Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 33

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 33】

Chapter 33: Bloodline Makes an Entrance (2)

“This is impossible!”
The Mei Family Head screamed.
His excitement was so intense that the muscles and veins in his face seemed ready to burst at any moment.
“An Avatar Body? Even for you, this cannot be real!”
Cries of despair, as if the heavens themselves were collapsing, poured forth without end.
The Mei Family Head wanted so desperately to deny the reality before him.
“You’re old enough to know better than to squawk like a child.”
“When did this happen? When exactly did you reach the Avatar Body stage!”
Kwon Seon-woo spoke with an indifferent expression.
“Since you’re so pitiful, I’ll answer. I reached the Avatar Body after your father died.”
The Mei Family Head’s face went blank for a moment.
“Then it’s been twenty years already… So why didn’t anyone know about this!”
“Because I didn’t tell them.”
“But why would you—”
“There was no need to tell.”
“So why wouldn’t you just—”
“How foolish.”
Kwon Seon-woo clicked his tongue in disapproval.
“A trump card must be kept hidden, after all.”
The Mei Family Head clamped his mouth shut. Murderous intent slowly kindled in eyes that had been hollow with shock.
“All Mei bloodline members, listen! Kill Kwon Seon-woo, the Heukcheon Family Head, right now!”
The Mei bloodline members turned to their Family Head with confused expressions.
“Even if he is an Avatar Body, flying from the Northern Korean Peninsula to here is no easy feat! And he even penetrated our grand defensive system!”
The Mei Family Head shouted with conviction.
“His stamina and mana must be completely depleted! This is our chance! We must kill him before he recovers!”
The Mei Family Head’s words carried strong persuasive power.
The wavering eyes of the Mei bloodline members gradually began to shine with renewed determination.
The Mei bloodline members gripped their weapons tightly and fixed their gaze on Kwon Seon-woo.
Kwon Seon-woo observed the scene with cold indifference.
“Still lacking in courtesy. You’re not even worthy of my direct hand, yet you dare treat me with such rabble.”
The Mei bloodline members rushed forward.
In truth, fear dominated their minds more than hostility.
Their dormant animal instincts warned them.
If we don’t kill Kwon Seon-woo, we will die. No—the entire Mei Family will be in danger.
“How truly… unpleasant.”
The Mei bloodkin reached close proximity. They drew their weapons toward Kwon Seon-woo.
“How dare you wretches bare your fangs at me.”
Power surged into Kwon Seon-woo’s eyes. In that instant, the heads of the Mei bloodkin burst apart.
The headless bodies collapsed to the ground. The Mei bloodkin rushing behind them halted in panic.
“Th-they’re all… dead.”
“Wh-what was that just now?”
Kwon Seon-woo had clearly done nothing. Standing motionless, over a dozen Mei bloodkin had their heads explode.
“…It’s Intent Slaying.”
Only one person recognized its true nature.
“The Heukcheon Family Head has reached the realm where one can kill with mere willpower!”
The realm spoken of as just before the Heart Sword—a stage all Hunters dream of achieving.
At the mention of Intent Slaying, the Mei bloodkin’s faces lost all trace of resolute determination.
Only fear remained, as if facing an unknown monster.
“What are you doing? Did you draw your weapons only to flee?”
Despite Kwon Seon-woo’s mockery, the Mei bloodkin only retreated.
“That won’t do. There must be a price to pay.”
Kwon Seon-woo unleashed the Dragon Strike. Black aura spiraled upward into the sky.
“The Dragon’s Tail?”
One of the Mei bloodkin muttered. In that moment, the Dragon Strike swept across all directions.
The Mei bloodkin caught in the torrential Dragon Strike literally ‘evaporated.’
The Mei Family Head watched the spectacle from afar, too shocked to utter a word.
“You seem to have the leisure to look away.”
At those words, the Mei Family Head snapped to attention. But it was already too late.
Dragon Strike was already descending above his head.
“Family Head! Danger!”
Mei Rong embraced the Mei Family Head and hurled them both away. The Dragon Strike crashed down where the Mei Family Head had stood.
Every building and the earth split asunder in a single blow.
The Mei Family Homeland was cleaved in two.
The Mei Family Head could only tremble at such devastating power.
“Did I say I was exhausted from coming all this way?”
The Mei Family Head shook his head. He shook it violently. He shook it with all his might.
At that sight, Kwon Seon-woo smiled and spoke.
“Good. You understand.”

