across her skin. Yet they regenerated in the blink of an eye.
“Doesn’t suit my tastes? I finally found an opponent worthy of my level. And this is what you offer—parlor tricks? I have every right to be furious.”
“Parlor tricks, you say? How disappointing. Shall I show you something genuine?”
Catalina Blaga’s eyes began to radiate a crimson glow.
The instant Kwon Chan-seong saw that red light, the ground beneath his feet collapsed.
“What?”
I plummeted toward the bottomless chasm below. I attempted to create footholds in midair using mana, but it scattered uselessly.
Then it happened.
From the darkness below, monsters raised their heads. Eyes burning with murderous intent. Elongated fangs dripping with saliva.
They were creatures so grotesque that even Kwon Chan-seong felt his skin crawl.
“Is this truly just an illusion?”
Kwon Chan-seong spoke with disbelief, summoning the Dragon Fist technique to prepare for combat.
I knew it was an illusion. But in Catalina Blaga’s presence, illusions were indistinguishable from reality.
“Damn it!”
Cursing under my breath, I unleashed the Dragon Fist toward the approaching monsters.

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“Huff! Ha! Huaaaah!”
An empty field where no one else existed.
“Just die already!”
Kwon Chan-seong was throwing punches at empty air and unleashing Dragon Technique. Despite the ridiculous appearance of his actions, his face remained deadly serious.
It made sense. Right now, Kwon Chan-seong was battling all manner of monsters within an illusion.
“Even the great Kwon Chan-seong is helpless when trapped in an illusion. How disappointing.”
Catalina Blaga chuckled softly as she opened a subspace.
From within the subspace, she withdrew an elongated spear. From blade to hilt, it was entirely a brilliant crimson red.
Demonic Spear Taldaria
A vile relic that pierces not only the body but the very soul of its target.
Even Kwon Chan-seong could not survive being struck by this spear.
“I must end this in one strike, or I’ll be the one in danger.”
Catalina Blaga infused magical power into the demonic spear. The crimson light of the weapon grew increasingly intense. It seemed as though blood would begin dripping from it at any moment.
Gripping the spear, she approached Kwon Chan-seong and thrust it directly at his heart.
A crimson trajectory pierced through where his heart should be. In that instant, the spear was deflected away.
Catalina Blaga’s eyes widened. Between the tears in his clothing, black scales were visible.
“Black Scale Armor? When did you…?”
“Just now.”
Kwon Chan-seong’s voice rang out. His eyes were fixed upon Catalina Blaga.
Catalina Blaga’s face contorted in shock. In that moment, Kwon Chan-seong seized the spear and simultaneously struck her chest with his palm.
Dragon Technique ravaged her insides. Her organs were crushed and shattered completely. Catalina Blaga coughed up blood as she was sent flying.
Catalina Blaga pushed herself up with both hands, blood flowing endlessly from her mouth.
“How… did you escape the illusion?”
Kwon Chan-seong pointed to his eyes with his fingers. Unlike usual, his black irises had transformed into a violet hue.
“Piercing Eye? But that ability doesn’t have the power to nullify illusions…”
“Originally, it doesn’t.”
Kwon Chan-seong nodded.
The Piercing Eye was originally an ability that enhanced dynamic vision. While using it, the world moved in slow motion.
“As the assimilation rate of the Black Dragon Bloodline increases, the ability grows stronger.”
Kwon Chan-seong’s current assimilation rate exceeded 90%.
Therefore, his Piercing Eye could now distinguish truth from falsehood.
“It wasn’t as simple as it sounds. I had to pour out every ounce of magical power I had.”
Tears of blood streamed from Kwon Chan-seong’s eyes—evidence that the Piercing Eye had been strained from overuse.
But for escaping an illusion woven by someone of Catalina Blaga’s caliber, it was a small price to pay.
“So illusions won’t work anymore. What’s your plan now?”
Kwon Chan-seong hurled the demonic spear far away and began advancing toward Catalina Blaga.
However, Catalina Blaga did not immediately prepare for combat. She couldn’t. She had yet to recover from the devastating blow she had just received.
“Can’t get up? How pathetic.”
Kwon Chan-seong raised his hand in a knife-edge strike. Dragon Aura coiled around his arm.
“Still, it was rather enjoyable. Your strength lives up to your reputation.”
The dragon combat energy gathering at Kwon Chan-seong’s hand edge grew increasingly fierce and overwhelming.
Catalina Blaga made no move upon witnessing this. More precisely, she could not move.
