Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 152

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 152】

152. Heavenly Arena (4)

Mano Stonlight felt a surge of bewilderment.
The Gift she had acquired through Aion—Enemy Dragon Star—was a formidable ability that exerted influence over all draconic monsters.
Yet what was Kwon Han-ul? Rather than weakening under Enemy Dragon Star, he was thrashing about even more violently.
In that instant, a hypothesis crystallized in Mano Stonlight’s mind.
“…Could he truly be a True Bloodline?”
Before entering the Heavenly Arena, Kwon Han-ul had declared himself a True Bloodline.
If he were indeed a True Bloodline—the origin and foundation of the Black Dragon Bloodline—he might possess resistance to Enemy Dragon Star.
But.
“My teacher managed it though…”
In the Party Hall, the Dragon Slayer had overwhelmed Kwon Han-ul using Enemy Dragon Star.
So why couldn’t she do the same?
“Didn’t I tell you earlier?”
Kwon Han-ul answered with evident irritation.
“You’re not the Dragon Slayer.”
There existed an absolute chasm between Kwon Han-ul and the Dragon Slayer.
Even setting aside the Black Dragon Bloodline and Enemy Dragon Star, she could only be overwhelmed by sheer skill alone.
In such circumstances, a True Black Dragon Bloodline could never stand against Enemy Dragon Star.
“How much longer do I have to wait anyway?”
Mano Stonlight gritted her teeth. She opened a spatial rift and drew forth another dagger—one whose blade resembled a saw.
“Don’t act like you’ve already won. A mere bloodline.”
Mano Stonlight drew a long breath.
Though she had been momentarily flustered by the unexpected turn, upon sober reflection, Enemy Dragon Star was not ineffective.
Its effect was simply diminished.
In other words, her advantage remained intact. Enemy Dragon Star was the natural enemy of dragons, after all.
“Actually, this is better. The more arrogant you become, the more satisfying it will be to break you.”
A smile returned to Mano Stonlight’s face as she spoke. Simultaneously, she awakened the Enemy Dragon Star within her core.
A crimson aura coalesced upon the daggers in both hands. Because she held them in reverse grip, the blades protruded backward as well—like the claws of a praying mantis.
“I’ll shred you to pieces.”
Mano Stonlight’s voice dripped with malice. Kwon Han-ul let out a contemptuous laugh.
“Try.”
Before the word had even finished, Mano Stonlight lunged forward.

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“So it truly was genuine bloodline?”
Outside the Heavenly Arena.
Azet Hermes, the leader of Aeon, spoke with an expression of utter disbelief.
“If that is genuine bloodline, then Kwon Han-ul possesses the Vessel. But then why would Heukcheon… treat something so utterly unique in this world so carelessly…”
Suddenly, Azet Hermes fell silent. He lowered his head, contemplating something, before breaking into a soft chuckle.
“…They clearly don’t know. They recognize the genuine bloodline, but they’re unaware of the Vessel’s existence. Did Kwon Han-ul hide it? There’s no way Heukcheon wouldn’t know otherwise.
If Heukcheon doesn’t know about the Vessel, then an opportunity for recovery still remains.” Azet Hermes’s laughter grew increasingly louder.
“Listen, there’s something we need to consider first.”
Dragon Slayer spoke with a displeased expression.
“My disciple is now fighting that man. What happens from here on? Does the Red Dragon Star apply to the Vessel as well?”
“What a foolish question. Haven’t you already encountered Kwon Han-ul once before?”
Only then did Dragon Slayer regain his senses. That’s right. In the Party Hall, Kwon Han-ul had been overwhelmed by his Red Dragon Star.
“Even if it is genuine bloodline, it cannot completely escape the influence of the Red Dragon Star. We can guarantee that much. However…”
“However?”
“The question is how much Kwon Han-ul has filled the Vessel. How much bloodline resides within it. After all, the Red Dragon Star still only applies to the Black Dragon Bloodline.”
“If that’s the reason, there shouldn’t be anything to worry about.”
“What do you mean by that?”
Dragon Slayer pointed at the laptop as he spoke.
“You just said yourself that he’s hiding the Vessel. But the entire world is watching right now. There’s no way he’d use a different bloodline.”
“Heh… I feel it every time, but your mind only works brilliantly in that particular direction.”
At the backhanded compliment, Dragon Slayer’s expression turned grim.
“In any case, my disciple still has a chance. What happens if Mano accidentally kills that man?”
“Well… there are too many unknowns about the Vessel. I can’t say for certain either.”
Dragon Slayer felt something unsettling. It seemed as though Azet Hermes was hiding something from him.
“By the way, the Vessel entering there like that… so that’s why the Heavenly Arena’s appearance has changed.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“Ah, you wouldn’t know. Originally, the Heavenly Arena wasn’t merely a trivial place to determine superiority among participants. It was created to find the Vessel.”
“…Is that really true? Then what happens now?”
“I don’t know either.”
Dragon Slayer was slightly taken aback. For the second time, the word “don’t know” had escaped the lips of this old man who despised ignorance with obsessive fervor.
“From this point forward, it’s a domain even we at Aeon don’t understand.”
Azet Hermes gazed up at the Heavenly Arena with an expression brimming with anticipation.

