I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

That's natural. When the Kuruta tribe tragedy happened more than two years ago, he was only about 11 years old. Even if the tribe had any stories and traditions, he hadn't had time to learn and come into contact with them all.

"If we remove the special characteristics of the Scarlet Eyes..."

Jingyang muttered to himself thoughtfully.

"Could it simply be related to the eyes?" said Shizuku, who was flipping through "The Mysterious Phantom Troupe" next to her.

"vision?"

"Did the patriarch see some kind of hallucination while he was working with the Buddha statue?"

Jingyang and Kurapika exchanged a glance. "Let's go give it a try."

……

Just try it.

But you can't just scribble or draw the character "神" (god) randomly in the library.

Jingyang and the other two went straight to the nearest park, found a quiet open space with few people, and followed the method taught by Biyou, gathered their spiritual energy on their fingers and slowly wrote three identical lines of divine characters on the ground.

They concentrated their inner energy and stepped on the divine characters they had drawn on the ground.

"Since it's about eyesight, then..."

Jingyang focused his spiritual energy in his eyes and waited for a long time. Several park pedestrians walked by in the distance behind him, a gentle breeze was blowing, and nothing happened.

Kurapika and Shizuku also came up empty-handed.

Jingyang thought for a moment and said, "Get your feet off me."

Xiao Di withdrew her foot, revealing the line of divine characters she had stepped on. Jing Yang stretched out his hand, gathered energy at his fingertips, recalled for a moment, and, following the method of the Black Mist Lion Elder's ritual of writing blood characters after performing the Great Divine Dance, successfully wrote down a line of divine characters, which was most likely the ability corresponding to the divine characters hidden in the small jade Buddha pendant.

He did the same and drew two more.

"Let's try again now." Jingyang clapped his hands and stood up straight.

"Ah."

Xiao Di stepped on two lines of the character "神" with his left and right feet respectively.

Kurapika's eyes narrowed, and his aura gathered in them.

Jingyang felt as if there was a "buzz" in his mind, and the scenery of the park in front of him suddenly shattered, as if he were in a scene of destruction like the end of the world.

He saw that the sky was gray, with purple lightning flashing in and out.

He saw the earth crack open, black waves surge up, and humans appear as insignificant as ants before them.

He saw that in this apocalyptic storm, countless humans, like ants or candle flames, rushed forward recklessly, only to be crushed to pieces.

He saw the Thousand-Hand Guanyin weeping blood and tears, the ten-thousand-foot-tall Buddha's body broken, God severed from his head, angels with broken wings, and saints singing mournful songs... but all of this fell into an endless abyss and was annihilated in a sea of ​​fire.

The light went out, and darkness came.

A tremendous sense of helplessness and despair surged uncontrollably into my heart, making me want to go crazy.

The gods are dead, and all is coming to an end...

"call!"

Jingyang let out a sudden breath and staggered a few steps.

Once the two lines of the word "God" were no longer under my feet, the illusion before my eyes shattered and vanished completely, and the familiar peaceful scene in the park returned.

Jingyang, panting, touched his forehead and realized that he was covered in cold sweat.

Looking at Kurapika again, he was slumped on the ground, one hand on his forehead, silent, seemingly shocked and questioning the meaning of life.

What exactly is that?

Is it just an illusion?

Doomsday disaster, world destruction?

Is it a prophecy, or an event that happened in the past?

Gods fall like dumplings being dropped into a pot... But do gods really exist?

Jing Yang frowned. Zhenwu King Lao Wei, he was a legendary king after all. He wouldn't use some kind of fake special effects to fool people, would he?

Moreover, it was specially sealed with the character "神" (god)!

Kurapika snapped out of his reverie and muttered to himself, "Perhaps, that's how the founder of the cult gradually descended into madness. Are these things left behind by the True Warrior King a record of history, or a prophecy of the future?"