Even as the trajectory descended, Catalina Blaga remained paralyzed. Her wounds had not yet fully healed.
Black Dragon Twelve Ascendant Martial Forms—Superior Manifestation
Annihilation Formula: Absolute Severance
A colossal trajectory tore across the heavens, plummeting toward Catalina Blaga’s head.
This was the very technique that had obliterated hundreds of monsters guarding the Blaga Family.
The trajectory was mere moments from engulfing Catalina Blaga.
Kwon Chan-seong’s arm vanished.
“What?”
Kwon Chan-seong’s shock was profound.
His eyes clearly perceived the arm still attached, yet below his shoulder, he felt nothing—no sensation whatsoever.
Startled beyond measure, he lost control of the dragon combat energy. The Absolute Severance dissipated without a trace.
The moment the Absolute Severance vanished, sensation flooded back into his arm. Kwon Chan-seong touched his limb with a rigid expression.
“Phew, that was close. I nearly made a grave mistake.”
Catalina Blaga rose slowly to her feet. Her recovery was complete—no blood stained her lips any longer.
“What did you do to me?”
“I employed the power of Bloodline Servant.”
“Don’t lie. If you use the Luminous Eye, mere illusions would be—”
“How foolish.”
Catalina Blaga spoke with a faint smirk playing at her lips.
“Humans possess more than one sense. How could you possibly believe that the Luminous Eye alone could block all the powers of Bloodline Servant?”
Humans possess five senses.
With Bloodline Servant, all of those senses could be deceived.
Kwon Chan-seong’s brow furrowed.
“You truly are a monster.”
“That’s my line.”
Both of them summoned their power once more.
They collided again.

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While Catalina Blaga and Kwon Chan-seong clashed, I desperately worked to restore my body’s condition.
“That should do it.”
I barely managed to push myself upright. Lifting my head, I watched the two of them fight.
The battle between two absolutes was fierce beyond measure. Each collision shook the earth. Clouds in the sky were torn asunder.
“Terrifying.”
I had no confidence in approaching those two. The combat was that overwhelming.
“Hey! You bastard!”
Then a familiar voice reached my ears. Kwon Ji-seok was rushing toward me.
But he wasn’t alone. He came with others.
“…Rabbit?”
They were my servants who had sacrificed themselves for me.
“Hey! You’re alive!”
“I told you to run away.”
“If I ran away alone, everything we’ve done to get here would be for nothing!”
Kwon Ji-seok spoke irritably. I couldn’t help but let out a hollow laugh at his absurdity.
“More importantly, greet them. The people here are…”
“Rabbit.”
“What, you already knew?”
I looked back at my other servants.
“How…weren’t they dead?”
“Thanks to the servants’ regenerative power, they survived. …Though not all of them made it.”
As Rabbit said, more than half were missing. They must have suffered wounds too severe even for the Black Dragon Bloodline’s regeneration to overcome.
“…Thank you.”
I turned to my servants and spoke. They waved their hands dismissively.
“Thank you? Dying for our master is only natural…”
“No. It’s not natural.”
I knew the truth.
Ultimately, it was due to the coercive nature of the Black Dragon Bloodline. But I couldn’t accept it as inevitable.
I had dominated them. Though it was an action to escape the Blaga Family, I had to bear that responsibility.
That was what it meant to possess a true Black Dragon Bloodline—what it meant to be human.
“We shouldn’t be chatting like this. Let’s escape quickly.”
Kwon Ji-seok spoke to me.
“No, we can’t.”
“Why again? What’s the problem this time? Right now, while your brother and Catalina Blaga are fighting, is our chance.”
“Whoever wins, we won’t be able to escape this family.”
Watching the two of them fight made it clear. I had no confidence in escaping from either of them in my current state.
Even if I did escape, the moment the battle ended, one of them would come after me.
“And Kwon Chan-seong will win this fight. He’ll try to kill me no matter what.”
“Your brother wins? What are you talking about?”
Kwon Ji-seok showed a bewildered expression. It wasn’t an unreasonable reaction. Right now, they were fighting evenly. Neither side held the advantage.
Yet Kwon Han-ul remained certain that Kwon Chan-seong would emerge victorious.
“Catalina Blaga’s wounds are accumulating at an increasing rate.”
Though her regeneration concealed it, Catalina Blaga had already sustained multiple direct hits across her body.
“Her regeneration speed is gradually slowing as well.”
