Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 185

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 185】

185. Treasure Hunt (4)

It was as though a bomb had detonated.
Mohammad Chamkani recoiled in shock, while Bobo’s eyes widened to the point of bursting from their sockets.
“H-hold on. Watch your words, will you? This man is none other than the 56th-ranked fighter in the world rankings…”
“So this is what a true member of the Heukcheon Bloodline looks like.”
Bobo stepped forward. His entire musculature rippled with barely contained fury.
“Arrogant whelps, overflowing with confidence to the point of misfortune, irritating beyond measure.”
“N-now, Bobo.”
Mohammad Chamkani attempted to restrain him, but the moment he glimpsed Bobo’s menacing expression, he retreated.
“General, please step back for now. What transpires next is between myself and this young friend.”
Bobo advanced another step closer. His frame towered over Kwon Han-ul’s. He growled low, looking down at him.
“Young dragon of Heukcheon. Can you take responsibility for your words?”
“A pointless question.”
Kwon Han-ul had already dropped all formality from his speech. He met Bobo’s provocation with an expression of utter disdain.
“I have never spoken words I could not stand behind.”
Bobo’s lips curled into a grin. His teeth gleamed brilliantly white.
“Now that is an answer I appreciate.”
In the next instant, Bobo’s fist drove forward, striking Kwon Han-ul’s abdomen with devastating force.

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Before Bobo could swing his hand, Kwon Han-ul had already read his intentions.
The subtly fluctuating killing intent, the muscle changes in Bobo visible through the Asura Blood, and the instincts of the Black Dragon Bloodline made it possible.
‘How bothersome.’
I thought to myself, genuinely astonished by the fact that I was thinking such a thing.
My opponent belonged to Double Numbering—a world-ranked fighter.
Undeniably one of the strongest, a figure no one could dismiss.
Yet I found this moment of fighting Bobo to be nothing but a nuisance.
‘Did I make a mistake hiding the truth about Odin?’
If I hadn’t downplayed what happened with Odin, if I had revealed the truth—that I alone had captured him—
‘I could have avoided this fight.’
No, that wasn’t right.
I immediately rejected my own thought. No one would believe that a rookie who had just finished the Heavenly Arena had killed a Pandemonium delegate alone.
Nine times out of ten, they would create more trouble, insisting on verifying the truth of the rumors.
‘This was an unavoidable battle from the start.’
As my deliberation ended and I reached my conclusion, Bobo’s fist struck my abdomen.
In that instant, the power of the Superhuman Blood awakened.
【Adamantine Body protects your form!】
Crack.
The sound of bone twisting echoed. The source was Bobo’s hand.
“…Ugh.”
Bobo let out a groan and hastily withdrew his fist.
Judging by his inability to straighten his fingers properly, he had taken considerable damage.
Bobo’s expression was one of incomprehension.
It made sense. Normally, the one who strikes suffers less than the one who is struck.
“My body is just rather durable.”
With those words, I moved. This time, I lightly struck Bobo’s abdomen.
【The power ‘Strength to Move Mountains and Presence to Overwhelm the World’ infuses your body with unprecedented force!】
Bobo’s abdomen rippled greatly. Yet contrary to appearances, the impact seemed less severe. Bobo showed no particular reaction.
“Quite a weighty punch…”
In that moment, Bobo’s shoulders dropped. One knee touched the ground.
Bobo clutched his abdomen, trembling. Cold sweat poured from his entire body. The pain that arrived belatedly tormented him.
“I told you.”
I looked down at Bobo and spoke.
“I’ve never made a promise I couldn’t keep.”
No answer came. The situation didn’t allow for one. Bobo was too consumed by pain to maintain his composure.
“General.”
I shifted my gaze. Mohammad Chamkani trembled visibly.
“I’ll overlook this pathetic coercion just this once.”
Mohammad Chamkani’s pale face bobbed in continuous agreement.
I turned and walked toward the door.
“Kwon… Han-ul!”
A furious shout echoed through the air.
Bobo rose to his feet, his eyes locked on Kwon Han-ul with murderous intent.
The whites of his eyes had turned crimson—a testament to the immense agony he’d endured in those brief moments.
“Where do you think you’re going! This isn’t over yet!”
Bobo spread both arms wide. Iron plates materialized from the void, coiling around his limbs.
Steel gauntlets encased his forearms, and five deformed blades jutted outward like claws.
Kwon Han-ul nodded in understanding at the sight.
“So that’s what the claw hand was.”
Bobo charged forward. With each strike against the ground, he bounced forward like a wild beast.
“Let’s see you withstand this!”
Crimson aura enveloped the claws. The air itself grew scorching hot—this was no ordinary aura.
The situation was different from before. I couldn’t simply take this blow casually.
【The Black Dragon Bloodline awakens.】
【The instinct of the dragon takes root.】
In that instant, heat surged through my body. My mind felt like it was burning.
Instinct moved my body.
I didn’t dodge—I charged forward instead. Bobo’s face twisted with fury.
“You insolent bastard!”
As Bobo swung his hand, a clear trajectory carved through the air.
The aura-infused claws raked toward my body.
In that moment, I lowered my stance. Simultaneously, I twisted my waist and swept my leg across the ground, catching Bobo’s shin.
Bobo’s body tilted sharply to one side before crashing to the earth.
“…Huh?”
But Bobo’s reflexes were sharp. He immediately slammed his hands against the ground.
The recoil propelled him back to his feet.
The moment he rose, my knee shot forward like a bullet, striking his face.
Crack.
His nasal bone shattered. Bobo’s head snapped violently backward.
“You damned bastard!”
Bobo erupted in rage, straightening his posture. This time, he was determined to cut me down.
In that instant, I crouched low and swept my leg in a wide arc.
My leg traced a semicircle through the air, slamming against his jaw and temple.
The impact shattered his consciousness. His entire body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.
“I told you to back off gracefully.”
I withdrew my leg, looking down at the fallen Bobo.
“That way, we’d both come out ahead.”

