Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 216

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 216】

216. Interference (3)

Kwon Han-ul harbored no fond memories of Kwon Chan-seong.
From his debut match onward, the man had consistently interfered with him, and there had even been a moment when Kwon Han-ul nearly lost his life at Kwon Chan-seong’s hands.
Since Kwon Han-ul had personally tied up that loose end, he hadn’t given the matter a second thought until now.
Yet that same man had reappeared before his eyes.
“…How did you regain your sanity?”
When Kwon Han-ul had been kidnapped by Catalina Blaga, Kwon Chan-seong had devised a plan ostensibly to rescue him—but in reality, to kill him.
At that moment, Kwon Han-ul had turned the tables, struck Kwon Chan-seong down, and shattered his mind. He had done so with the intention that Kwon Chan-seong would live forever as a vegetable, suffering in agony.
“No elixir or artifact should have been able to restore a mind destroyed so thoroughly.”
He had accomplished it by borrowing the power of the True Bloodline.
The destruction had been so complete that no magical remedy or relic could ever mend it.
That was why Kwon Han-ul could not comprehend how Kwon Chan-seong now stood before him, perfectly intact.
“That’s right. I became an idiot at your hands. If it weren’t for Aion, I would have remained that way forever.”
“Aion?”
Kwon Chan-seong extended a grotesquely mutated hand as he spoke.
“See this? This is what Aion did to me. Apparently, it was an experiment to strengthen the Black Dragon Bloodline.”
Kwon Chan-seong’s lips twisted into a bitter smile.
“Treating a living person as an experimental subject—now that I think about it, they were absolute bastards. But it turned out to be fortunate for me. As the experiments continued, my Black Dragon Bloodline’s power strengthened, and thanks to that, both my body and mind recovered.”
“…You became an experimental subject for Aion?”
Through the vessel, I knew well how horrific the experiments conducted by Aion truly were.
“I haven’t returned to complete normalcy. Only my recent memories have come back so far.”
Suddenly, a murderous intent flickered in pupils that had resembled those of a reptile. Kwon Chan-seong glared at Kwon Han-ul and cried out.
“Yes, recent memories! The ones of what you did to me! The memories of that day are vivid! They keep circling through my mind, tormenting me!”
As Kwon Chan-seong unleashed his rage, a tremendous surge of magical power erupted explosively.
“You’re the problem! If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have lost Father’s trust! I wouldn’t have lived as an idiot, and I wouldn’t have become this monster!”
Kwon Han-ul focused on the aura emanating from Kwon Chan-seong rather than the raw magical power itself.
It was not the aura of a pure bloodline. It deviated slightly from that.
“…He’s stepped into the realm of the True Bloodline.”
Strictly speaking, the Black Dragon Bloodline that Kwon Chan-seong possessed was pure. Yet it had drawn ever so slightly closer to the True Bloodline.
Whatever experimental methods Aion had employed remained a mystery, but the results of those experiments were undeniably real.
“You have no idea how elated I am! I can finally end this long-held grudge!”
Kwon Chan-seong lunged toward Kwon Han-ul. At that moment, Kwon Han-ul asked a question.
“What happened to Kwon Ji-seok?”
At those words, Kwon Chan-seong froze.
“Kwon Ji-seok? Who’s that?”
“Your mind has recovered, yet you still lack your senses.”
“Don’t insult me!”
“I’m referring to your younger brother.”
Kwon Chan-seong’s expression went blank for a moment. Then he let out a hollow laugh.
“Ah yes, that creature. Father brought him here claiming he was my brother.”
“And what became of him?”
“He died.”
Kwon Chan-seong answered without hesitation.
“Aeon said they lacked experimental subjects, so Father brought him. What happened after that, I don’t know. I only heard later that he was dead.”
The shocking revelation left me unable even to laugh bitterly.
I already knew Kwon Hyuk was inhuman, but I never imagined he would sacrifice two of his own children.
And Kwon Chan-seong’s casual indifference to this fact was so revolting it left me speechless.
“Are your questions finished?”
“Yes. You’re free to attack now.”
Kwon Han-ul flicked his fingers as he added,
“Come. I’ll let you have the first move.”
“…You arrogant bastard, you dare look down on me?”
“You’re the one looking down.”
Kwon Han-ul spoke with an indifferent expression.
“You lost to me even before your mind was shattered. What makes you think anything’s changed now?”
“That wasn’t your strength alone! You borrowed the power of Catalina Blaga and the spirit contract!”
“Making excuses for defeat? I’m starting to doubt you’re really the great Kwon Chan-seong.”
The sound of grinding teeth echoed. Kwon Chan-seong spread his mutated arm to the side.
“You’ll regret those words.”
Black flames engulfed the mutated limb. Dragon Force crystallized into razor-sharp blades that wrapped around his claws.
“Roooaaarrr!”
With a bestial roar, Kwon Chan-seong charged forward. He leaped dozens of meters in a single bound, then descended toward Kwon Han-ul.
Five claws carved long trajectories through the air. The moment they reached Kwon Han-ul, the ground caved inward and dust erupted in a thick cloud.
“Kahahaha! Kahahaha!”
The dust obscured everything from view. Only the flickering trajectories of Kwon Chan-seong’s claws were visible.
“I’ve waited so long for this day! For this moment when I’d tear you apart with these hands!”
Suddenly, Kwon Chan-seong’s laughter cut off abruptly. The flicker of Dragon Force disappeared.
As both the Black Darkness Corps and Black Burn Squad looked on in confusion, the dust slowly cleared, revealing both figures.
“Hah… hah… hah…”
Kwon Chan-seong was gasping for breath. His eyes, fixed on Kwon Han-ul, trembled violently.
Meanwhile, Kwon Han-ul remained exactly as before.
He stared at Kwon Chan-seong without showing the slightest sign of exertion.
“…Why?”
Kwon Chan-seong muttered in incomprehension at the sight.
“Why are you unscathed?”
Just moments before, Kwon Chan-seong unleashed a relentless barrage of attacks as swift as lightning.
Not a single member of the Black Darkness Corps or Black Burn Squad could clearly see how many times Kwon Chan-seong had struck.
Yet despite being exposed to such devastatingly fast and powerful attacks, Kwon Han-ul’s clothing remained completely unscathed.
“Why are you blaming me for something you can’t do?”
Kwon Han-ul answered nonchalantly.
“What? Should I give you another chance?”
Those words shattered Kwon Chan-seong’s pride. He charged forward with eyes nearly rolling back in fury.
“Stop spouting nonsense!”
In that instant, Kwon Han-ul moved. He raised his leg and delivered three consecutive kicks—one to Kwon Chan-seong’s knee, one to his abdomen, and one to his jaw.
The strikes appeared light in execution, yet Kwon Chan-seong felt as though his bones were shattering from the impact.
“Kugh, krgh!”
Unable to endure the pain, Kwon Chan-seong staggered backward. Kwon Han-ul spoke to him.
“If you don’t want to accept my mercy, then so be it.”
Kwon Han-ul withdrew a pair of gloves from his pocket and put them on.
The moment Kwon Chan-seong saw those gloves, his eyes widened in shock. Seeing his reaction, Kwon Han-ul’s expression turned delighted.
“Ah, you recognize them. Well, they are quite the remarkable item.”
Park Tae-sik took such pride in these gloves that Kwon Han-ul himself found them equally impressive.
“I’ve been waiting for a proper chance to test them.”
Kwon Han-ul infused mana into the knuckle gloves. A deep dragon essence wrapped around them.
“I’ll throw just one punch. If you can block it, I’ll let you go without complaint.”
Kwon Han-ul took his stance. Kwon Chan-seong’s face hardened like stone.
Soon, biting his lip with indignation, blood burst forth with a grinding sound.
“Fine. I’ll tear that arrogant face of yours to shreds right here.”
Tremendous mana erupted from Kwon Chan-seong’s body. The momentum was formidable, yet Kwon Han-ul could see through it.
Kwon Chan-seong was desperately scraping together every ounce of his mana.
Dragon essence gathered in his transformed arm, creating an even more colossal limb.
Black Dragon Twelve Ascendant Martial Form – Upper Tier
Qi-Strike Style Dragon Slash White Blood
The moment the massive arm descended, the dragon essence transformed into a slashing wave. It cleaved through both earth and sky simultaneously.
The instant Kwon Chan-seong unleashed his technique, Kwon Han-ul also tensed his forearm.
Though considerable distance separated them, it made no difference.
“Ha!”
With a sharp shout, he drove his fist forward. The dragon essence gathered in the knuckle gloves erupted outward.
Mysterious Dragon Ascending Heaven Art – Upper Tier
Annihilation Strike Style Yilin Whirlwind
A spiraling dragon essence pierced through everything.
Kwon Chan-seong’s technique shattered into fragments. The force swept away even Kwon Chan-seong himself.
And upon the ground, nothing remained.

