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Or perhaps he can slowly select the people whose inner darkness is most intense.

Even that human will have to keep busy for a while.

Thinking of this, Tara laughed smugly.

Chapter 1061 Humans in This Era Are Truly Pitiful

Tiny Shadow Legion soldiers roamed in the shadows of the street corner.

Although she craved the shadows of these humans, Tara controlled her ingrained instinct to devour them.

Its current task is to act as Tara's eyes and ears to find people with deep-seated darkness within them.

This is the only way to maximize the power of the Ghost Mask.

Although theoretically even a righteous person would be gradually eroded by the power of the Ghost Mask after being possessed by it.

Then I became addicted to this power.

But only those with deep-seated darkness within their hearts can truly unleash the power of the Ghost Mask.

Tara has always held in utter contempt those characters who supposedly fall into darkness but still retain a moral compass.

It has nothing to do with being a good person, but it's not completely bad either.

It's pretty boring.

Back to topic.

Although these ghostly masks were ultimately taken in by that human organization.

But it would be nice to cause some trouble for those humans before being contained.

Therefore, the person to be possessed by this ghost mask needs to be carefully selected.

This was Tara's idea before.

But now...

Damn, my eyes are blurry from looking at it.

Forgive Tara for her uncultured exclamation.

Honestly, he really didn't expect it.

There are so many suitable candidates in this era.

Compared to the era ruled by Tara.

Human technology in this era has indeed made leaps and bounds.

Even Tara was horrified when she saw some of the weapons advertised on television programs.

I originally thought that people in this era would be very united, and that finding a suitable candidate would be somewhat difficult.

But the results were full of surprises.

There is no doubt that darkness can reside in the human heart.

However, the degree of darkness varies.

Some people's darkness is insignificant; even if they turn evil, they're nothing more than dancing in the street and whistling at beautiful women.

At most, he'd just get himself a nice little suit, and he'd even pay for it himself.

Even Tara felt a chill run down her spine when she saw the darkness in some people.

I vaguely remember the people in those villages back then.

They are very weak and have no technological power.

But everyone has very firm beliefs.

They do everything they can to hone their bodies, just so they can cause themselves some trouble at some point in the future.

Or rather, they became one of the many cannon fodder killed in the battle against the Shadow Legion, leaving no trace of their names.

His eyes revealed a longing for justice and a yearning for hope.

Everyone seemed so determined.

This made Tara very unhappy.

Despite being so weak, they still believe in the existence of so-called miracles and the nonsense that good will always triumph over evil.

They could be killed very easily, but sometimes they are even more ferocious than the fearless Ghost Legion.

They knew perfectly well that they would die, that they would die like ants or weeds.

And humans today...

The so-called power of technology has indeed developed to a very strong level.

But his weak body seemed to have never been exercised.

The weak gaze reveals not a trace of so-called conviction.

His numb eyes made him look like a walking corpse.

Tara found it unbelievable that he looked like this.

Even with all his efforts, he couldn't extinguish humanity's hope.

But now we see a group of people who are desperate about life and have even lost the will to live.

What kind of demons are these so-called capitalists?

Tara fell into deep thought.

Humans in this era are truly pitiful.

Shake your head and shake those thoughts out of your head.

Tara tried her best to find a suitable candidate.

To be honest, there were so many suitable candidates that I was a little overwhelmed for a while.

Tara has never fought such a rich battle before.

Meanwhile, after arranging the three masks, Ryougi contacted Joseph to explain about the Ghost Mask.

They headed to the training room at the Tokyo base.

"Yes, it is like that."

"I still need to ask you for help, JOJO."

Joseph said in a cheerful voice on the other end of the phone:

"Put it on me."

For Joseph, Hermit Purple is invincible.

This is true, at least in the area of ​​intelligence warfare.

This is true even in battle.

Hermit Purple might not be the strongest, but it's definitely a great fit for Joseph.

If it's a character like Platinum Star who's already very strong, Joseph might not be very comfortable using him.

However, Joseph favors Stands like Hermit Purple, which are not particularly strong but have good versatility and can do many things.

Of course, Joseph rarely goes directly into frontline combat anymore.

Most of the time, he stays behind the scenes to oversee things.

I practice my Ripple skills when I have free time, and occasionally use the Hermit's Purple to find things.

This kind of life is so lazy (laughs).

After hanging up the phone, Joseph quickly processed the documents in his hand and prepared to look for the masks that Luo Zhen had mentioned.

Mr. Joseph is extremely good at finding things.

Let's turn our attention back to the Tokyo base.

Inside the training room, a muscular, short-haired white man charged like a madman toward a woman in a kimono not far away.

Even though it was standing right there, it gave off a subtle, almost imperceptible sense of presence.

It's as if the other person will completely disappear as soon as you look away.

Even when you stare intently at the other person, you can't help but feel that their figure is fading away.

Then, I couldn't help but look away.

Because the body's senses constantly remind the brain that there is no one there.

There was no one there.

"what!"

With his eyes wide open, Wu Lei'an looked like a completely ferocious beast.

His body was covered in bulging veins, and his skin was strangely turning a deep purple.

Now completely liberated, Wu Lei'an unleashed his full power without reservation.

All for the sake of attacking the woman in front of him when she was not waterproof.

It sounds like a fantasy.

In fact it is.

But that was for Kushinada Mikumo.

A little guy who hasn't even mastered the existence of Qi wants to attack me.

It's hard.

Even his own disciple, Kushinada Chikage, was no exception.

During the sprint.

Wu Lei'an lightly touched the ground with his feet.

It looks like a heavily armored tank, but it exhibits an extremely strange agility.

Visually, this person creates an extremely strong sense of incongruity.

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Those fancy things are useless to the woman in front of him.

Although I was very reluctant to admit it, my skills were easily seen through in front of her.

Instead of this, it would be better to launch a fair and square attack from the front.

This person said that neither of her feet would leave the ground at the same time, nor would she leave the spot where she was standing.

This is the limitation she imposed on herself.

In this way, her space for movement will be gradually restricted.

Then, give that bastard a good punch!

Chapter 1062 Idol? Faith?

Unsurprisingly, Wu Lei'an was overthrown.

For a master who has mastered Qi, someone who has not mastered Qi is practically no threat.

Not to mention top-tier artists like Kushinada Miku.

Let alone a threat, even encountering one is extremely difficult.

Even with all his might, Wu Lei'an could only manage to graz Kushina Miyun's arm with his fist.

But this is already the limit.

"Passed."

"It is indeed a great step forward for you to meet me."

Looking at Wu Lei'an, who had been thrown away by her, Kushina Miyun said calmly.

At the same time, he raised his wrist, and a barely perceptible red mark appeared on his snow-white skin.