No, you must leave a living mouth! Qin Lun's eyes became cold and he looked coldly at the stalker who was fighting with Elistine.

Qin Lun felt a little angry. He had never been so embarrassed since he entered the broken starry sky.

Of course, there are also many objective factors here. In order not to expose the identity of the apostle, he collected all the apostle equipment into the storage space. Also, because the stalker is too strong and moves too fast, he did not give him any reaction time at all.

When he was attacked just now, even if he was wearing sacrifice gloves on his hand, he would not be so miserable.

After pondering for a moment, a cold light suddenly appeared in Qin Lun's eyes. He took out an eyeball-shaped item from the storage space and put it on his right eye. This eyeball-shaped item resembles a human eye, but his pupils show a clear and transparent crimson red color, which looks weird and beautiful. This is exactly the treasure Qin Lun obtained from the hunter world - the crimson eye!

As soon as the crimson eye was pressed against Qin Lun's right eye, a cool breath penetrated into his brain and accumulated behind the right eye socket. The crimson eye in his hand gradually lost its luster and turned into ashes and drizzled from his fingers.

"Try it!" Qin Lun covered his left eye tightly with one hand and opened his right eye wide. The silver dial of the clock eye suddenly became prominent, but the pointer in it was slightly different from the ordinary clock hands. The fourth pointer faintly appeared at the core of the pointer, forming a small cross between the three previous points.

As soon as this cross cross appeared, it rotated clockwise like a small windmill, leaving circles of afterimages in the silver dial. The afterimages of the pointer became more and more dense. As the rapid accumulation of the rapid color of the silver dial became darker and darker. In the end, it turned into a ball of black, and the entire pupil of the right eye was like a dazzling black gem.

"It's not enough, it's still a little bit!" In addition to his dark pupils, Qin Lun's entire eyeball was covered with dense blood, and blood and tears slowly flowed down the corners of his eyes. At this time, the cool breath turned into the crimson eye finally moved. Under his consciousness, he suddenly poured into the clock eye that had already been activated to the extreme.

The dark pupil finally undergoes a qualitative change, and a hole the size of a pinhole appeared at the core. The small hole quickly led the entire black pupil to collapse inward, forming a dark and deep funnel-shaped vortex.

If someone outside could "see" Qin Lun's perception at this time, he could see countless thin filament-shaped perception lines waving in front of the young man's face. These perception lines were based on the right eye as the source point, and quickly kneaded into a straight spiral pipe like a rotating tentacle, just like a steel cable wrapped by countless steel wires, but it was hollow inside.

"The skill conditions have been met, and a skill core unit is established, and the skill name is the unit name 'Star Black Hole'."

"Detect the surrounding combat environment and establish a single combat model..."

"The elemental fluctuations are weak, which is not enough to affect the advanced pupil skills..."

"The target belongs to a highly agile creature, close to the perception limit of the clock eye, and has a certain chance of causing the skill to fall off the target. It is recommended that the attack point be changed to the trunk position..."

"The attack point is the target heart, with an elevation angle of 3.2 degrees, a distance of 32.7 meters, and has not left the skill attack range. After 0.7 seconds, the skill is being fine-tuned..."

...

The stalker who was fighting with Ilistin in the distance suddenly felt a terrified feeling. This feeling was exactly the same as when he was wandering alone in the wilderness when he was a child, he was staring at by a hungry lone wolf. He still couldn't forget the fatal threat that would be torn to pieces the throat in the next moment.

Who is it?! The stalker hardly cares about resisting the bear claws of Ilistin. He glanced at the surroundings at the cost of a three-inch-long wound on his chest, and then he saw Qin Lun slumped on the ground, covering his eyes with one hand, and silver bangs scattered on his forehead.

Under the silver bangs, Qin Lun's only exposed right eye was rapidly rotating in his pupils. At first glance, it seemed as if he could suck other people's minds into it, with an extremely strange mystery.

The stalker was filled with coldness. He had never seen such a ability before, but this did not prevent him from instinctively sensing the threat of life.

"Ha!" The stalker roared, his white light shrank and rose, directly knocking Ilisten away, and also blew two bone arrows crooked. The two elf rangers who cooperated with Ilisten no longer had the iron arrows.

Just as the stalker wanted to jump up and avoid Qin Lun's front, a severe pain came from his chest. It seemed that a huge steel drill was pressing against his chest, and it rotated counterclockwise, drilling towards his heart.

What is surprising is that this power did not touch the white fighting spirit on the stalker's body at all, as if it penetrated the cover of the fighting spirit and directly acted on his body.

"Ao!" The stalker cried out in pain and jumped up like an electric shock. However, he had only had time to avoid the vital points of his heart. A funnel vortex that was as dark as Qin Lun's right eye appeared out of thin air on his right shoulder.

The moment the black vortex appeared, the stalker couldn't help but scream. His entire right shoulder and flesh and bones were rotated and pulled into the vortex. His broken right arm shrank sharply and disappeared from the core of the vortex.

The black vortex appeared for a very short time, and in just one moment, the severely damaged stalker had a radial crack in his right shoulder, and his broken muscles and bones were twisted and exposed to the air, and blood surged out like a fountain. The high-level assassin's face was gray and haggard, as if he had become dozens of years old in an instant.

