All My Superpowers Come from the Law of Causality-Chapter 185: So This Is the Extent of Your Ability

After quietly taking a small item from the president's office, Su Xin looked around and found that none of the other vice-presidents had their own office.

He then summoned a staff member and learned from them that usually only one or two presidents would stay here at headquarters. Besides the main president having a fixed office, the other vice-presidents would typically occupy the rotating president's office, which currently belonged to Ma Boyi.

However, each high-level member has an individual storage room for their personal belongings.

"Take me to their storage rooms."

Su Xin ordered.

The staff immediately led Su Xin there.

In no time, Su Xin successfully acquired the personal belongings of the seven vice-presidents of the Nirvana Association.

After all, this is the headquarters of the Nirvana Association. Theoretically, it should be the most important and heavily defended base, where most of the critical data are archived, and where most of the important items are stored.

As the highest level of the Nirvana Association, the eight presidents naturally store important items at headquarters.

And not just one piece.

Therefore, Su Xin is not worried about the Tracking's effect exceeding its time limit. Even if it did, he could return to fetch another item to trigger the Other-Transformation Superpower anew.

From the moment he took down the headquarters, none of these people were destined to escape.

...

High above at ten thousand meters.

A private jet pierces through the clouds, speeding along in a certain direction.

Tao Long, the president of the Nirvana Association, sits in the cabin on a sofa chair with a face full of seriousness.

Since learning about the sudden attack on the headquarters half an hour ago, and that the attacker was Su Xin, he arranged for a private jet immediately, preparing to head to the first backup headquarters.

His public identity is that of a top tycoon from a small country, who typically doesn't stay at the Nirvana Association's headquarters or any branch.

Most other presidents are like this too.

After all, the Nirvana Association is a secret organization, labeled as an evil entity by the world, opposed by various forces. They disperse like this while maintaining public identities as cover to avoid being wiped out in one stroke.

Moreover, even the specific location of this backup headquarters isn't known to the other vice-presidents; only he and a few staff responsible for its operation know.

There is even a second backup headquarters, and its location is only in the hands of the chief vice-president.

Once the headquarters is taken down, he, as the president, can immediately activate the first backup headquarters. If even he gets captured, then the chief vice-president will activate the second backup headquarters.

In the Nirvana Association, concealment and safety are almost the most important principles of conduct.

In routine communications, the arrangement of every base and liaison point, and the identity of every core member and above, everything is hidden in various ways to ensure the organization's concealment and safety.

Tao Long understands that being wiped out in four bases by Su Xin indicates certain key members leaked intelligence.

And because the organization is highly concealed, communication between the bases, and among the members, is mostly one-way, or via single-point radiation communication.

Many bases do not know the location of other bases, and cannot contact them. Naturally, they do not know the status of other bases.

In other words.

With the headquarters wiped out, now all bases are basically operating independently.

He must quickly reach the first backup headquarters to regain control of the entire Nirvana Association, soothe unsettled hearts, and solve the current difficulties.

"It seems likely Wu Yongkui leaked the intelligence, as he was aware of these four bases."

"Damn it! Despite passing the loyalty test, how could he betray the organization so easily?"

Tao Long absorbed in thought, a face full of gloom.

Yet, as he delves deeper into his thoughts, a figure suddenly appears in front of him in the cabin, quietly standing there.

Tao Long's face drastically changes.

Even without seeing the person's face clearly, he immediately recognizes who it is—

Su Xin!

No time to think, Tao Long decisively raises his hand to activate his superpower, and an enormous mass of unknown black substance surges forward like a tidal wave.

Su Xin stands quietly in place, waiting.

Based on intelligence provided by Ma Boyi and others, he knows a bit about Tao Long's superpower, knowing it is called Shadow Stream.

He can control a wave-like shadowy substance; Shadow Stream is both the name of this superpower and the nickname he gives to the black substance, which can be shaped into any form, such as armor, a giant hammer, a curtain, wings, or a huge palm to manipulate the opponent.

Furthermore, this substance has extraordinary toughness.

With sufficient thickness, it can deflect continuous strikes from an assault rifle, making it practically impervious to blades and bullets.

The offensive aspect is also extremely powerful.

Once enveloped by his Shadow Stream, it is almost impossible for an ordinary person to break free; they would either die from complete sensory deprivation and suffocation or be crushed by the strength accompanying Shadow Stream.

Its mobility is equally intriguing.

Shadow Stream is a material that can be shaped at will, coupled with its ultra-strong toughness and extremely light weight, Tao Long can shape Shadow Stream into a pair of black wings and soar freely in the sky.

