After finishing all this, the Black Figure gave a tired yawn and flew back into Kane's body to recuperate, waiting for its next appearance.
This Black Hole Mark was no ordinary mark. It was composed of the Power of Rules, possessed formidable abilities, and consumed a great deal of the Black Figure's energy.
"So this makes us temporary Skyfathers?"
Priest stared at the Black Hole Mark on his body, his face full of astonishment. Wasn't this a little too simple? It was completely different from what he had imagined.
"Of course it isn't that simple. This is only the beginning."
Kane shook his head and said, "What comes next is the key. You need to gradually adapt to the power of rules. The Power of Rules is extremely strong, but your bodies are very weak. So at the beginning, you'll suffer as if you're being cut by a thousand blades.
"However, once you adapt, you'll be able to use the power of rules. The more you adapt, the more Power of Rules you can use.
"You are all carefully selected candidates. Each of you has a strong capacity to contain the Black Hole Rules, and your vitality is also very strong. As long as there are no problems with your willpower, all of you can become Skyfathers."
"So that's how it is."
Everyone suddenly understood. At the same time, all ten of them were full of confidence that they could adapt to the Black Hole Marks on their bodies. They were elites among elites—how could they fear a little pain?
Ten seconds later, the ten "elites among elites" all screamed at once. Some were even rolling around on the ground in agony. Only then did they realize that Kane had not lied. It really hurt.
The Power of Rules was