[Soul Echo] was born from the influence of the book [Swamp Man].
Using shadow as the carrier of power is also tied to this book.
In the concept of this book, the shadow can also be regarded as a person's soul.
This was the root of Moses's contemplation.
However…
Losing the shadow that carried his Shadow Clone didn't mean Moses had lost the [Soul Echo] ability system entirely.
Strictly speaking, Moses had no shadow, so he cannot use multiple abilities that are closely related to shadows.
For example, abilities such as Shadow Clone, Shadow Shift, Shadow World, and others.
So, as long as his shadow returned, Moses can continue to use the Soul Echo ability system.
The only method Moses could think of to retrieve his shadow was the 'wishing machine' in the Zoldyck Family...
However, this solution came with complications.
It's not that he's worried about the price of making a wish, after all, Killua can use his power to make wish without any cost.
And Moses knew that as long as he asked for it, Killua would agree without hesitation.
But the Zoldyck Family would never allow this to happen.
If Moses and Killua want to force their way through, then their ability to make wish without any cost may be exposed to the Zoldyck Family.
Therefore, unless he is in a hurry to get his shadow back, Moses wouldn't recklessly ask Killua.
As for the Soul ember obtained after the exorcism today, the so-called effect of fortifying the soul is ambiguous.
Compared with this, Moses is more concerned about the effect of 'imbuing inanimate objects with humanity'...
If taken literally, it meant giving a lifeless object self-awareness.
Such thing is very interesting.
So Moses thought, could the black sword that he conjured with his Nen be considered a 'lifeless object'?
Then, if a unit of Soul ember is injected into the black sword, would the residual humanity inside the embers grant the black sword autonomous consciousness?
When Moses was thinking deeply about this and calculating the feasibility, he suddenly thought of his lost shadow clone...
His shadow clone can be classified as a Nen Beast, but it does not have independent consciousness. Therefore, when using his abilities, Moses had to mentally issue commands for it to act.
'If this Soul Ember can have an effect on the shadow clone...'
Moses shook his head.
There's no point in 'if'-
While he'd prefer to use this Soul Ember on the shadow clone over the black sword, but whether the shadow clone can return was still uncertain.
So the only thing he could choose was the black sword.
Out of strong curiosity, Moses was eager to inject the Soul Ember into the black sword to see what changes would occur.
Lost in thought, Moses unknowingly walked into an alleyway.
This alleyway is the gap between two high-rise buildings. And every few meters, he can see doors on the walls of the buildings on both sides.
Because the sunlight is blocked outside, there is a hint of coolness that is rare in the city.
Buzz-
His phone vibrated lightly a few times.
Sensing this, Moses snapped out of his thoughts, and immediately took out his phone to check.
It was a reply from Ging.
"What's your plan?"
The message didn't ask about Netero's condition, because he believed that Moses could exorcise the Nen Curse on Netero.
The message also did not ask about Moses's speculation about the culprit, because he knew that when Moses explained the situation, he must have already had a target.
"Cut the grass at its roots to prevent future troubles."
Moses stopped where he was and sent a message back to Ging.
A few moments later, his phone buzzed and vibrated again.
Moses looked down at his phone and clicked on the message he had just received.
"Want some help? When doing something like this, you can't leave any traces behind."
"No. If you're not careful, you'll become the Association's public enemy."
"Hearing that actually makes me more interested. Mind telling me who your target is?"
"Pariston."
The moment Moses sent this, Ging, who used to reply almost instantly, suddenly went silent for over ten seconds.
It's obvious that Moses's answer was beyond Ging's expectations.
From Ging's judgment, it was unlikely Pariston was behind this.
It's just that he was not at the scene, so even if he had such an opinion, it was just an opinion without evidence to back it.
Therefore, he couldn't casually voice it and influence Moses's decision.
This is why Ging remained silent for more than ten seconds.
However, Moses was willing to risk becoming the Association's public enemy just to take down Pariston...
Based on this determination alone, Ging knew that Moses had a compelling reason to take action.
And that was indeed the case.
Even if Pariston had nothing to do with Netero's incident, Moses will still get rid of Pariston sooner or later because of the Saiyu's ambush.
The appearance of the Post-Mortem Nen Curse had simply accelerated Moses's plans.
Ging was silent for a long time, and then finally replied with a message, "That's quite unexpected. So, do you really not need any help?"
"No."
Moses still rejected Ging's kindness.
Becoming the Association's public enemy was no joke.
He didn't want to drag Ging into this.
And strictly speaking, taking action against Pariston was, in a sense, his private matter.
"Ging, what category do you think Pariston is?"
Just as he was about to put his phone away and end the conversation, Moses suddenly wanted to ask Ging this question.
After a while, Moses received a reply from Ging.
"What category? Hmm, I'd say he's either a Conjurer or a Specialist."
After reading the message, Moses put away his phone.
'Conjurer or Specialist, huh...'
'That's hard to say.'
But no matter what category Pariston is, Moses didn't need to overthink it.
Normally, when facing an opponent with stronger strength, one would have to be wary of Manipulation-Type Abilities.
But with Moses's near 400% mental resilience, he didn't have to worry much about the threats brought by Manipulation-Type Ability.
The only real trouble would be abilities that could transport targets into a Nen Space.
'Let's wait and see...'
Moses walked out of the alley and headed straight for the Hunter Association's Headquarters.
He wanted Ickshonpe to monitor Pariston's movements during this period.
If Pariston ever left the Hunter Association's Headquarters or was alone, Moses could make his move directly.
…
Time passes.
Night soon fell.
The dazzling, colorful lights of Swardani City gradually illuminated one after another.
It was as if the entire city had just awakened at this very moment.
Moses stood at the edge of the rooftop of the Hunter Association's Headquarters, gazing down at the streams of traffic weaving together like flowing light below.
He had stayed here like this for several hours.
As the night deepened, the full moon disappeared behind thick layers of clouds.
But the Swardani City remained brilliantly lit.
The flow of vehicles along the major thoroughfares showed no signs of diminishing.
Buzz-
At this moment, Moses's cell phone, which he had been holding in his hand for several hours, suddenly vibrated.
Moses raised the phone and opened the message.
Inside was a location sent by Ickshonpe.
Whoosh-
The night wind atop the high-rise rooftop was fierce.
Moses stood against the wind, a glint of coldness flashing through his eyes as he looked at his phone.