Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 32

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 32】

Chapter 32: Bloodline Takes Notice (1)

Those who possess the Black Dragon Bloodline acquire abilities once their synchronization rate exceeds a certain threshold.
The first ability one obtains is Dragon Combat Qi.
The second ability is Black Scale Armor.
This much was common knowledge within Heukcheon.
This was the second time Kwon Han-ul had awakened an ability.
But the ability that manifested was not Black Scale Armor.
【Ability ‘Dragon Scale Demonic Armor’ is being released.】
Despite the different name, Kwon Han-ul was not particularly surprised.
He already knew that the True Black Dragon Bloodline differed from other bloodlines.
What mattered now was the enemy before him.
The Mei Family members rushing toward him.
Every weapon they wielded was infused with Asura.
Weapons imbued with Asura could pierce even Dragon Combat Qi.
Even the blood descendants of the mighty Heukcheon had no choice but to be cautious before weapons infused with Asura.
But as always, nothing in this world was absolute.
“Attack simultaneously!”
“Target the joints!”
The Mei Family members swung their weapons, striking at Kwon Han-ul from different angles.
【Ability Dragon Scale Demonic Armor is being manifested.】
Dragon Scale Demonic Armor layered itself over the surface of the Young Dragon Blade crafted by Master Park Tae-sik.
The grayish Young Dragon Blade instantly turned pitch black.
Clang!
With a sharp metallic ring, the Asura-infused weapons bounced away like toys.
“Damn it! He unleashed Black Scale Armor!”
This was precisely why the Mei Family could not surpass the Kwon Family.
The solidity of Black Scale Armor could not be easily pierced even by weapons infused with Asura.
“Fall back! Exploit his openings!”
“Target the areas unprotected by Black Scale Armor!”
Nonetheless, the Mei Family was well-versed in countering Black Scale Armor.
Black Scale Armor was a formidable ability, but it was equally difficult to maintain.
The larger the surface area, the exponentially greater the mental concentration required to sustain it.
Therefore, there were limits to the area of Black Scale Armor that Heukcheon’s blood descendants could generate.
The Mei Family members circled around Kwon Han-ul, searching for the sections unprotected by Black Scale Armor.
Soon enough, they noticed it.
“There’s no opening…?”
The Black Dragon Scale Armor—no, the Dragon Demon Scale Armor—enveloped Kwon Han-ul’s body without a single gap.
The higher the purity of one’s bloodline, the more effortlessly one could wield their powers.
As a true-blood, neither hot-blood nor pure-blood, Kwon Han-ul could use his newly acquired power with complete freedom despite having just obtained it.
Wrapping the entire armor in Dragon Demon Scale Armor was nothing at all.
“There’s no choice! Push through with raw force!”
“Make him exhaust his mana!”
“Strip away the Black Dragon Scale Armor!”
The second weakness of the Black Dragon Scale Armor.
It consumed far too much mana to sustain for extended periods.
Maintaining it was already a burden, and when struck, mana would be carved away in chunks.
The Mei Family bloodkin concentrated their mana into their asura-infused weapons. The already crimson blades burned even brighter red.
“Haaaah!”
The Mei Family bloodkin released their asura energy simultaneously, converging it upon Kwon Han-ul.
“Got him!”
The Mei Family bloodkin cried out in triumph. At this level, his mana would be completely depleted, dealing a devastating blow.
Yet in an instant, their faces hardened like stone.
Despite the concentrated barrage of asura energy, Kwon Han-ul remained unscathed.
Not only that—the Dragon Demon Scale Armor still held firm.
“How… how is he unharmed?”
“Even a pure-blood shouldn’t be able to maintain Black Dragon Scale Armor for this long.”
The Mei Family bloodkin had miscalculated.
Dragon Demon Scale Armor.
Just as Dragon Demon Force had been, Dragon Demon Scale Armor was a superior power to Black Dragon Scale Armor.
In strength, duration, and mana consumption—it surpassed Black Dragon Scale Armor by several tiers.
Even under concentrated asura assault, not a single scratch appeared on the Dragon Demon Scale Armor.
Moreover, Kwon Han-ul possessed Healthy Blood.
Even when his stamina and mana were depleted, Healthy Blood restored them swiftly.
Thanks to this, Kwon Han-ul could sustain the Dragon Demon Scale Armor without burden.
“What a magnificent power.”
All I could feel was admiration at the Dragon Demon Scale Armor’s capabilities beyond expectation.
“With this, there’s no need to hold back.”
The Mei Family bloodkin immediately grasped the meaning of those words.
A power that could indefinitely block asura-infused weapons.
If that were the case, there would be no reason to fear the Mei Family.
Kwon Han-ul charged straight toward the Mei Family bloodkin. Their faces turned deathly pale.
“H-he’s charging!”