Wounds inflicted by aura do not heal easily. Foreign mana lingers and obstructs recovery.
There is a solution—one can expunge the opponent’s mana using one’s own. The problem is that such a process consumes an enormous amount of mana.
No matter how exceptional Catalina Blaga’s regeneration might be, she had undoubtedly expended considerable mana.
“B-but older brother is exhausted too.”
As Kwon Ji-seok pointed out, Kwon Chan-seong was far from unscathed. His breathing had grown ragged since the beginning, and his wounds were numerous.
“It’s a matter of time.”
The moment I spoke those words.
An explosion erupted without warning. The entire world trembled. Kwon Han-ul and Kwon Ji-seok shielded their faces with both arms.
Once the blast subsided, they lowered their hands. Immediately after, the two witnessed it.
Catalina Blaga lying on the ground, coughing blood.
And Kwon Chan-seong standing before her, laughing.

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“Cough….”
Catalina Blaga spat blood.
Her condition was dire. The overwhelming regeneration that had poured forth no longer manifested.
“Finally caught you.”
Kwon Chan-seong laughed heartily, gazing down at Catalina Blaga. She looked up at him, muttering.
“What did you just… do….”
Kwon Chan-seong vanished from sight, and then impact crashed down upon her. When consciousness returned, she found herself driven into the earth.
“I used my trump card. I never expected you’d force me to resort to that.”
Catalina Blaga’s mouth fell open. She attempted to speak, but blood erupted, preventing her from doing so.
“Catalina Blaga. A living legend of the hunter world. I’ve heard countless tales about you… but you’re less impressive than I thought.”
Catalina Blaga is not weak. Few among the world’s top-ranked hunters could stand against her.
It was simply that Kwon Chan-seong surpassed her—by a margin spanning hundreds of years.
“Ugh.”
Kwon Chan-seong raised his foot and pressed it against Catalina Blaga’s chest. Her face contorted.
“You’ve lived long enough. Even if you die, you have no cause for regret.”
Kwon Chan-seong’s foot bore down with force. Her breastplate and heart were crushed. A scream tore from Catalina Blaga’s lips.
Then something flew toward him.
A sensation so eerie that Kwon Chan-seong’s instincts screamed in warning. He retreated backward.
A spear lodged itself where he had stood—the very magic spear Catalina Blaga had once wielded to pierce his heart.
“…How absurd.”
Kwon Chan-seong turned his head slowly. Kwon Han-ul remained frozen in the throwing stance.
“Brother, what are you doing?”
“You can see for yourself. I threw the spear, didn’t I?”
Kwon Han-ul relaxed his stance as he spoke.
“That’s not what I’m asking you right now. Why did you stop me from killing this woman?”
“After thinking it over, I realized that regardless of who won between the two of you, it wouldn’t benefit me much. I figured it would be better if Catalina Blaga stayed alive rather than the alternative.”
“So you intervened?”
Kwon Chan-seong clicked his tongue in disapproval.
“A pointless move. You should have used this time to escape instead. Or did you develop feelings for this woman in that brief span?”
“Even if I tried to run, I figured they’d catch me quickly anyway.”
“That’s true. You judged correctly.”
“And thinking about it more carefully… there’s nothing I can’t defeat.”
Kwon Chan-seong’s body went rigid. After a moment, he tilted his head and asked.
“You think you can beat me?”
“Yes, I believe so.”
“Are you serious?”
“Everyone who fought me didn’t believe my words. But do you know what happened to all of them now?”
Kwon Chan-seong began to laugh. As his laughter grew louder, his aura began to swell.
“You’re not actually comparing me to those insects, are you?”
Kwon Chan-seong’s face twisted while smiling, resembling the visage of a malevolent specter.
“Fine. Let me correct my younger brother’s misconception right here and now!”
It was immense.
Just witnessing it made my knees tremble. I wanted to collapse to the ground. Tears threatened to spill forth.
Yet Kwon Han-ul didn’t turn to flee. Standing firm against that overwhelming presence, I slowly opened my mouth.
“Dragon.”
A single word, whispered in the faintest of voices.
【The power of ‘Phantom Beast Bloodline’ is activated.】
【’Black Dragon Bloodline’ and ‘Phantom Beast Bloodline’ resonate with each other.】
【The power of ‘Phantom Beast Bloodline’ undergoes transformation!】
【The force of the ‘Black Dragon’ manifests in this place!】
【A semi-incarnate form is realized!】
A tempest of magical power swept through the space.

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