Jingyang said, "Why are you also going crazy? Unless Lao Wei is actually an old monster who has lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years, how could he have witnessed such a scene? And if it is a prophecy, unfortunately, I don't really believe in prophecies."

Most importantly, in the Hunter x Hunter world, the so-called prophecies do not seem to be tragic prophecies like those of Oedipus, which are the kind of prophecies that, because you believe in them and try your best to avoid them coming true, end up making the prophecies happen instead... The prophecies in the Hunter x Hunter world are more like a guess about all the probabilities of what might happen in the future, pointing out the most likely event.

The prophetic effect of Neon, the daughter of a certain mob boss, is a case in point. Her prophecies can serve as a warning; by working together to avoid them, the prophecies can be prevented from coming true.

Even if the True Martial King really did foresee some kind of apocalyptic scenario...

Whether there are gods in this world is another matter, and whether the prophecy will come true is yet to be seen.

The main reason Jingyang did not completely deny the prophecy was because of the Dark Continent.

Later in the manga, the Black Whale carries thousands of people to the Dark Continent, with the Hunter Association and others insisting on exploring it... Leaving aside the manga's plot, in reality, Jingyang himself is also thinking about exploring the Dark Continent someday. The Dark Continent isn't just home to the immortal rice that brings 'hope,' but also to various 'disasters' that accompany it. If the Dark Continent causes the apocalypse seen in the illusion earlier to occur, it's not entirely impossible...

Jingyang was filled with a myriad of thoughts, and then he realized that Xiaodi was still standing there, stepping on the two characters for "god" with her eyes vacant, seemingly still immersed in that apocalyptic illusion, as if nothing had happened.

Chapter 176 Dizziness

Kurapika was a little surprised. Unless Shizuku hadn't seen the same illusion as them, he found it hard to imagine that she could remain so calm and composed in the face of such an immersive apocalyptic illusion... Didn't he see that even the usually carefree Jingyang was struggling to cope? And Shizuku's expression didn't even change! Anyone who didn't know better would really think she was just gazing at the scenery in the park.

Jingyang didn't disturb Xiaodi. Strictly speaking, neither he nor Kurapika had finished watching the apocalyptic vision. He was more interested in knowing how long the vision was and how long Xiaodi could watch it.

It wasn't very long.

A few minutes later, Xiao Di's eyes seemed to flicker for a moment before she regained her senses and said, "Ah, it's over."

Are you still not satisfied or what?

Jingyang stopped Xiaodi, who was about to turn around and walk away, and pressed her back to her original position.

Xiao Di was a little confused. She turned around and looked down at her feet.

Kurapika realized what was happening and muttered to himself, "Why did it end? Since Shizuku's energy was still triggering the Divine power, why did the power contained within the Divine power end on its own?"

"Could it be that it has a built-in CD?" Jingyang suggested.

Unfortunately, the other two people present didn't seem to have much experience with video games. Jing Yang could only say, "It's just a cooldown period. After watching a cutscene, you have to wait a while before you can watch it a second time?"

Kurapika nodded and looked at the two pairs of "God" characters that he and Jingyang had stood on, which were now on the ground on either side of Shizuku.

"Try it and you'll see."

Jingyang and Kurapika took their positions again, releasing their aura in an attempt to trigger the divine symbol beneath their feet, but nothing happened.

"Is the CD not ready yet, or should we just read it and then forget about it?"

Jing Yang moved away in confusion. The two lines of the character "神" were not damaged by stepping on them, nor did they destroy themselves like the space containing the character "神".

Kurapika was in the same boat. Unable to witness the immersive apocalyptic scene a second time, he stepped back and silently spent a few minutes drawing two more lines of the character "神" (god), saying, "Perhaps, only the power within these two lines of '神' can allow one to see this illusion only once..."

Jingyang asked in surprise, "It's one thing that Biyou taught you the second one, but how did you know how to draw the first one?"

"I watched you draw it a few times and accidentally learned it." Kurapika calmly stood on the two newly drawn lines of the character "神" (god), his gaze blank.