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The first to react to Kwon Chan-seong’s death was Kwon Moon-joo, vice-commander of the Black Burn Squad.
The brilliant move Kwon Han-ul had just displayed snapped her mind into sharp focus.
Even if Kwon Moon-joo and every member of the Black Burn Squad threw themselves at him, they couldn’t stop Kwon Han-ul. Stopping him was impossible—surviving was equally so.
That’s why Kwon Moon-joo made her decision swiftly.
“…What are you all doing! Seize the Black Darkness Corps immediately!”
Her decision was to take the Black Darkness Corps as hostages.
The Black Burn Squad members executed her order without hesitation. They moved behind the Black Darkness Corps and pressed weapons against three of their necks.
“If you value your subordinates’ lives, don’t move.”
When Kwon Han-ul showed no sign of moving, Kwon Moon-joo’s expression relaxed with relief.
“Good. You’re a well-behaved one. Just stay still like that. If you twitch even a finger, your subordinates will….”
At Kwon Moon-joo’s warning, Kwon Han-ul clicked his tongue in contempt.
“A unit of Heukcheon taking hostages? If others learned of this, it wouldn’t just become a laughingstock—the very name of Heukcheon would be dragged through the mud.”
“It doesn’t matter what you say. This is how the Black Burn Squad operates.”
Kwon Moon-joo gestured with her chin. Two Black Burn Squad members approached Kwon Han-ul with weapons drawn.
“Cut the tendons in his shoulders.”
The Black Burn Squad raised their weapons. In that instant, Kwon Han-ul spoke.
“Go ahead and try.”
The atmosphere suddenly turned frigid. Kwon Moon-joo’s brow furrowed as she demanded clarification.
“…What did you just say?”
“I said kill me if you can.”
“You think we can’t?”
“Then try.”
Kwon Moon-joo fell into contemplation. She couldn’t tell if this was bluster or if he had some other scheme.
“…It seems you haven’t grasped the situation yet. Let me help you understand.”
Kwon Moon-joo spoke to the member holding the Black Darkness Corps hostage.
“Kill one of them right now!”
But something was wrong. Despite hearing Kwon Moon-joo’s voice, the member didn’t act.
He simply stared at Kwon Han-ul with a vacant expression.
“What are you doing! I said kill them now!”
Still, the member didn’t move. Kwon Moon-joo tried to issue orders to another member.
That’s when she realized it.
Every Black Burn Squad member present was staring at Kwon Han-ul with a vacant expression.
“What are you all doing! Snap out of it now!”
“It’s useless. This is a power you lot can’t shake off.”
When Kwon Han-ul raised his hand, every Black Burn Squad member dropped their weapons to the ground. With that, the Black Darkness Corps was freed.
“Come over here.”
The three Black Darkness Corps members rushed toward Kwon Han-ul. Then he spoke to Kwon Moon-joo.
“When I came here, I gave considerable thought to how to deal with your Black Burn Squad. But seeing what you’ve done, it seems I didn’t need to deliberate at all.”
Han-ul’s gaze turned toward Kwon Moon-joo, and a tremendous wave of vertigo crashed over her.
She tried to resist at first, but her mind ultimately surrendered.
Kwon Moon-joo wore the same vacant expression as the other squad members.
“The Black Burn Squad will restrain yourselves and enter the prison facility. I will decide your punishment later.”
All members of the Black Burn Squad opened subspaces and retrieved their restraint devices.
After fastening the restraints themselves, they headed toward the prison facility prepared within the Kwon Family compound.
“You are the exception.”
Han-ul seized Kwon Moon-joo.
“Take me to Kwon Hyuk’s location immediately.”