At the same time, Qin Lun, who had used the Star Black Hole, was also as if he was hit hard, fell down on his back, and shot a blood arrow into the sky with his right eye.

...

"Brother, brother, where are you? Woo woo woo~"

"What's wrong, Xiao Mei. Hey, on your arm... did that old guy hit you again? Damn it!"

"Brother, I'm hungry, are I hungry?"

"You... Xiaomei, wait for your brother here for a while!"

...

"Brother, where candy comes from..."

"Is it delicious given by the aunt from the convenience store?"

"It's delicious, brother, you eat it too! Hey, you're injured... Wuwuwu, brother, you lied to me, you stole the candy, right?"

...

"Xiao Mei, what are you doing? Let go of the dead mouse quickly. This thing cannot be eaten and you are not allowed to touch it in the future, do you know?"

"Hehe, I know, brother!"

"What are you hiding in your hand? Take it out and show me... rat poison? You take it... why are there so many rat poison? How come there are so many rat poison in your pocket?"

"Hehe, brother, Xiao Mei is so awesome. I saved it little by little!"

"Xiao Mei, what do you want to do?"

"Hehe, I won't tell you!"

...

"Xiao Mei, don't, don't do that!" Qin Lun roared, sat up, and looked around blankly.

"Feral, are you awake?" A familiar and unfamiliar voice came to Qin Lun's ears.

Qin Lun felt that his consciousness slowly returned from an extremely distant place, and his scattered eyes gradually gathered, staring at the slender figure in front of him.

"Ilistin?" Qin Lun said, his hoarse voice shocked himself. He wiped the cold sweat from his face. He felt extremely tired. His right eye, who had used the "Star Black Hole", was even blurred in front of him, as if even his vision had been greatly affected. I am afraid that it would take some time to repair it.

"Haha, I recognize me. It seems that my brain is not hurt!" Yilistin reached out and touched Qin Lun's forehead, and said with relief.

The elf druid was still wearing a green straw raincoat, but the oil paint on her face had been wiped off by herself, revealing a smiling face, "The High Priest Menon said that you have used the advanced time and space magic that you have not mastered yet, and your spirit will be severely damaged, which may damage your brain.

However, the mercenary leader Miss Nicole advised us not to worry. After she helped you with treatment, she said that you will definitely recover. It seems that Elder Menon was wrong."

Qin Lun smiled without answering. He knew that Elder Meinong was right. If it weren't for the replenishment of the Pupil Power of the Crimson Eye and the rash use of the "Star Black Hole" would indeed affect the apostle's consciousness.

The requirement of the "Star Black Hole" is 50 points of spiritual will. In fact, he did not meet both conditions. The Eye of the Clock reached A-level with the help of the ancient inheritance of the Moon Elf, but it was still a small level apart. The Spiritual Will originally satisfies 50 points, but in order to conceal his apostle identity, he took off several pieces of equipment on his body, and he still lacked a few points during the battle.

The most important thing is that like another A-level magic "Tree Realm Arrival", in addition to these open skill requirements, the "Star Black Hole" actually has an implicit requirement, which must be supported by extremely large pupil power.

The Moonlight Elf bloodline improved Qin Lun's vision, but it was not enough to support the "Star Black Hole", so he suffered a major backlash afterwards. If it weren't for the supplement of the Crimson Eye, his right eye would have been blind.

"Ilistin, how long have I been in a coma? Is it night now? How is the battle outside?" Qin Lun, who came to his senses, had noticed where he was. He was lying in a tent, with only the elf druid beside him.

"The battle ended two days ago. You were unconscious for two days and one night. Now it was the next night." Ilistin sighed, his face a little dim. "The tribe members suffered a lot of losses. A total of more than 100 tribe members returned to Afand, more than 200 injured, and about 200 tribe members were kidnapped by the human thieves group, and the casualties were nearly half of the migrant team."

Speaking of this, Ilistin gritted his teeth and said, "In fact, we can redeem part of the abducted compatriots through the caravan, but the tribesmen who returned to the Elf Kingdom can never come back. They basically died in the raid of the orc cavalry."

"These despicable and shameless inferior creatures just cut through our team and left without looking back. Otherwise, the mage elders would have planned to work together to perform a large-scale high-level elemental magic."

"Where is the stalker who sneaked into my attack? Have you caught it?" Qin Lun closed his eyes, leaned back, and asked indifferently.

"Let him run away! He used secret techniques to stimulate his physical potential after being injured..." Ilisten said with some frustration, "However, there are already high-level elf rangers chasing him, and I believe he can't escape."

"Two days...Ilistin, then, have we crossed Lake Naga?"

"Well, I can already see the Anker Forest. Elder Adeline notified them this afternoon that we will be able to join the Anchor Elf Court's support team tomorrow morning!" Ilistin forced a smile.

"That's good!" Qin Lun also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this news. He pondered for a while. He suddenly blinked his eyes and asked softly, "Ilistin, how is the Japanese Elf Envoy Group now?"
Chapter completed!