After a short while, Jingyang asked happily, "What did you see?"

Kurapika silently took two steps back. "Nothing appeared."

"So either the CD hasn't arrived yet, or the CD isn't in the word 'god,' but in the person seeing the illusion," Jingyang said.

“Each person can only watch it once.” Kurapika pondered, then looked at Shizuku together with Jingyang.

Jingyang asked, "Xiaodi, what else did you see after that?"

“It’s nothing much,” Little Drop said. “The sky shattered, the ground crumbled, and many strange people died… These scenes are actually quite disjointed and not coherent. The meaning they’re trying to convey is too abstract, so they’re actually rather meaningless.”

"It expresses the idea of ​​the end of the world, so it's naturally a bit abstract." Kurapika hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but ask, "It's not just an illusion; it should also be imbued with some kind of emotion, a... highly infectious despair, sorrow, and... helplessness. In short, very negative emotions. Weren't you affected?"

Xiao Di gave him an even stranger look. "Your entire clan was wiped out, and you've experienced something like that. How can you still be affected by these so-called negative emotions that are external and don't belong to you?"

Kurapika choked, his eyes flashing an uncontrollable crimson. He took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, I can't control my emotions very well yet."

Jingyang patted Xiaodi on the shoulder and said from the side, "That's precisely why even Kurapika was affected, which shows how infectious the despair associated with that illusion is, isn't it?"

Almost forgot, Xiao Di can sometimes be too "straightforward" and come across as rather "sharp-tongued".

"And Kurapika," Jingyang said to Kurapika, "the place Xiaodi came from is neither as ordinary as this ordinary park or city, nor as secluded and far from the hustle and bustle as the clan land where you used to live... That place is called Meteor City. Although I haven't been there yet, I guess many people in Meteor City are familiar with feelings of despair, sorrow, or helplessness, or even the so-called apocalyptic scene."

"Meteor City?" Kurapika pondered for a moment, recalling the name, and muttered to himself, "We don't reject anything, so don't take anything away from us..."

More than two years have passed since the massacre of the Kurta tribe, and the boy, driven by revenge, has frantically collected any information he could find about the Phantom Troupe.

Not to mention, many news reports at the time about the massacre mentioned a so-called message left at the scene: "We don't reject anything, so don't take anything away from us."

The orphan of the Kuruta tribe, whose eyes involuntarily reddened, became uncontrollably agitated. He stared intently at Xiao Di and asked, "Tell me, is the Meteor Street that Jing Yang mentioned the one where the Kuruta tribe massacre occurred, the Meteor Street where this sentence was left behind?"

Little Drop said, "Don't look at me like that."

"You don't mean—"

"boom!"

With a heavy thud, the red in Kurapika's eyes went out, his eyes lost their luster and rolled back, and his body went limp and was about to fall down when Jingyang, who couldn't help but rub his forehead, caught him in time and laid him flat on the ground.

Little Drop, at some point, materialized into a bulging-eyed fish.

Just now, Kurapika looked excited and immediately summoned her bulging-eyed fish to knock the opponent unconscious.

Xiao Di, holding the vacuum cleaner, added to Kurapika, who had already been knocked unconscious: "The second rule of Akatsuki: Among comrades, help each other, do not interfere with each other, and do not betray each other."

Jing Yang said, "Shouldn't this be considered betrayal?"

“He does seem to have trouble controlling his emotions,” Xiao Di said seriously. “So I’m taking precautions to prevent him from doing anything that might harm his teammates.”

“That makes sense!” Jing Yang nodded, then asked, “Hey, what if he really goes berserk and attacks you or me in a moment of impulse?”

Xiao Di said naturally, "In that case, he wouldn't be a companion."

“Xiao Ku might get excited, but he shouldn’t be so impulsive as to act recklessly,” Jing Yang said earnestly, patting Xiao Di’s hand as the two sat down side by side. “We still need to have this basic trust.”