Level -99 Archmage - Chapter 135

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Chapter 135. Pure Bloodline
A deafening shriek tore through the air!
Light poured forth from the egg, engulfing Park Chan-woo.
‘I feel it.’
Only then did the true ‘first contact’ with Cygnus begin in earnest.
He had become aware of Cygnus’s existence, and Cygnus, in turn, had come to know Park Chan-woo.
Park Chan-woo cast his gaze into the torrent of light.
There, something with eyes of blue radiance met his stare.
Eyes as beautiful, transparent, and round as a sapphire sea.
A horn at the center of a perfectly sculpted brow, fur plush as emerald down, and a pair of long, elegant wings to match.
‘That dark strand wasn’t a wing—it was a tail.’
An easy mistake to make.
The long tail split into two parts, creating the illusion of wings.
Park Chan-woo stared at Cygnus’s form, momentarily dazed.
……Wondrous.
Of course, all Divine Beasts possessed an air of wonder.
Each carried an aura that could not be approached lightly.
Yet Cygnus shone far more ethereal than any Divine Beast he had ever beheld.
A sensation beyond words—the sight alone made his chest swell.
「Father.」
The sound resonated within his mind.
Though the voice belonged to a child, it was remarkably composed and crystalline.
Father, then…… He turned the word over in his thoughts.
‘The first time I’ve ever heard it spoken to me.’
Had anyone ever called him father before?
Never, beyond question.
He had never married, and never fathered a child.
In the future world, the thought of taking a companion was itself both blessing and curse beyond measure.
In a world where survival alone demanded everything, taking responsibility for another doubled the burden of existence and more.
Emotionally, such a bond might provide support, but life had taught him it was not something to recommend.
Creators could seize upon it as a weakness, and Avatars had before used such bonds as toys.
In all his relationships, Park Chan-woo had chosen not to venture into deeper ties. Children were therefore out of the question entirely.
“……Cygnus.”
Cygnus tilted its head, watching him intently.
As if waiting for him to speak its name, he obliged.
At that, Cygnus spread its wings wide.
「My name is Cygnus, bearer of an exalted bloodline.」
「I feel it. The resonance of our souls, their connection.」
「Great father of mine. Will you not share your name with me?」
Cygnus had unmistakably come to recognize Park Chan-woo as both kinsman and father.
“Park Chan-woo.”
He nodded and spoke the name aloud.
「I have inscribed your name upon my very soul.」
Thump-thump! Thump-thump!
His heart suddenly quickened its pace.
Waves of Mana intertwined, and the patterns of their unique Mana signatures began to merge as well, subtly but perceptibly.
A true ‘connection’ had been forged.
‘Without Easter Egg (002), we wouldn’t have been able to form such an intimate bond.’
The ability of Easter Egg (002) seemed to relate, somehow, to ‘the reshaping of recognition.’
In any case, once it activated, an explanation should have been added to the relevant information.
As he focused on the message that surfaced, an information window materialized before him.
Easter Egg (002): Brings forth the harmony of ‘species.’
The explanation was vague.
Yet he understood it well enough.
Had the very circumstances of obtaining Easter Egg (002) not been the same?
‘The unity of races.’
He had asked Dagon, the demon merchant, to grant ‘consciousness of the soul,’ and sought to bring peace to the soul of Balzac, who had become a true demon.
In that moment, Balzac had refused the peace and chosen instead to remain at Park Chan-woo’s side.
Thus did Balzac’s soul transform into ‘Easter Egg (002),’ leading once more to the discovery of ‘the traces of the Creator.’
Yet a question remained.
The first Easter Egg was ‘Fortune,’ and the second was ‘Harmony of Species.’
They seemed connected, yet they didn’t.
‘What’s he trying to tell me?’
One thing was certain: there was intent behind it.
No matter how he thought about it, it didn’t feel like something left behind as mere caprice.
If the Creator of the Abyss had truly left these Easter Eggs, there would be a message to convey.
For now, he lacked sufficient clues.
Yet this much was certain: each Easter Egg had emerged from ‘the impossible.’
They lay hidden within tasks that could never be accomplished, that no one would ever think to accomplish.
The same would hold true.
‘…I’ll uncover them in time.’
If he continued to challenge the impossible, if he refused to give up and tirelessly forged his own path, he would certainly be able to acquire other Easter Eggs as well.
‘But then again.’
One thing was certain: through Easter Egg (002)’s power—Harmony of Species—Cygnus had recognized Park Chan-woo on a deeper level.
Thus he was no longer a mere ‘pet,’ but had been completed as a true member of the ‘family.’
Family. A bloodline bound by blood.
‘The ultimate lineage. The potential of bloodline.’
Thanks to this, Park Chan-woo had also inherited potential as a bloodline bearer.
The special traits a species possessed, or the strange power that bloodlines held.
Could it be an ability related to Divine Beasts?
Or was it merely latent potential that had yet to manifest?
He couldn’t bear his curiosity.