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“Still, for someone responsible for a clan, your intuition is quite sharp.”
Another emotion flickered across the Mei Family Head’s face.
What did he just say?
“Flying all the way here from the Kwon Family is already exhausting. And I even took attacks along the way.”
So what was he talking about now?
“To be honest, I’d love to just lie down right here and rest.”
Kwon Seon-woo opened a spatial rift and pulled something out. The Mei Family Head flinched, thinking it might be an ancient weapon.
But what Kwon Seon-woo retrieved was neither an artifact nor a weapon—just an ordinary chair.
A plain folding chair of the kind used at fishing spots, no less.
“I’m going to rest for a moment, so take note of that.”
The Mei Family Head felt his blood pressure spike. How ridiculous must the Mei Family look for him to pull such a stunt?
But if what he said was true, this was an excellent opportunity to kill Kwon Seon-woo.
“By the way, it would be wise not to entertain any other ideas.”
Kwon Seon-woo leaned back in the chair as if he might collapse into it.
“Surely you don’t think I came all this way alone?”
Kwon Seon-woo pointed to the sky. The Mei Family Head reflexively looked up.
Beneath the blue sky, an even bluer circle was drawn.
The interior of the circle was filled with incomprehensible symbols and characters.
The Mei Family Head recognized what that circle was. In fact, no Hunter could fail to recognize it.
It was a pattern you grew sick of seeing every time you entered a Dungeon.
“A magic circle? You brought Joo Ha-yeon all the way here?”
Before Kwon Seon-woo could answer, dozens of figures fell from the sky.
Strangely, they landed not around Kwon Seon-woo, but around Kwon Myung-woo.
This was the natural order of things.
These people’s direct superior was Kwon Myung-woo, not Kwon Seon-woo.
“Sir!”
Dozens of figures knelt in unison. Kwon Myung-woo’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Why are you all here?”
The Heukcheon Team.
The highest and strongest division of the Heukcheon Group, known as the ruler of East Asia.
They had arrived.