“Don’t give him distance!”
The Mei Family bloodkin began to scatter. Kwon Han-ul manifested another power.
【The demonic power ‘Monarch’ manifests.】
A fierce gust of wind began to sweep across the battlefield. Propelled by it, my speed accelerated even further.
I overtook the fleeing Mei bloodline members and plunged directly into their midst.
“This bastard!”
“Attack!”
Sword strikes rained down from all directions. Kwon Han-ul ignored them entirely as he prepared the Sage Dragon Ascension Technique.
Sage Dragon Ascension Technique Basic Form
Instantaneous Strike Style Twelve Rapid Strikes
A weapon infused with asura energy scraped across the dragon scale armor as it passed.
Simultaneously, both of my fists moved with blinding speed.
In that fleeting instant, the Mei bloodline members’ abdomens, solar plexuses, and philtrams were struck in succession.
As three vital points were pierced simultaneously, the Mei bloodline members erupted with blood like fountains, collapsing like bowling pins.
“Impressive indeed.”
Remarkably, the dragon scale armor amplified the power of the dragon horse energy.
I had never heard of the black scale armor possessing such a function, so this had to be a unique ability of the dragon scale armor.
“You let your guard down!”
“Where are you looking!”
The Mei bloodline members had positioned themselves behind me.
They swung axes, hammers, and flails, striking at my head and back.
All were weapons designed to pierce armor. Even if the armor held, the impact would penetrate to the inside, making it impossible to escape unscathed.
Clang!
The sound of striking metal rang out repeatedly. Yet my body didn’t budge an inch.
“Why… why is he unharmed…?”
The dragon scale armor was no ordinary armor. It possessed shock absorption as a basic function.
I lifted my leg and brought it down with tremendous force against the ground.
Sage Dragon Ascension Technique Basic Form
Shattering Strike Style Surging Flow
Cracks spread outward in an inverted triangle pattern, completely engulfing the ground beneath the Mei Family bloodline members.
Then the explosion erupted.
“Kyaaaah!”
“Uaaaagh!”
Dragon horse energy mixed with stone fragments slammed into the Mei bloodline members’ bodies. Screams and blood erupted simultaneously.
“This… this is unbelievable.”
“How… how do we even fight that?”
Gazes filled with terror focused on me.
I surveyed my surroundings and identified my next target.
That was when it happened.
From a distance, an aura-infused sword strike flew toward me. The moment it connected, my body was pushed back in a long slide.
Looking down at my torso, I saw, unbelievably, a long gash running down the middle of my armor.
It was proof that the person who launched that strike possessed skill at least equal to my own.
“You withstood my strike? You’re no ordinary opponent.”
I lifted my head. A man emanated an ominous aura.
“I stepped out for a moment to handle something—what in the world is happening here?”
Kwon Han-ul gauged the man’s level.
Clearly inferior to Mei Rong.
Below Plum Blossom Seven Hands.
Yet several tiers above the Mei bloodline members I’d crushed thus far.
‘A mid-tier master.’
If Kwon Myung-woo and Mei Rong were the symbols of the family’s strength, mid-tier masters formed the foundation upon which the family stood.
Though they lacked widespread renown, mid-tier masters who had accumulated sufficient experience under the family’s support were not to be underestimated.
‘And there’s not just one.’
I could sense it.
Masters were converging on the battlefield.
“Hey, you black worm from Heukcheon. You’ve held out quite well, haven’t you? Now that I’m here, you’re finished.”
“Not me—us.”
“Right, that’s it.”
Two more figures emerged from either side of the man. Masters of comparable caliber.
I wet my lips and contemplated.
‘This is troublesome.’
Three formidable opponents—not just one, but three.
And the likelihood of more arriving was high.
Expecting reinforcements was futile. The other four were in similarly dire straits.
‘This is truly troublesome.’
Against these three, I couldn’t rely on the Dragon Scale Armor. From this point forward, I had to steel myself to sacrifice an arm.
“Hey, this guy’s funny.”
The mid-tier master let out a hollow laugh.
“We’re right in front of you. And you’re smiling?”
True to his words, I was grinning widely enough to show my canines.
Like a child. As if I were mad with anticipation for the bloodbath about to unfold.
“Good. If you’re eager, then I’ll give you what you want.”
“Did the Family Head say we could kill you?”
“If you’re really worried, we can start by severing your limbs.”
The three infused their weapons with asura. A sinister force crashed down upon me.
That was when it happened.
A massive explosion erupted nearby.
The blast collapsed buildings and earth. A tempest of dust and stone fragments scattered in all directions.
“Ahahahahaha!”
At the epicenter of the explosion.
Kwon Myung-woo’s triumphant roar thundered forth.