Park Chan-woo quickly checked his Status Window.
And there it was.
Something had changed.
‘Pure Bloodline has been added to the status conditions.’
Pure Bloodline—it meant the cleanest of lineages.
Perhaps it referred to a bloodline directly connected to Sanctuary.
As he focused on the words, a new window materialized.
Pure Bloodline: You have inherited the power of a noble and pure bloodline. Experience Point acquisition rate increases by 50%, and you are freed from the influence of Cracks. Additionally, you possess the right to enter the sacred realm of Sanctuary.
……
He found himself momentarily speechless.
The description was simply beyond words.
Something that defied common sense, something he’d never even dreamed of, had become real.
An option that raised Experience Point acquisition rate was especially unprecedented for him.
For him, it could only be like rain falling on parched earth.
His limited lifespan now had 488 days remaining.
To return to level one, he needed to gain eighty levels, and his required Experience Points were several times greater than those of others.
‘This option is truly tailor-made for me.’
His level at 99 was not the ceiling.
Rather, reaching level 99 was merely the starting line.
He had finally acquired a possibility he’d only dreamed of.
A foundation had been laid to soar higher and faster.
This alone was sufficient for what the Pure Bloodline offered.
‘…Could it be I can enter the Cracks now?’
This wasn’t all.
To be freed from the influence of Cracks—
Honestly, even seeing it, he couldn’t quite believe it.
Cracks were seams between Abysses that only Divine Beasts could withstand.
Humanity had researched Cracks countless times, and their conclusion was final.
‘Cracks are like connective threads binding worlds that touch the Abyss, linking dimension to dimension.’
Beyond that, they knew nothing.
They couldn’t know.
You couldn’t enter them in the first place.
Only by venturing inside and exploring could anyone learn anything at all.
Yet even the Twelve Races, even demons, couldn’t survive inside Cracks.
If they couldn’t endure it, what hope had a human?
Thus Cracks remained a realm of mystery.
For the first time, he had gained the qualification to set foot within them.
And more than that—he could now enter Sanctuary itself.
“Do you know anything about the Sanctuary?”
What exactly was Sanctuary?
A place? The name of a Divine Beast? Or something else entirely?
It was clearly a place, called a sanctuary, yet it was also the name of a Divine Beast in its own right.
Sanctuary, king of the Divine Beasts.
Cygnus answered the question that hung unspoken in the air.
“I do not know. Yet I feel the will of my mother, who gave me my name. That should I enter that place now, I would not return alive.”
I couldn’t enter just yet.
Was it a matter of strength?
True enough—even crossing the Crack, that realm belonged to the Divine Beasts.
It was a place where monsters prowled in numbers I couldn’t yet handle as Park Chan-woo.
I’d need to grow as strong as Agzos was when facing the Conqueror Khan before I could barely set foot there.
The Creative Abyss that formed on Earth now was nothing but child’s play compared to the Crack.
“Father, to enter the Sanctuary, I must grow stronger still. May I consume this Abyss for my growth?”
…Consume the Abyss?
Park Chan-woo let out a small laugh before he could stop himself.
It wasn’t an entirely unknown notion, but it seemed a Divine Beast’s true food was indeed the “Abyss” itself.
Or more precisely, the “Creative Abyss.”
“This place isn’t an option.”
But this particular Abyss existed within a targeted one that Adora had created.
Cygnus the Destroyer had the power to annihilate both the Creative Abyss and the Creator who made it.
Did that mean the Creator would also be consumed?
Either way, it seemed I’d gained a true natural predator for Creators.
“Understood, Father. But what is that tuft of fluff hiding inside your pant leg?”
Cygnus’s gaze shifted toward Park Chan-woo’s leg.
A tuft hiding inside his pant leg—there could only be one.
Squeak?
Anubis, radiant and fluffy.
The creature that had been hiding inside his shoe finally revealed itself.
“A being radiating powerful ‘death’ and ‘life.’ An unusual appearance and voice for an entity wielding the forces of essence.”
Squeak-whine?
“Anubis… guardian of Death’s temple, keeper of the gate. Should you not be standing firm before your master, protecting my father, rather than hiding inside his pant leg?”
Squeak-squawk!
As if to say it was none of his business, Anubis bristled its fur defiantly.
Watching them both, Park Chan-woo broke into quiet laughter.
“Get along, you two.”
Almost as if it were jealousy on display.
Yet he didn’t want their relationship to sour either.
There would be more than one or two trials ahead where they’d need to work together.
Now only one confirmation remained.
《’Sanctuary,’ the name of the Absolute has been inherited.》
The name of Sanctuary the Absolute had been inherited.
This was different from the Pure Bloodline inscribed in my status.
Park Chan-woo pulled up his Status Window and checked further down.
At the same time.
‘…This is absurd.’
He found it.
The space where the name of Sanctuary, the Absolute, was inscribed.
‘A Hidden Trait.’
A third Hidden Trait appearing alongside the Eternal Sword and the Eternal Extinction Magic.

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