The black stone of the manifestation of desire could allow ordinary people to open their pores without any risk, thus becoming the lowest standard of telekinesis ability users.
In other words, as long as an ordinary person could obtain a piece of black stone, even if it was only the size of a fingernail, they could obtain the ability to protect themselves.
But the problem was that the manifestation of desire was difficult for ordinary people to fight against.
Due to the manifestation of desire's untraceable ability to infect and assimilate, ordinary people could not even protect themselves, let alone kill the manifestation of desire.
But even so, the existence of the black stone still had a huge impact on the current situation of the six continents.
The V6 used the black stone to produce soldiers with telekinesis, and in terms of physical fitness, soldiers were better than ordinary people. Thus, their starting line was much higher than ordinary people.
As long as there was enough time, the V6 could produce an invincible army of telekinesis ability users.
This was the influence of the black stone.
In addition, the underworld was also one of the beneficiaries, especially the Phantom Squadron, which was established by a group of fanatics who admired Culolo and the others. They were using the black stone to 'create' telekinesis ability users.
With the Phantom Squadron's past style, they could more or less foresee the hidden dangers of this group of fanatics in the future.
But just as the man in the suit said, how could the current V6 have the time to pay attention to this group of villains who were still hiding in the dark?
Whether it was the V6 on the surface or the underworld in the dark, the influence of the black stone continued to expand.
Even the Hunters' Association could not help but think about it.
In the past, the hunter exam was the prerequisite to nurturing a qualified telekinesis ability user, mainly in terms of willpower and physical fitness.
Now, the appearance of the black stone was equivalent to greatly shortening this process. Every telekinesis ability user was a relatively important fighting force, especially in the current situation.
In the secluded room of the Hunters' Association building, Nitro sat alone on the tatami, deep in thought because of this matter.
The lack of fighting force was one of the problems the association was facing, and everything started with the trip to the New Continent.
First, it was the large loss of association members led by Paristone. Then, it was the trip to the Dark Continent that caused the association to lose a part of its core strength. Finally, it was the sacrifice caused by the effort to resolve the disaster.
Many factors gathered together, causing the number of association members to sharply decrease.
If this continued for a long time, the Hunters' Association would be destroyed step by step.
"Blackstone …"
Nitro stroked his beard, his expression gradually turning serious.
If he wanted to solve the problem of combat strength as soon as possible, the black stone was undoubtedly one of the best methods.
If the blackstone was the hardware, then the theoretical knowledge held by the Association would be the software.
With the combination of the two, it would not be a delusion for telekinesis users to become powerful quickly.
Due to the pressure brought about by the lack of combat power, Nitro quickly made a decision.
At this moment, the Hunters' Association building welcomed an uninvited guest.
Dressed in black, Jag raised his head and stared at the hunter's mark on the Association's building.
On the street not far away, when the passersby saw Jiege, they were afraid that they couldn't avoid him. As for the reason, even they themselves didn't know.
Just like that, Jag stood in front of the association's entrance for a full ten minutes. Perhaps he had thought of something interesting, as a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
In the end, he did not step through the door. Instead, he opened up all the pores in his body and allowed his psychokinesis to splash out in all directions.
In an instant, the aura was like an invisible blade, leaving cracks on the ground. Then, it quickly spread to the glass door of the Hunters' Association building.
Crash!
In front of the aura that Jag had purposely created, the glass door suddenly shattered.
Inside the building, the sudden commotion made the receptionist's face pale. After a scream, she crouched down with her hands on her head. However, she still could not avoid the overflowing aura. Along with the receptionist, she was engulfed by the aura.
On the street, when the passersby not far away heard the commotion, they all subconsciously stopped and looked towards the Hunters' Association building.
And it was this subconscious pause that caused them to follow in the footsteps of the glass door, being sliced into pieces by Jag's aura.
Further away on the opposite side of the street, the passersby who had noticed the commotion were all dumbfounded. In a few short seconds, screams of surprise rose and fell.
As the instigator, Jag had no reaction to this. He only raised his head and looked at the mark on the Hunters' Association building, as if waiting for something.
In one of the rooms in the building, Melouheim, who was playing chess with Xiao Mai, suddenly froze. His eyes could not help but reveal a hint of fear.
Just as Melouheim was stunned for a moment, Xiao Mai, who was sitting opposite him, picked up a chess piece and placed it on the lifeline of the chess game, deciding the outcome in one move.
Melouheim came back to his senses. Looking at the chess game that had already decided the outcome, he frowned, which was a rare sight.
In the office of the building.
Kita Yoshida, who was buried in piles of documents, suddenly stood up and ran to the floor-to-ceiling window as fast as she could. She lowered her head and looked down at the situation below the building.
The first thing that came into view was a ferocious beast baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
Kita Yoshida subconsciously blinked her eyes. The ferocious beast that she saw just now disappeared into thin air. Instead, it was replaced by a man that she did not recognize, bathed in a majestic aura.
"Who is it?"
The aura that was so strong that it could not be described with words shocked Kita Yoshida.
In the secluded room.
Nitro suddenly stood up. At first, he was confused, then he realized.
"Is it Jag..."
Feeling the lingering charm of the familiar yet unfamiliar aura, Nitro lowered his head slightly. There seemed to be a shadow on his forehead.
Nitro was not surprised by the visit of a [Dead Man].
This was because he had learned from Maha that Jag was still alive not long ago. This included the news that Jag had severely injured Maha and Qi Yan and taken Yaluja away, as well as the news that Jag had disappeared into thin air without leaving any aura behind.
At that time, Nitro was surprised, but his ability to accept things was extremely strong. He quickly accepted the fact that Jag was still alive.
However, there were too many things that needed to be done in the association, and Nitro could not leave for the time being. In addition, Kim and the others were beating up the enemy, so they temporarily put this matter aside.
What he did not expect was that Jag would take the initiative to look for him.
"That's good too. There are some things that I have to confirm with my own eyes."
Nitro walked to the window, climbed over it, and jumped down.
At the same time, Jag, who was in front of the building, immediately noticed Nitro who had jumped down.
After seeing Nitro's old figure, a hint of regret flashed across Jag's eyes. His gaze looked down, following Nitro who was falling from the sky.
Nitro landed steadily and looked at Jag.
The two old friends who had not seen each other for a long time looked at each other calmly in the fierce atmosphere.
Jag was looking at Nitro's psychic power that was filled with vitality, while Nitro was looking at Jag's face that was in its prime.
Perhaps it was a tacit understanding, but the same item appeared in both of their minds at the same time — Nitholomi.
The difference was that Nitro was guessing, while Jag could see through the essence of Nitro's vitality with a single glance. Without a doubt, it was the result of Nitholomi.
Jag couldn't help but hide his killing intent without leaving a trace. A trace of hope appeared in his heart that was as cold as ice.
"You haven't given up yet, have you?"
He asked.
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