Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 177

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 177】

177. The End (3)

The Black Dragon Bloodline and the Superhuman Bloodline.
Two forces erupted and intertwined. The sheer magnitude of their power caused Odin’s body to tremble.
Watching the spectacle unfold, Odin recalled past experiments from the laboratory.
Experiments using vessels to acquire true bloodlines. Aeon had harbored considerable hopes, but the results proved disappointing.
There were limits to how many bloodlines a human body could contain.
Absorbing even a single bloodline was overwhelming, and controlling it required no small amount of effort.
Because of this, Aeon never achieved the goal of possessing multiple bloodlines simultaneously.
A few test subjects had acquired two bloodlines, but they died shortly thereafter.
Thus, Aeon was forced to reach this conclusion.
“It’s impossible….”
For a human to acquire two bloodlines was an impossibility.
“No matter how you were born as part of the Heukcheon Bloodline….”
The bloodlines Kwon Han-ul was currently wielding were the Black Dragon Bloodline and the Superhuman Bloodline.
The Black Dragon Bloodline ranked among the highest of all bloodlines. The Superhuman Bloodline was equally formidable.
Not only did he possess both within his body, but he wielded them with perfect freedom.
Odin had never once witnessed such a person in all his existence.
I had seen the potential before—long ago, in a test subject named Lee Da-hae, whom Heukcheon had stolen from me.
“…Ah, I understand now.”
Odin realized that Kwon Han-ul was questioning him about the crime he had committed against his mother.
“You are Da-hae’s child!”
Odin’s face flushed with elation. Perhaps this was how one felt when a beloved pet bore offspring.
“Magnificent! They say parental talent is inherited by children, but I never expected vessel aptitude to pass down as well! To make such a precious discovery! Truly, Da-hae is a gift the gods have bestowed upon me!”
“First, let me establish a rule.”
Kwon Han-ul cracked his neck side to side. A sharp crack echoed.
“From now on, you are forbidden from mentioning my mother with that mouth.”
“Why would you do that? You need to understand. Your mother is such a remarkable person….”
Kwon Han-ul slowly raised his hand. He grasped at empty air and tore.
In that instant, Odin’s distant shoulder twisted violently before being ripped clean away.
The agony of flesh and bone being crushed entirely caused Odin to scream.
“Ugh, uaaaagh! Krraaaagh!”
“Did you not hear the rule?”
Even after tearing a man’s arm from his body, Kwon Han-ul showed no reaction whatsoever.
“I told you not to mention my mother.”
Odin quickly manifested magic. He sacrificed a portion of his curse mass.
-Krraaaagh!
-Gaaahhh!
The screams of the malevolent spirits came without pause. In an instant, the severed arm regenerated completely.
“…hah, haah.”
Odin exhaled in ragged gasps. His face was consumed by dread.
“I, just now… that, that was….”
I had heard of it before.
The ancestor of the Sanchez Family, the first to acquire superhuman blood in this world, possessed a terrifying power capable of exerting physical force regardless of distance.
“Do not disregard my rules. Even now, I am restraining myself to avoid killing you too easily.”
At that arrogant tone, as though Odin could be slain whenever he wished, rage ignited within him.
From that haughty demeanor, Odin recalled a memory from the past.
That man who had forced him to his knees after raiding the Experiment Laboratory.
The thief who had stolen away the experimental subject so precious to him.
Kwon Cheon.
“…hahah!”
Odin let out a laugh. Exultation surged through him.
“Yes, you are both Lee Da-hae’s child and Kwon Cheon’s child!”
How much I grieved that day when I lost Lee Da-hae. How utterly I despaired.
“Because of what your father did, I was expelled from Aeon. It took a long time before I could establish myself in Pandemonium.”
In the end, I became a power so great that even Aeon could not move against me, yet the wound that remained in my heart persisted.
“How fortunate. You shall pay the price for Kwon Cheon’s sins in his stead!”
Beneath Odin’s feet, a deluge of cursed matter began to overflow. The torrent of curses poured forth, filling the space entirely.
“I shall have to add another rule.”
Yet Kwon Han-ul did not even react to the cursed matter.
“Do not speak of my father.”