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The Heukcheon Team straightened their bent knees.
The heavy atmosphere from moments before had vanished—everyone was laughing playfully now.
“Our captain is in danger. Of course we had to come.”
“You’ve aged so much that you’re not like you used to be.”
“Are you injured anywhere?”
Kwon Myung-woo grew irritable at the team members’ concern.
“How dare you worry about me! I’m obviously fine, you bastards!”
“Come on, you don’t look fine.”
“Yeah. You seem to have taken quite a few blade wounds all over.”
“You punks! Want me to check directly?”
Kwon Myung-woo swung his fists around menacingly. The Heukcheon Team scattered in alarm.
“Captain, don’t do that even as a joke.”
“Right. If we get hit by your fist, we’ll be bedridden for three days.”
“Quiet! But why are you showing up now? Didn’t you come with my brother?”
“Yes, we came together. I never thought I’d experience riding on a dragon’s back in my lifetime.”
“Then what were you doing all this time before showing up?”
“The Chairman said he’d take the initiative, so we should come down after that.”
“So Joo Ha-yeon and I stayed suspended in midair for a while.”
Kwon Myung-woo shifted his gaze toward Kwon Seon-woo, who now had his eyes closed, seemingly indifferent to everything around him.
“Where did Joo Ha-yeon go?”
“She said there was someone she needed to help, so she disappeared first.”
“Someone to help? Ah, you mean that bastard.”
Kwon Myung-woo nodded in understanding.
“I’ve never seen Joo Ha-yeon care for someone like that before.”
“If word of this spreads, there will be plenty of men shedding tears. Look—there are already some crying in the Heukcheon Team.”
“Quiet, you bastards! Stop the chatter and deal with those guys!”
“Yes, sir!”
The Heukcheon Team responded playfully and turned toward the Mei bloodline members.
In that instant, the atmosphere transformed completely. The lightness vanished entirely, replaced by a killing intent as heavy as iron that crushed down upon the Mei bloodline members.
“Leave the Mei Family Head and the Sword Saint of the Mei to me. Those two are my opponents. Understood?”
“Yes, sir!”
The Heukcheon Team scattered in all directions. The Mei Family Head issued an identical command.
“Everyone, take up arms! Behead the Heukcheon bastards!”
Despite the Family Head’s order, the Mei bloodline members hesitated. Fear had already taken root in their hearts.
“Get your wits about you!”
The Mei Family Head’s voice cut through the bloodline members like a blade.
“This is Mei Family land! Do you intend to lose to the Heukcheon dogs on our own ground?”
The Mei Family Head’s cry stirred the pride of the Mei bloodline members. One by one, their eyes began to reignite with determination.
“The artifact is still operational! The main force is returning!”
This was Mei Family territory.
The Mei Family still held the advantage in troop numbers and terrain.
Though the Heukcheon bloodline had appeared, they were merely a single cup of water cast into a sea of mud.
“Drive back the enemies!”
The Mei bloodline wielded weapons imbued with Asura Soul at the forefront. The Heukcheon Team unleashed their martial techniques in response.
A crimson wave and a black wave collided against each other.
And the crimson wave began to recede.
Over a hundred soldiers were being pushed back by merely dozens. The Mei Family Head stood speechless at this shocking sight.
“How is this possible…!”
In that moment, a thought crystallized in the Mei Family Head’s mind.
“…We’ve already lost in momentum.”
With Kwon Seon-woo’s appearance, the Mei bloodline had completely lost their will to fight.
The Mei Family Head forcibly poured oil on the dying embers to reignite the flame.
But a flame revived by force could never burn as brightly as before.
The Mei bloodline with broken momentum against the Heukcheon Team burning with fighting spirit.
The outcome was already decided.
“It’s not over yet! This battle is not finished!”
The Mei Family Head clenched his teeth and roared.
“Activate all the relics! We must sever Heukcheon’s lifeline here by any means necessary!”
Madness flickered in the Mei Family Head’s eyes.
“Kill them! Kill them all! If we eliminate the First Master of Heukcheon and Kwon Seon-woo alone, Heukcheon will no longer be something to fear! The Mei Family can devour Heukcheon!”
Then it happened.
【’Light of Asura’ fades. Your stats return to normal.】
【’Scent of Eculos’ disperses. Mana control returns to normal.】
You escape the influence of ‘Battlefield Bias’. Your will and fighting spirit settle.>
【’Monocular Evil Eye’ closes. Curse resistance is restored.】
【’Black Malice’ no longer aids you.】
Suddenly, the effects of the relics shut down. The Mei Family Head was greatly alarmed.
“What is happening….”
“Mei Tian!”
From far away, someone called out the Mei Family Head’s true name. The Mei Family Head turned his gaze in that direction.
At the Mei Family Central.
Mei Hong stood where the relics were stored.
“I’ve cut off all the mana conduits supplying power to the relics!”
Mei Hong cried out with righteous fury.
“This is how I avenge our parents!”
“That wench, of all times….”
I wanted to tear Mei Hong’s head from her shoulders on the spot.
But now was not the time to concern myself with Mei Hong.
With the relics’ effects gone, the Heukcheon Team’s offensive became even more ferocious.
The Mei bloodline could not hold their ground. Weapons shattered, skulls cracked, spines crushed.
The Mei Family members—my bloodline—were being slaughtered.
Yet I could not aid them.
I had to concern myself with my own survival first.
“…Family Head.”
Mei Rong spoke, swallowing hard.
“It seems you should prepare yourself.”
From a distance away, an overwhelming aura pressed down upon us.
It was as though I stood directly beside roiling lava.
“Now this is more like it.”
Kwon Myung-woo was no longer hindered by the artifact—he unleashed his complete Dragon Combat Energy without restraint.
Dragon Combat Energy converged into Kwon Myung-woo’s fists, compressed again and again until it crystallized like a gemstone.
Fist Aura, or Aura Fist.
The technique of a transcendent.
With both hands wreathed in this power, Kwon Myung-woo roared out.
“Mei Family Head! And the Sword of the Heavens! Now let us settle this once and for all!”

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