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Mano Stonlight hurled her blades toward Kwon Han-ul, both weapons singing through the air.
Before a single breath could complete, dozens of slashes carved through empty space. The speed was extraordinary, yet every attack was so silent that not even the whisper of wind accompanied them.
Astonishingly swift, yet so stealthy that sound itself seemed to vanish.
Truly a vexing assault.
Yet it was not Kwon Han-ul, the one being attacked, whose face twisted in frustration—it was Mano Stonlight, the attacker herself.
“This is ridiculous!”
Kwon Han-ul evaded every single slash from Mano Stonlight without exaggerated movements, slipping past by mere paper-thin margins.
“Stop running!”
Mano Stonlight swept her blade horizontally in a wide arc, convinced this time he could not possibly escape.
Yet Kwon Han-ul retreated before the slash even began its descent. The crimson blade passed so close it grazed the tip of his nose.
“Haah….”
Mano Stonlight steadied her ragged breathing.
At this rate, only she would grow exhausted. With a scornful smirk, Mano Stonlight taunted him.
“All this running away—it seems even the True Blood fears the Crimson Dragon Star, doesn’t it?”
The scarlet aura Mano Stonlight wielded was no ordinary energy. Infused with the essence of the Crimson Dragon Star, even the slightest contact would inflict fatal wounds upon any draconic being.
“True Blood, you say? Then you must be incredibly strong. So why do you just keep running? Are you an idiot? A fool?”
“Neither.”
“Then prove it.”
“Perhaps I will.”
Kwon Han-ul pushed off the ground, closing the distance. Mano Stonlight’s lips twisted into a grin.
“So you are a fool after all.”
Mano Stonlight matched his velocity, sweeping her aura to meet him. The scarlet blade aimed for his throat.
That was when it happened.
Before the blade could make contact, Kwon Han-ul’s leg swept out, striking Mano Stonlight’s shin. Sharp pain lanced through her, and her body staggered.
“Ugh!”
Seizing the opening, Kwon Han-ul drove his knee toward her face.
“Ahhh!”
Having been struck twice, the pain was excruciating. Yet Mano Stonlight immediately regained her stance.
She flailed her hands wildly, attempting to rake across Kwon Han-ul’s body.
Even a minor wound would suffice. If she could draw blood, the Crimson Dragon Star’s essence would seep in and neutralize him.
It was precisely at that moment.
Kwon Han-ul raised one leg and swept both her arms apart with a single motion. Her torso lay completely exposed.
“Wait….”
Without hesitation, Kwon Han-ul drove his heel into her solar plexus. Mano Stonlight vomited bile as she stumbled backward.
The pain was agonizing, but she had no time to scream. Kwon Han-ul was already closing in again.
Pivoting on his planted foot, he twisted his hips. His back kick struck Mano Stonlight’s head with devastating force, sending her spinning through the air.
“Gaaahhh!”
Only then could Mano Stonlight cry out. She clutched her chest and head as Kwon Han-ul regarded her with a cold gaze.
“Your eyes are quite fierce.”
Kwon Han-ul spoke those words while tapping the ground lightly with his toes—his demeanor utterly composed.
“Is that all?”
Those words struck a nerve in Mano Stonlight. She gritted her teeth and rose to her feet.
“Not yet.”
Mano Stonlight’s fury blazed forth. The Crimson Dragon Heart responded to her master’s wrath.
【The Crimson Dragon Heart ignites!】
【The final ability unlocks.】
The Crimson Dragon Heart possessed far more than the ability to weaken dragon-type powers. When facing dragon-type opponents, it could amplify the user’s stats as well.
The burden had been too great for the current Mano Stonlight, so she had sealed it away.
But now was not the time for such restraint.
【The Crimson Dragon Heart’s aura spreads throughout your entire body!】
【All stats increase by 30%!】
【Magical power amplifies by 20%!】
I felt the Crimson Dragon Heart’s aura permeate my entire being. The crimson aura deepened, shifting from scarlet to a brilliant blood-red.
“Impressive.”
It seemed this was something Kwon Han-ul could not ignore. He summoned his own magical power.
A black aura coiled around Kwon Han-ul’s limbs. The moment Mano Stonlight saw it, she smiled wickedly.
“Dragon Technique? You’ll regret using that.”
The Crimson Dragon Heart diminished all stats of dragon-type beings. Dragon Techniques were no exception.
The reason Mano Stonlight could withstand Sasha Babel’s attacks, the reason she could pierce through barriers forged by dragon words—all of it was thanks to the Crimson Dragon Heart.
The Black Dragon Bloodline’s Dragon Technique was no different. Whenever the Dragon Technique’s aura clashed with the Crimson Dragon Heart’s aura, the Dragon Technique would invariably shatter.
“You talk too much nonsense.”