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In the end, it was a simple problem.
As Odin prepared his magic, he organized his thoughts.
Kwon Han-ul possessed two bloodlines: the Black Dragon Bloodline and the Superhuman Bloodline. All he needed to do was overcome those two.
Fortunately, Odin was well-versed in methods to counter both bloodlines.
For years, regarding the Hukcheon Estate as his enemy and contemplating countermeasures, he had created the “Snake That Kills Bloodlines.”
While grinding through Pandemonium, he had clashed endlessly with the Sanchez Family, who possessed the Superhuman Bloodline.
“Let me see what you’re made of!”
The surging masses of curses transformed entirely into blades and poured down. The space where the two stood became completely filled with blades.
Hundreds—perhaps thousands—of blades descended upon Kwon Han-ul. Yet the truly astonishing sight came next.
The moment the blades touched Kwon Han-ul’s body, they shattered. Not a single blade managed to inflict even a scratch on him.
“He’s blocking all of it?”
Though I describe them simply as blades, this technique is far from simple.
Each blade contains countless curses compressed within it.
Corrosion, decay, oxidation, disintegration—and more.
These are curses so vicious that even reasonably durable monsters would melt upon contact with a single blade.
It is magic potent enough to be Odin’s signature technique, yet it proved ineffective against Kwon Han-ul.
“Truly a pure bloodline. Impressive.”
No matter how durable those who possess the Superhuman Bloodline are, there are limits. At this level, his entire body should have been torn to shreds.
The reason he was not is likely because Kwon Han-ul’s Superhuman Bloodline is a pure bloodline.
A pure bloodline is the origin of all bloodlines and possesses power of a different caliber.
“Yes, this is how it should be. There’s no thrill in killing without this level of resistance!”
I never expected to capture a pure bloodline with magic of this caliber anyway.
“Let me increase the power!”
Odin spread both arms wide. Masses of curses spread across the ground.
The curse masses on the ground transformed into the shapes of giants wielding hammers. The giants swung their hammers toward Kwon Han-ul.
Judging that he could not simply take the blows, Kwon Han-ul pushed off the ground and began evading the hammers.
“Kill him! I said kill him!”
The moment Kwon Han-ul, who had remained motionless until now, began to move, Odin’s spirit surged and he cried out.
Then, instead of continuing to evade, Kwon Han-ul threw a punch toward the hammer.
With a deafening boom, the giant vanished without a trace. At that sight, Odin was left speechless.
“No matter how pure the bloodline is… does this even make sense?”
The position of Pandemonium’s representative was not won through gambling.
It required both the strength and the atrocities to deserve it.
Odin is among the handful of people in the entire world capable of standing against him.
And yet, with nothing but a simple punch, he destroys the curse magic that Odin created?
Odin unleashed magic in rapid succession. Not just giants, but cavalry appeared as well.
“Attack! Inflict a wound!”
For curses to penetrate, there must be a wound. Even a scratch would suffice. What mattered was infiltrating the curse.
“Go!”
The curse soldiers attacked Kwon Han-ul in unison.
Kwon Han-ul clenched his fists as he watched them.
A hand materialized above Kwon Han-ul’s head. It was unlike a human hand. Six fingers extended from it, and the surface was covered not in skin but in minerals—stone and metal.
“…A giant’s hand.”
With sufficient assimilation of superhuman bloodline, one could manifest and wield a giant’s hand.
Those of impure bloodline would never dare attempt it. The more distinctly the giant’s hand manifested, the purer the bloodline.
Kwon Han-ul drove his fist downward. The giant’s hand struck the ground with equal force.
In that instant, the cursed blades and soldiers filling the space were crushed as though flattened beneath a hammer.
“….”
Cold sweat beaded on Odin’s forehead at the sight.
With a single action, he had obliterated all the curse magic he took such pride in.
A sense of helplessness welled up within Odin.
“Is it over?”
Kwon Han-ul asked Odin.
“I asked if it’s over.”
The killing intent radiating from Kwon Han-ul intensified.
“Then this time, I’ll move.”
Kwon Han-ul kicked off the ground and charged forward.
Though unmistakably human, Odin felt the crushing pressure as though a colossal mountain were bearing down upon him.
“No, don’t come!”
Odin erected a cursed barrier to block Kwon Han-ul’s path. Kwon Han-ul shattered it with a single punch.
The cursed barrier, one of his prized techniques, proved thinner than paper before Kwon Han-ul. Odin’s face drained of color.
“No, don’t come!”
Odin shrieked in terror.
“I said don’t come!”
But Kwon Han-ul was not one to heed such pleas. He was already upon him.
Without hesitation, Kwon Han-ul threw his punch, intending to shatter every rib.
“Aaaaagh!”
Odin screamed, shielding his face with his arms.
In that moment, Kwon Han-ul’s body froze.
No—it had no choice but to freeze. Black tentacles coiled around his form.
“I told you not to come.”
Odin’s voice rang out. All trace of fear had vanished; mockery twisted his features.
“Want to look below?”
Kwon Han-ul’s gaze dropped. Black lines were drawn across the floor.
Not just the floor—black lines covered the walls and ceiling.
“It’s a binding magic circle. I drew it while we fought.”
The curse mass Odin wielded was formidable in its own right, yet insufficient against Kwon Han-ul.
So throughout the battle, Odin had been preparing this magic circle.
“Cheap tricks.”
Kwon Han-ul’s assessment was brief. It was sincere, not mere bravado.
As Kwon Han-ul tensed his body, the tentacles began tearing away bit by bit. It seemed it wouldn’t take long before the binding magic shattered completely.
“After seeing this, you still dare speak such words?”
Odin opened a subspace. From within, he withdrew several soccer ball-sized gems and hurled them to the ground.
Tremendous magical power was compressed densely within each jewel.
“To cast a large-scale spell, one must make appropriate preparations and pay the corresponding price.”
The magic circle had been drawn, so the preparations were complete. And these gems were the price to be paid.
Odin gestured, and the gems shattered. The magical power contained within them was released.
All that power was absorbed into the magic circle. The magic circle began emanating a murky blue light.
“The target is you.”
Odin pointed a finger directly at Kwon Han-ul.
“This curse will be quite potent.”
The magic circle erupted with dark energy. All of it concentrated upon Kwon Han-ul alone.

