The Bloodline System

Chapter 1482  Physically Adept

Author's Note: Unedited Chapter

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The sky above was a swirling vortex of dark clouds and crackling energy, casting an eerie glow over the landscape. The ground beneath their feet was rugged and uneven, with jagged rocks jutting out at odd angles.

"You will have to destroy the targets... But only with physical strength..."

Miss Aimee's voice faded into the background.

As they stepped forward, the first set of destruction targets appeared. These targets were large, stone obelisks, each etched with glowing runes.

Gustav approached one and an atomic blade appeared in his grasp. He swung at the target but it went straight through it.

Other means of attacks also failed to work until he delivered a powerful punch, shattering it into pieces.

"Looks like we'll have to use our fists for this one," Gustav said, turning to Stark.

"Fine by me," Stark replied, cracking his knuckles. "Let's get to work."

The two of them moved swiftly, destroying the initial set of targets with relative ease. However, as they progressed, the targets began to change.

They grew sturdier, their surfaces harder and more resistant to damage. Gustav's punches now required more force, and Stark had to put more effort into each strike.

"This is getting tougher," Stark remarked as he smashed through another target.

Gustav replied. "Yeah the density of the targets... let's see how much tougher they can get."

The arena continued to shift, presenting new challenges at every turn. Some of the destruction targets transformed into massive stone golem like creatures as their eyes glowing with a menacing light.

These targets were incredibly durable, requiring multiple hits to take down. Gustav and Stark had to coordinate their attacks at certain times, using their combined strength to overpower these formidable foes.

"Take the left one!" Gustav shouted, dodging a swing from a golem's massive fist.

Stark nodded and charged at the golem on the left, landing a series of powerful punches that cracked its stone exterior. Gustav focused on the golem on the right, delivering a barrage of rapid strikes that finally brought it to its knees. They both delivered finishing blows simultaneously, reducing the golems to rubble.

As they moved forward, the destruction targets became even more menacing. Some targets now took the form of agile, shadowy figures that moved with incredible speed.

These figures could only be hit when they materialized briefly to attack. Gustav and Stark had to rely on their reflexes and timing to land their blows.

"Watch out!" Stark warned, narrowly dodging a swipe from a shadowy figure.

Gustav responded with a swift uppercut, catching the figure as it materialized. "Got it," he said, turning to face another target.

The two of them continued to fight their way through the arena, facing increasingly difficult challenges.

They encountered targets that emitted powerful shockwaves, targets that regenerated if not destroyed quickly, and targets that split into smaller, more aggressive forms.

"This is insane!" Stark shouted, landing a powerful kick on a regenerating target. "It keeps multiplying."

Gustav replied, his voice filled with resolve. "Which is why we have to finish this quickly."

[ Size Manipulation Has Been Activated ]

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Gustav right arm became the size of a massive tree as he swung it forward, clearing the targets in one fell swoop before it could split again.

Their surroundings continued to shift, the arena becoming a labyrinth of destruction targets.

The targets now took the form of massive, armored beasts with thick hides and razor-sharp claws. These beasts required both strength and strategy to defeat, as their armor could only be pierced at specific weak points. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Hit it from the side!" Gustav instructed with his eyes emitting bright glows as he dodged a swipe from one of the beasts.

Stark followed his lead, landing a powerful punch on the beast's exposed flank. The armor cracked, and Gustav finished it off with a devastating blow to the head.

They repeated this process with each beast, using their combined efforts to overcome the formidable opponents.

With God Eyes, Gustav was able to easily see through everything and use physical strength to overwhelm the targets.

They soon found themselves in a massive chamber with a single, towering destruction target in the center.

This target was different from the others, its surface a shifting, shimmering mass of energy and stone. Gustav could instantly tell that this one was very powerful and even doubted being capable of defeating it with physical force alone.

As they approached, the target suddenly split into two identical copies.

"What the...?" Stark began, but his words were cut off as the copies multiplied again, turning into four targets.

Gustav's eyes widened; "It maintains the same level of strength despite multiplication! We need to attack before it multiplies byond what we can handle."

Gustav darted forward alongside Stark but before they could even engage, the target had already created more than sixty copies.

They were immediately on the defensive, dodging attacks from the multiplying targets. Each target was as strong as the original, and their numbers quickly became overwhelming.

 Gustav and Stark fought back with everything they had, their fists a blur of motion as they tried to keep up with the ever-increasing swarm.

"This is becoming troublesome!" Stark shouted, narrowly avoiding a hit.

Gustav nodded, his mind racing. "They are getting tougher."

They focused their attacks on a single target, hoping to destroy it before it could split again.

The target was incredibly resilient, but they kept up their assault, landing blow after blow until it finally shattered. To their relief, the remaining targets did not multiply further.

"We've got to take them out as quickly as we can to avoid further multiplication," Gustav voiced with a determined look.

They resumed their attacks, working together to destroy each target as quickly as possible. The battle was intense, the air filled with the sound of shattering stone and the echo of their powerful strikes.

But the targets kept multiplying, and soon they were surrounded by hundreds again. Stark was the first to take a damaging hit, a powerful blow that sent him crashing to the ground. He quickly got back up, but it was clear the strain was taking its toll.

"This is getting out of hand," Stark muttered, wiping blood from his mouth. "I might have to physically go all out."

Gustav nodded. "Do it. We can't afford to hold back."

Stark transformed into his draconic form, becoming a three-headed dragon the size of a skyscraper with shimmering gold and silvery scales and multiple eyes.

His physical strength increased exponentially, and he used his massive claws and tails to smash through the targets.

Gustav, seeing Stark's transformation, decided to do the same.

[ Size Manipulation Has Been Activated ]

He grew to a ninety-foot-tall giant, his body becoming muscular and reddish with tusk-like protrusions growing out of different areas.

Gustav grabbed a couple of them at the same time, raising them into the air and ramming them to the ground with intensity.

The ground rumbled as cracks spread across them.

His newfound size and strength allowed him to crush and pummel the targets with devastating force.

For a moment, it seemed like they were winning. They tore through the targets, their combined might overwhelming the swarm.

But the numbers continued to grow, and soon they were facing tens of thousands of targets. The pressure was immense, and they started taking damage again.

Gustav covered himself with iro silk, but the targets smashed through it with relentless attacks. He grunted in pain, feeling the strain on his body. "We can't keep this up," he said, his voice strained. "We need to find the original."

Stark, in his draconic form, roared in agreement. "Easier said than done! These things are perfect replicas!"

Gustav activated God Eyes, scanning the targets for any sign of the original. It was difficult, the sheer number of targets making it nearly impossible to pinpoint the source. But he didn't give up, focusing his perception to its limits.

"There!" Gustav shouted, spotting a subtle difference in one of the targets. "That's the original!"

They fought their way toward it, smashing through the targets in their path. The original target tried to multiply again, but they were too quick.

Gustav delivered a powerful punch, burrowing a massive hole in it's center and causing it to shatter.

The multiplication stopped, and the remaining targets ceased to replicate.

"We did it!" Stark roared, his voices echoing through the arena.

But the fight was far from over. Tens of thousands of targets remained, and they were still incredibly strong.

Gustav and Stark focused their efforts on battling the remaining targets, their movements a blur of speed and power. Gustav's punches were like cannonballs, each strike burrowing holes into the targets and sending shockwaves through the ground.

Stark's dragon form tore through the targets with relentless fury, his claws and tails ripping them apart. The battle raged on, the arena filled with the sound of destruction.

Gustav's fists moved with blinding speed, each punch reducing a target to piles of rubble.

Stark, using his massive tails, swept through the targets like a whirlwind, clearing a path for Gustav.