“Then silence me yourself.”
Kwon Han-ul and Mano Stonlight kicked off the ground simultaneously.
Mano Stonlight brimmed with confidence. She possessed the Crimson Dragon Heart. In a direct confrontation, victory was inevitable.
As the distance closed, Kwon Han-ul’s body tilted, his right shoulder dropping low.
A left kick.
Transparent as daylight. Mano Stonlight moved to sever Kwon Han-ul’s leg with her Dragon Technique.
Then, a chill seized the nape of her neck. Mano Stonlight instinctively ducked.
As she lowered herself, Kwon Han-ul’s leg cleaved through empty air. Simultaneously, the entire wall behind her fractured with a deafening crack.
“What—?”
Setting aside her inability to follow the kick’s speed, the released aura was unnervingly sharp. Her legs trembled.
“Lost your wits? You have a death wish?”
A chilling voice reached her ears. Mano Stonlight spun her head around in panic.
Kwon Han-ul’s fist was descending directly before her face.
The Dragon Technique coalescing on his knuckles burned with ominous intensity. Mano Stonlight threw herself backward with all her strength.
Kwon Han-ul’s fist crashed into the ground. Black aura erupted, obliterating the earth beneath.
The raw, brutal force left Mano Stonlight’s mouth agape.
Kwon Han-ul’s assault did not cease. Wreathed in Dragon Technique across both hands, he charged toward Mano Stonlight.
“Hic—”
The terror of his approach was so overwhelming that Mano Stonlight involuntarily hiccupped.
“Wait, hold on!”
Mano Stonlight fled without a shred of dignity. Kwon Han-ul pursued her, swinging his Dragon Fist technique wildly.
Each time Kwon Han-ul’s fist descended, the Dragon Fist technique shattered the ground and walls.
Mano Stonlight’s face grew increasingly pale. It felt as though a tank were chasing her, firing shells relentlessly without pause.
“I told you to stop!”
Mano Stonlight unleashed her aura indiscriminately. The aura’s slash hurtled toward Kwon Han-ul.
In that instant, a gust of wind swept through. The wind enveloped Kwon Han-ul’s body.
Heavenly Sky Flight Path
Second Stage: Phantom Vanish
Kwon Han-ul’s body disappeared. The crimson slash tore through empty air and dissipated.
Mano Stonlight panicked, scanning her surroundings. Then, a shadow materialized around her.
As she looked up, Kwon Han-ul appeared. He fell from the air, driving his hand blade downward.
Mano Stonlight instinctively realized this was her final opportunity.
The Red Dragon Star weakens dragon authority. If they collide, the Red Dragon Star will always prevail.
“Haaah!”
She steadied her short blade. She concentrated her aura into a single point.
The aura’s edge elongated like a longsword. Without hesitation, Mano Stonlight swung her aura toward Kwon Han-ul.
Black aura and crimson aura clashed. Immediately after, the crimson aura was severed.
Before Mano Stonlight could even react, Kwon Han-ul’s hand blade shattered her collarbone and inflicted internal organ damage.
“Gack!”
Mano Stonlight let out a brief scream and fell to her knees.
“Cough, cough!”
With that single blow, the match was decided. Mano Stonlight could only groan, unable to move.
“How… how is this possible…?”
Mano Stonlight couldn’t believe it.
“The Red Dragon Star… with mere dragon authority… this, this doesn’t make sense…!”
Mano Stonlight cried out in despair. Her common sense and pride—that the Red Dragon Star was invincible against dragon-type beings—had crumbled completely.
“This is the third time you’ve said that, I think.”
Meanwhile, Kwon Han-ul showed no emotion even after subduing Mano Stonlight.
“You’re not the Dragon Slayer, are you? So why do you keep acting so arrogant?”
From Kwon Han-ul’s perspective, winning the Heavenly Arena was simply inevitable.
Compared to the enemies he had faced thus far, the participants of the Heavenly Arena were absurdly weak.
Mano Stonlight, a disciple of the Dragon Slayer, was no exception.
“Must feel great. Having a true bloodline that no one has possessed since the Ancestor.”
Perhaps because she had already lost, Mano Stonlight began to mock Kwon Han-ul.
“How arrogantly you wielded that power! The truth is, it’s not you who’s impressive—it’s your bloodline! Without your bloodline, you’re nothing!”
Mano Stonlight’s voice grew increasingly bitter as she screamed.
“I didn’t lose to you! I lost to your bloodline! If I had a bloodline too…!”
Mano Stonlight’s face hardened. Kwon Han-ul had raised one leg high.
The moment his leg was extended almost perfectly straight, Kwon Han-ul brought it crashing down with full force.
My heel came down in a straight line, striking Mano Stonlight’s face and driving her body hard into the ground.
As I watched Mano Stonlight writhe, I let a single phrase slip from my lips.
“Stop spouting nonsense.”

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