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“When will Kwon Han-ul finally come out?”
Joo Ha-yeon muttered while staring at the wall. She had never longed for Kwon Han-ul’s return quite like this in her entire life.
It wasn’t because she was worried about his safety. She knew all too well that there were few people in this world capable of putting Kwon Han-ul in danger.
The reason she waited for Kwon Han-ul was something else entirely—it was because of his companions.
“Three minutes left.”
“If we get past three minutes, you’re doing exactly what I say, right?”
“Are you really going to break in?”
“Leave breaking down the door to me.”
It was because of the four people whispering behind her.
Led by Kwon So-ri, Mei Hong, Kwon Hu-don, and Gael Garsian had already made plans to break in themselves if Kwon Han-ul didn’t emerge after thirty minutes.
“Sigh…”
Joo Ha-yeon exhaled a deep sigh, her expression showing she had a headache.
If only the Black Darkness Corps had been here, Joo Ha-yeon could have stopped them.
But the commander of the Heukmi Unit, Kwon So-ri, was also present. She couldn’t stop her.
“If you’re going to plot, at least keep your voices down.”
Another reason Joo Ha-yeon had a headache was that they showed no intention of hiding their assault plans.
They spoke loudly without even trying to lower their voices, so the hunters guarding the wall had no choice but to hear them whether they wanted to or not.
“You’d better just stay quiet.”
A hunter who could no longer bear it spoke in a sharp voice.
“If you do anything pointless, we’ll have no choice but to use force. Don’t regret it later.”
The hunter shouted boldly. But Joo Ha-yeon, hearing that voice, sighed rather than admired it.
Kwon So-ri and the Black Darkness Corps didn’t hide their plans because they were foolish.
There was simply no need to hide them.
“But that guy keeps babbling on and on.”
Kwon So-ri spoke with an irritated tone.
“The world really has improved. In the old days, I would have torn off his limbs first before even starting to talk.”
At those words, the hunter glared at Kwon So-ri. But she wasn’t the type to be intimidated by such a look.
“Want me to pluck out those eyes?”
At that moment, the area beyond the wall became chaotic. Kwon So-ri and her companions stared at the wall with bewildered expressions.
In that instant, the door exploded with a thunderous boom. Two door panels flew far away, crumpled and twisted.
Everyone looked toward the door with startled faces. Soon, someone walked out from the destroyed main entrance.
“Kwon Han-ul?”
“Han-ul?”
“Commander?”
The group stared at Kwon Han-ul with surprised expressions. They never expected him to come out using such a rough method.
“Sorry for keeping you waiting. There was some commotion inside.”
Kwon Han-ul stepped over the threshold and walked outside. At that moment, the hunter guarding the main entrance blocked his path.
“What, what is this! How dare you cause such a commotion at the General’s villa…!”
But the hunter couldn’t finish his words. The killing intent that Kwon Han-ul unleashed pressed down upon his body.
In that moment, the hunter saw it.
A grand dragon baring its fangs, glaring down at me—a phantom born from my own power.
“Ah, my apologies. I’m rather excited at the moment and lost control of my mana.”
Kwon Han-ul reined in his presence. But it was already too late. The hunter stood half-conscious, his pants thoroughly soaked.
Kwon Han-ul walked past the hunter toward his companions.
“Kwon Han-ul, thank goodness you returned safely. What did Mohammad Chamkani say?”
“He told me to leave the city. Said the city would suffer massive damage if Heukcheon remained.”
At those words, Kwon So-ri’s eyes widened. Before she could spiral into a rage, Kwon Han-ul quickly added:
“So I refused and left.”
“He simply gave up?”
“I persuaded him quite well.”
Joo Ha-yeon didn’t bother asking what method he’d used. She could guess well enough what had transpired.
“Shall we head back then?”
Kwon Han-ul said as he boarded the car.
Then, a ringtone sounded from somewhere. Kwon So-ri pulled her smartphone from her pocket.
“Yeah, what is it?”
As the call continued, Kwon So-ri’s expression grew increasingly rigid.
“…Is that really true? You’re not lying?”
Kwon So-ri ended the call with a stiff face. Then she looked at Kwon Han-ul and spoke.
“Um… that person is coming here.”
“That person?”
“Um… I mean… it’s…”
Kwon So-ri stammered before finally managing to speak.
“Director Kwon Myung-woo is in Parsak!”
“Great-grandfather is?”
Kwon Han-ul couldn’t help but be startled.
“I should go greet him at once.”
“Um… I don’t think that will be necessary.”
“Pardon?”
“He’s already heading this way…”
Kwon Han-ul furrowed his brow and shook his head. What was she talking about?
That was when it happened.
Tremendous mana surged down from the sky.
Kwon Han-ul and his companions startled and looked up.
A group of people was flying through the sky in the distance.
Or more precisely, they were leaping through the air, pushing off against it.
What had appeared as a speck smaller than a sesame seed at first was directly overhead in the blink of an eye.
Dozens of figures dropped from the sky.
The sudden appearance of these Strange Persons filled the entire area with tension.
“Ahahaha!”
Then, a familiar laugh echoed out.
A massively built man pushed through the Strange Persons and stepped forward.
The moment Kwon Han-ul saw the man’s face, his eyes widened.
“Uncle Myung-woo?”
“Han-ul, you brat! It’s been ages!”
Kwon Myung-woo grinned widely and pulled Kwon Han-ul into an embrace.

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