Or achieve rapid movement under the envelop of Shadow Stream, forcibly changing direction and other operations, granting him extraordinary flexibility and speed in combat.

Of course, Tao Long is, after all, the leader of the Nirvana Association, and his powers may not be fully disclosed—perhaps Shadow Stream has unknown magical effects as well.

But no matter what trump card the opponent has, Su Xin doesn't care, instead he's somewhat eager to give it a try.

In the blink of an eye.

The Shadow Stream, as black as ink, crashed onto Su Xin like a wave, wrapping around his body as if it had a life.

"Got you!"

Tao Long's face showed joy.

He never really believed Su Xin's power was that terrifying. Su Xin's true terror lay in his ability to infinitely resurrect and infinitely teleport; no one could deal with Su Xin. Offending Su Xin meant endless trouble.

Moreover, Su Xin has a miraculous Damage Transfer Superpower, his killing methods are beyond godly, and currently, no one in the world has found a way to defend against them.

But these combined only signify that Su Xin's capabilities are the most troublesome in the world; when it comes to sheer power, he's far from being the strongest.

In his view, if measured by individual strength alone, he need not fear Su Xin at all, even facing Su Xin's damage transfer, he has plenty of time to escape the attack range. Teleportation and resurrection can't do anything to him either.

He only dreaded Su Xin's relentless pursuit.

And now, Su Xin was arrogantly waiting in place as Shadow Stream engulfed him.

This behavior was simply courting death!

Once caught by Shadow Stream, Su Xin won't be able to use his teleportation at all, and his Damage Transfer Superpower won't be able to activate either, meaning two of his greatest methods are rendered useless.

If that's not courting death, what is?

"Arrogant!"

"Today you deserve to be a prisoner!"

Tao Long moved his thoughts again, controlling Shadow Stream to continue wrapping around Su Xin's entire body, raising his hands, palms facing each other, as if grasping the mass of Shadow Stream from afar, squeezing it.

Under his control, the mass of Shadow Stream spread over Su Xin's entire body at the fastest speed, and burst out extreme force to squeeze inward, seemingly trying to compress Su Xin into a mass of flesh.

However.

In the next moment, Tao Long's face drastically changed.

The Shadow Stream wrapping Su Xin was being pushed outward by an incredibly terrifying force, opposing his controlled frantic compression, making his control of Shadow Stream increasingly difficult.

While Shadow Stream does possess incredible toughness, capable of resisting attacks from guns and knives, it is based on the material of this magical substance, not his control.

It's like a steel plate one centimeter thick can easily resist bullets from a submachine gun, but if someone is holding this steel plate, it doesn't necessarily block someone's path, because even though the steel plate is strong, the person holding it doesn't have enough strength, making it easy for others to push it aside.

The coverage of Shadow Stream is similar.

This mode of attack is essentially Tao Long holding a piece of cloth resistant to knives and guns, trying to bind the opponent. The opponent can't break this cloth, but that doesn't mean they can't escape the restraint.

At this moment, Tao Long felt an unprecedentedly huge resisting force, as if what was being wrapped by Shadow Stream wasn't a person, but a terrifying and immensely powerful tyrannosaurus! 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"How is this possible?!"

"How can your power be so strong?"

Tao Long was utterly incredulous, desperately compressing his hands inward. In the extreme burst of physical force, his arms, neck, and forehead were bursting with veins.

However, it was all in vain.

Though Tao Long's superpower was decent, his body still belonged to the category of ordinary people, incomparable to Su Xin's extraordinarily powerful physique.

In the blink of an eye, Su Xin broke free from the Shadow Stream enveloping him and strolled toward Tao Long.

"Your power is nothing special."

"Use whatever methods you have, let me see if you have any value in existing."

Su Xin's gaze was imperious, an attitude that completely disregarded the opponent, standing high above.

Tao Long was utterly enraged by his attitude, but retained a thread of reason in his mind. Realizing that even Shadow Stream's restraint was ineffective, he had no means to deal with Su Xin.

If he continued to entangle, he would surely die.

At this point, his only choice was to try to escape.

Thinking of this, Tao Long moved, suddenly dashing in the direction of the porthole, while a mass of Shadow Stream gathered on his right hand, shaped into a black glove, and he fiercely punched a red button covered by transparent plastic.

"Ka!"

The plastic cover instantly shattered into debris.

The red button inside was also pressed down by Tao Long's punch.

"Shh!"

With the sound of hydraulic transmission, the airplane cabin door slowly opened not far away.