The Bloodline System

Chapter 1672: Fifty Percent

He launched a fist the size of twelve mountains straight into the barrier.

BWHOOOOOOMMM!!!

The explosion scattered distortion waves across kilometers of corrupted space.

More dust.

More silence.

Then the dust lifted.

The barrier still stood.

The bronze deity blinked.

"...What?"

Endric remained unmoving at its center with his teeth clenched and veins bulging across his forehead. Every cell in his body burnt as he channeled unimaginable force.

One of the galaxy-woman’s swirling arms folded with amusement.

"Impressive little insects," she murmured. "But how long can it last?"

And that was the turning point.

Every deity present began attacking simultaneously.

Not one at a time.

In unison.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The universe shook.

The black-and-white corrupted region warped violently, trembling under hundreds of divine blows.

Inside the barrier, everyone was crumbling.

Mixedbloods screamed as their energy reserves drained.

The alien survivors slumped, sweating, trembling violently, but they didn’t stop feeding Endric.

Cracks began splintering across the telekinetic dome like fractures in thick glass.

Endric’s face turned ghost-white.

Whenever he fixed one crack, two more appeared in its place.

He repaired four and then ten spider-webbed across the top.

He strained, roared, poured everything he had—

But the cracks spread faster than he could keep up.

E.E yelled hoarsely with his voice cracking from exhaustion:

"You might have to go faster, Angy! We’re toast at this rate!"

Angy clenched her palm as sweat streamed down her glowing face.

"Almost—!" she gasped and pushed harder.

But the barrier...

Was dying.

A massive crack tore down the left side.

A full meter wide hole, burst open.

"NO—!!" Endric screamed, trying to seal it.

But a deity had already lunged.

A hand like a forged sun thrust toward the gap—

Falco moved before anyone else.

Black mist exploded from his body, forming a rough wall of living darkness that slammed over the hole.

The deity stopped inches short, scorched by the unexpected force.

Falco staggered back, coughing blood as shadows flickered chaotically around him.

But the entry point held.

Barely.

Everyone was shaking now.

Energy reserves flickered.

The barrier dimmed.

And then—

Nocturnis finally moved again.

While the others attacked in waves, he had simply been watching, studying the dome, calculating pressure points, understanding its flow, measuring Endric’s internal rhythm.

Now he lifted a single finger.

"It was amusing," he said softly. "But this ends now."

His finger descended.

A ripple of darkness thicker than universes crashed down from above.

Everyone inside screamed.

The barrier split— and then imploded.

BBBBBBOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!

The shockwave blasted all of them outward into space like ragdolls tossed by an explosion. Their suits caught them, but their bodies spun violently. Some vomited from the force while some lost consciousness from the pressure.

The barrier was gone.

Completely gone.

And dozens of deities flared with killing intent simultaneously.

The bronze colossus turned instantly to Endric, who was still reeling from the backlash.

"You," the deity growled. "You annoyed me the most."

He raised a burning palm—

A blast of divine energy surged toward Endric at lightspeed, powerful enough to reduce him to particles.

Everyone else was still tumbling helplessly through space.

No one was close enough to intervene.

The attack reached Endric—

And at the last moment, a small, slender hand, glowing with pure white cosmic light, appeared out of nowhere, catching the blast like it was nothing more than a breeze.

Then—

SHRRRPP.

With a casual swipe, the attack evaporated.

Like it had never been there at all.

Silence swallowed the battlefield.

Slowly, the glowing figure drifted forward through the debris-filled space.

Her aura radiated like a newborn sun.

Her eyes glowed with calm indifference.

It was none other than Angy.

She hovered before the stunned deities with a cold look.

The ritual was complete.

She now held 50% of the Outworldly’s power.

And the universe trembled around her.

Moments after Angy eradicated the deity’s attack with a single swipe, an oppressive silence swept across the battlefield. The deities, who only seconds ago were tearing into the telekinetic barrier with destructive ferocity, now hovered motionless, staring at the golden-white figure radiating impossible energy.

Angy floated forward as her eyes glowed with dual-colored brilliance—half the universe’s spectrum braided inside them.

Her presence distorted the area, stretching parts of space and compressing others.

Fifty percent.

Fifty percent of his power.

The Outworldly’s power.

Gustav’s power.

It surged violently through her, threatening to rupture reality with every pulse.

Her hair levitated like smoke under pressure, her limbs crackled with bright seams of cosmic illumination as she tried to contain the power inside the limits of a mixedblood body. She breathed once and that single breath sent spatial shockwaves rippling across hundreds of kilometers.

Falco, Endric, Aildris, E.E, Ria, Sersi, Elevora, and all others remained wide-eyed, still recovering from being flung when the barrier shattered.

The moment Angy moved... she vanished.

A collosal titanic deity barely blinked before her fist buried itself into his torso. Reality caved inward from the impact. A delayed sonic boom screamed outward like a dying star.

The deity didn’t fly backward.

He vaporized...

His body, soul, and divine essence flicked out of existence like dust snuffed by a hurricane.

A second deity blinked in horror, summoning a constellation-level shield.

It cracked under her gaze alone.

Before he could retreat, Angy appeared beside him, swiping her fingers once—cleanly bisecting him in a diagonal line. No blood spilled. His form simply... unraveled.

Two deities dead in less than three seconds.

Pandemonium erupted.

"She—she’s wielding half of the Outworldly’s power!"

"This is impossible!"

"Her mortal form shouldn’t be able to contain that!"

Angy didn’t speak. She didn’t need to. Waves of energy burst from her as she advanced, shielding her friends behind her without even facing them. Every time a deity attempted to flank her, a tendril of cosmic light wrapped around them and hurled them through warped fragments of space.

Endric watched in horror and awe.

"That’s Angy...? She’s on a completely different level."

E.E gulped. "Forget level... that’s no longer mortal. Even the gods look terrified."

Falco stood silently with fists clenched. His father—Nocturnis—hovered in front of Angy and both of them were locked in a silent stand-off.

"Move," Angy said softly.