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“The Plum Blossom First Sword! Mei Family Head! Truly magnificent!”
The two could not respond to Kwon Myung-woo’s praise. They could only gasp for breath.
To drive the two greatest masters of the Mei Family to such extremes. Kwon Myung-woo’s strength was almost unbelievable.
“Black Heaven’s First Fist, how much longer do you intend to continue a battle whose outcome is already decided?”
Once his breathing steadied, the Mei Family Head spoke to Kwon Myung-woo.
“What nonsense. Ah, you mean the outcome is already determined by your defeat?”
“I too am a master responsible for my clan. I already know your condition, so spare me the empty bluster.”
“What did you say?”
“Are you not beginning to feel the limits of your stamina?”
Kwon Myung-woo was far from unscathed.
Fine wounds covered his body, and his momentum had weakened considerably.
The decline in his abilities caused by the artifact.
And the combined assault of the Mei Family’s greatest masters.
Even Black Heaven’s First Fist could not help but grow weary.
“How much longer do you think you can endure? A day? Ten hours?”
“Do not worry. Before my stamina runs dry, your skulls will shatter first.”
“Ha.”
The Mei Family Head laughed as if amused. He raised his hand high toward the sky.
A wave of energy rippled outward from the core of the Mei Family Compound.
As the wave touched them, changes occurred in the Mei Family Head’s body.
His wounds healed instantly. The depleted mana and stamina returned to their original levels.
It was not only the Mei Family Head. All Mei bloodline members exposed to the wave recovered.
“Well, what do you think?”
The Mei Family Head spoke, radiating the same formidable presence as before.
“The strength of Heukcheon is beyond question. But this is the core of the Mei Family Compound. Everything here exists for us Mei bloodline members.”
That was not all.
“Do you feel it? The clan’s masters who ventured outside are returning. Far more personnel will gather than the numbers you have felled.”
The Mei Family Head wore a triumphant smile.
“In a prolonged battle, the Mei Family’s victory is inevitable. What say you, Black Heaven’s First Fist? Are you beginning to regret your actions?”
The Mei Family, able to supply endless soldiers and resources, against the five isolated members of Heukcheon.
To anyone’s eyes, the outcome was obvious.
“Black Heaven’s First Fist. It is not too late even now. Surrender. Then I will at least guarantee your life’s safety.”
Kwon Myung-woo said nothing. Uncharacteristically quiet, the Mei Family Head’s smile deepened.
“I will guarantee the safety of your other bloodline members as well. That would be more profitable for Heukcheon….”
“Mei Family Head, do you truly believe we declared war without any thought?”
At Kwon Myung-woo’s words, the Mei Family Head spoke with confusion.
“What do you mean by that?”
“If Heukcheon were a place that moved only by emotion, we would not hold our current position.”
The Mei Family Head’s brow furrowed slightly.
“That sounds an awful lot like you’re saying you have a way to escape.”
“Escape? Do I look like the type to resort to such a pathetic tactic?”
Kwon Myung-woo raised his head and shouted.
“Mi! How much longer!”
Even as Kwon Mi clashed with Plum Blossom Seven Hands, she cried out.
“They’ll be here any moment now!”
Hearing that exchange, the Mei Family Head found himself drowning in questions. Someone arriving? Who? What was coming?
“M-Master!”
Just then, one of the Mei bloodline members called out to him urgently.
“S-Sir! We’ve received word from the Chinese government! Something is flying through Chinese airspace right now!”
“…What are you talking about?”
“W-We don’t know. They’re only saying that no matter how many anti-air missiles they fire, they cannot shoot it down…”
“Then what in the hell are you trying to say!”
The Mei Family Head roared. An inexplicable dread seized him, making him frantic.
The Mei bloodline member trembled as he spoke.
“Th-They’re saying… a dragon is flying toward us…”
A dragon?
That single word dredged up a memory from the depths of the Mei Family Head’s consciousness—a presence he had nearly forgotten.
“…Surely not.”
That was when it happened.
Far above, in the sky, an immense aura descended.
A pressure like millions of soldiers marching forth crushed down upon the world.
The Mei Family Head was not alone in sensing it. Every Mei bloodline member standing on this ground gazed up at the sky in a daze.
The white clouds that had blanketed the heavens were torn to shreds. Through the rifts, a black dragon emerged.
“Wh-What the hell is that!”
“A d-dragon?”
The dragon plummeted toward the earth. The moment it struck the ground, an earthquake erupted.
The earth trembled, and the world shook violently.
The Mei bloodline members lost their footing and collapsed. Every building crumbled to dust.
When the earthquake finally subsided.
“Phew.”
Where the dragon had landed, an elderly man straightened his back and rose to his feet.
“I’m swamped with work. And you drag me out here for this.”
The old man complained briefly. At his words, Kwon Myung-woo burst into hearty laughter.
“Surely you need some exercise from time to time, sir.”
“Exercise? Does this look like exercise to you? Flying all the way from my office here nearly killed my back!”
“It’s not something just anyone can do, so there’s no helping it, is there?”
The old man clicked his tongue and shook his head. Then his eyes met those of the Mei Family Head.
The Mei Family Head’s face twisted in horror, while a smile bloomed across the old man’s face.
“Oh, I can’t believe it’s been decades.”
Blood rushed to the Mei Family Head’s face. Consumed by passion, he cried out.
“Kwon Seon-woo!”
The patriarch of the Heukcheon Estate and chairman of the Heukcheon Group.
“Whelp, don’t speak the elder’s name so carelessly.”
Kwon Seon-woo spoke with a sneer.

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