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The moment the curse concentrated upon him, Kwon Han-ul felt violent vertigo. His entire body went limp, and his magical power spiraled beyond his control.
Eventually, Kwon Han-ul dropped to his knees.
“Did you think the Superhuman Bloodline was invincible?”
Odin cried out with delight.
“The Superhuman Bloodline excels at channeling physical force, but in all else, it’s utterly useless.”
In other words, its resistance to skills and magic was abysmal.
“If a curse cannot penetrate from the outside, then one simply changes methods. There are more than one or two ways to cast a curse.”
Originally, the method of infiltrating a curse through wounds—as Odin had done—was far more efficient.
The higher the rank of a hunter, the stronger their resistance to curses.
But the method of casting a curse directly, as he had used on Kwon Han-ul, was not without merit either.
“The curse I used on you consists of physical debilitation and mental corruption.”
The more complex a curse, the less effective it becomes against high-ranking hunters.
Therefore, he had amplified simple curses many times over in power and deployed them.
“You never could have anticipated this.”
Odin spoke with a self-satisfied expression. He was already certain of his victory.
“Do you know how I climbed to this position?”
The vessel had been stolen from him, and when he attempted to negotiate with Kwon Hyuk to reclaim it, he had only depleted Aion’s resources.
Having committed successive blunders, Odin could no longer remain in Aion.
“It was terribly difficult. I suffered greatly. You could never imagine it.”
Yet Odin ultimately succeeded once more.
He entered Pandemonium, became a council member, and eventually rose to the position of Grand Councilor.
In that process, he perfected his magic and honed it further.
“Ah, it pains my heart to kill Lee Da-hae’s son.”
Odin clicked his tongue briefly.
“But Lee Da-hae will be happy. Now she finally gets to meet her son….”
Kwon Han-ul pushed himself up.
Tentacles tried to pin his body down, but he brushed them aside with an irritated gesture, tearing them away with both arms.
Odin couldn’t help but be bewildered by the absurd sight.
How was this even possible?
The moment doubt crossed his mind, Kwon Han-ul’s eyes blazed with emerald light.
“…The Healthy Bloodline?”
Little was known about the Healthy Bloodline. Its members rarely ventured into the outside world.
But there were a few well-documented facts.
Those who possessed the Healthy Bloodline experienced their body’s regenerative power reaching its absolute peak whenever their body faced danger.
And as proof, they emitted emerald eye-light.
【The Healthy Bloodline detects danger to the body!】
【A severe curse is devouring the body!】
The emerald radiance intensified. The curse of enfeeblement that had covered Kwon Han-ul’s body ignited and vanished in an instant.
“Impossible… The Black Dragon Bloodline and the Superhuman Bloodline, and now… the Healthy Bloodline? Three bloodlines?”
Odin felt his understanding of the world shattering.
“This is madness! A human vessel can barely contain one! How could he possibly hold three true bloodlines….”
Mid-sentence, Odin suddenly snapped back to awareness.
This wasn’t the time to be shocked. The curse of enfeeblement had been lifted. Only one curse remained.
He had to subdue Kwon Han-ul before the mental corruption curse broke free. Otherwise….
【The Genius Bloodline detects the curse.】
【Analyzing and interpreting its structure.】
【Beginning curse dissolution.】
The mental corruption curse that had covered Kwon Han-ul’s mind scattered.
To Odin’s eyes, honed by a lifetime of curse magic, the sight was unmistakably clear.
“What, what… this can’t be….”
Suddenly, another bloodline surfaced in Odin’s mind.
A neutral family established in the Middle East.
The Genius Bloodline possessed by the Rasad Family had truly peculiar abilities.
For instance, it nullified all manner of curses like illusions and hallucinations….
“No… surely not… it can’t be….”
Not even inferior bloodlines—four true bloodlines.
An amount no human could contain.
“This is… no… impossible… for a human to have this… such a thing couldn’t possibly….”
A shadow fell across the muttering Odin. Kwon Han-ul now stood before him.
“Done talking?”
Odin shrieked and attempted to cast magic.
But before he could, Kwon Han-ul seized his arm.
“If not, it’s my turn now.”
Kwon Han-ul yanked Odin’s arm with tremendous force. Odin’s body shot high into the air.
“…Wha—?”
Odin stood bewildered, muttering incoherently to himself.
Immediately after, Kwon Han-ul swung Odin’s body toward the ground with all his might.

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