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Kwon Moon-joo led Han-ul to the Chairman’s Office, which lay in ruins.
The entire building was devastated, rendered completely unusable for its original purpose.
“…That object… is….”
Kwon Moon-joo pointed to a small safe lying scattered among the debris.
The moment Han-ul saw the safe, he recalled its identity.
There was no need to ask Kwon Moon-joo. It was Sageum-ok, the isolation relic that the Maejung First Sword had once used against Han-ul long ago at the Mei Family Compound.
“Are you telling me the Chairman and Kwon Hyuk are trapped inside this?”
“…The Witch of Heuk Cheon is… also… inside….”
Han-ul ground his teeth. He had wondered why he couldn’t sense the three of them—he never expected Sageum-ok to be used.
Once Sageum-ok is activated, it cannot be opened from the outside under any circumstances.
That meant waiting until whatever was happening inside the relic concluded.
“Damn it.”
“Your language is quite crude.”
At that moment, a raspy voice echoed from somewhere.
Inside the building that had not yet collapsed.
An elderly man of small stature stood there.
“This is our first direct meeting, is it not? I am….”
“Azet Hermes.”
Han-ul spoke first. Though he had never seen him in person, there was no way he could not know.
He had seen this man countless times in the memories the vessel had shown him.
“The leader of Aeon, Azet Hermes, is it not?”
“…You know more than I expected.”
Azet Hermes was momentarily taken aback, but he quickly composed himself.
“I fail to understand why you’ve appeared before me. Do you wish to hasten your journey to the afterlife?”
My mood was already foul. And now my mother’s enemy had appeared. The displeasure soon manifested as magical power.
The magical force I unleashed swept across the surroundings. Azet Hermes’s face turned pale as he was exposed to that power.
“…Indeed, you are formidable. But I did not stand before you thoughtlessly.”
A smile appeared on Azet Hermes’s face.
“I’ve come to reclaim what your mother stole from me.”
Azet Hermes opened a rift in space. He reached into it and withdrew his hand.
Brilliant light flooded the surroundings. The moment that radiance touched Han-ul, a message materialized.
【’???’detects Half-Saint Blood.】

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