Chapter 97

In Tang Qi's mind, the mechanical whisper is still reverberating. Every time it rings, the golden flame in Tang Qi's body will be violent. At this time, he is basically no different from a human sun. Fortunately, the doors and windows are closed so as not to disturb anyone.

But Tang Qi himself can feel a strong premonition of crisis, and it is getting more and more urgent.

The source is the golden sun hanging high above the infinite universe.

It, more and more dazzling.

Tang Qi can feel that the light and heat he is emitting are constantly converging with the golden sun.

But this is not a good thing. Tang Qi can't imagine what will happen if he doesn't make a choice before complete convergence?

Almost immediately, Tangqi made a decision.

Advanced furnace eye!

He has no other supporting inheritance, so he has no second choice.

As for the idea itself, there seems to be no trick except "adding fuel".

"Buzz"

Almost as Tang Qi made his decision, two pieces of information exploded in his mind.

That represents the two advanced directions of the furnace eye: awe and tranquility.

The former, no doubt, will be an attack.

The latter is most likely an auxiliary class.

After only half a breath of hesitation, Tangqi made the final choice.

Attack direction!

He just pretends to be weak, but it doesn't mean he really wants to become a weak high school student. Since he can enhance his combat power, why should he choose assistance?

When this thought flashed out, the golden sun hanging high in the infinite universe suddenly disappeared, but Tang Qi saw that in the dark, a golden streamer suddenly projected into his body from the depths of the universe, surging, but without a sense of direction, and all found the goal at this moment.

Tangqi's... Eyes.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At this moment, all his mind and spirit in the dark returned to his body, and then began to feel the unprecedented heat, which broke out in his eyes.

In my mind, one piece of information after another flows quickly in the past.

Furnace eye... Evolving!

The deterrent effect disappears!

New effects are being born!

……

Tang Qi closed his eyes. At this time, the dazzling flame on his body had already disappeared without a trace. It seemed that it was all concentrated in his eyes. Even across his eyelids, there was a faint brilliance.

He didn't feel well at this time. It was like someone stabbed two burning candles directly into his eyes. The burning heat and light broke out together, making Tang Qi's whole body tremble. His green tendons burst and sweat like rain. He didn't just wet his clothes, but the ground began to drip water stains.

I don't know how long it took before all this gradually eased. The light and heat were silent, the pain disappeared a little, and Tang Qi regained his strength.

It's over?

succeed?

Tang Qi opened his eyes, but he didn't feel any big difference. Without thinking more, he got up quickly and went directly to the floor mirror.

"Buzz"

What appeared in the mirror was Tang Qi's unchanged face.

His eyes suddenly focused on his pupils, just like usual, but when he looked carefully, a little golden light was flashing in the depths of his eyes, and a premonition of extreme danger swept out at this moment.

There is no reason for enlightenment and omen. He can control that golden light. When he releases "it", terrible things will happen.

Curious thoughts drove Tang Qi to look at himself seriously.

A little faint light poured out and a special interface emerged.

Ignoring other pictures, Tang Qi's eyes fell directly on the skill column, the change of furnace eye.

[furnace eye: derivative skill, eye activation, with the effect of judgment and calming the mind, which can be improved continuously; realm: beginner level; progress: 50%.]

"The shock disappeared and replaced the trial?"

Tang Qi muttered, and his eyes continued to fall on the word trial.

Several pieces of information flowed out, and soon Tang Qi understood the meaning of the trial effect.

"The so-called judgment is not my own judgment of the enemy, but I can pull the enemy into a space with the help of the moment of looking at each other, and let him look directly at the projection of the master of the furnace. If he doesn't cultivate the idea of the dark and looks directly at the golden sun... Death or madness can't escape these two ends."

"It's just that this skill has a strict limit on the success rate. The stronger the enemy, the lower the success rate. Once the other party's spiritual strength greatly exceeds himself, the success rate will be very poor."

"The most important thing is that once this effect is launched, whether it is successful or not, it will consume a lot of mental power."

"However, this skill is just the beginning and can continue to be improved. Perhaps when it is promoted to a certain level, what the enemy looks directly at will not be just a projection of the master of the furnace, but the real body of the master of the furnace."

After reading all the pieces of information and pondering for a moment, Tang Qi couldn't help grinning.

"A skill that can be called a trump card!"

"My previous hunch was right. There will be surprises every 10% of the progress of Ming's idea. I've begun to look forward to the next surprise."

With a cheerful smile, Tang Qi finally looked at himself in his glasses, blinked, and looked at the obscure golden light, which finally disappeared completely.

When he turned around, he didn't have time to clean up a messy floor. Tang Qi sat down again. He was now in an extremely tired state. In order to advance the furnace eye, he seemed to release all his spiritual power.

When light and heat burst out, nature became dark and silent.

After a breath, he entered the state of meditation again. Compared with sleep, he was used to this way of recovery.

……

In the central urban area, near the municipal Avenue, there is a pioneer building with too many black and red materials.

A tall figure passed through the seemingly empty walkways and stairs under the dim light. He finally entered the end of the corridor, a room that looked by the window but was dark after entering.

When the last light was shut out, the figure showed some characteristics and costumes.

He has a strong, tall figure, seems to be bald, a tight black suit, and a white mask without any patterns on his face.

"The mission of the eleventh failed. He died."

As soon as the tall man entered the room, he quickly lowered his head. It seemed that he was afraid to look at the thin figure sitting in some custom-made luxury chair in the dark. His tone didn't fluctuate, as if he was just telling an unimportant thing.

"You mean, you not only didn't take back the seed of failure, nor did you take back your business card, but you lost another seed, and let our existence be found by those waste police?"

"Hoo ~"

In the dark, the voice full of magnetism and unable to distinguish men and women suddenly came out.

At the moment of hearing, the tall man seemed to keep calm, his breathing became rapid, and his body changed horribly at this moment.

With a hiss, Mori Bai's bone spurs pierced his tight suit. Under his bare skin, pustules with big fists quickly bulged and broke with a "bang", and the disgusting pus splashed in, which brought severe pain to the tall man.

What's more terrible is that next, there was a clicking sound on his shoulder, but he saw a head full of mucus, ugly and almost only a mouth full of sharp teeth, breaking out of the tall man's neck, and then began to eat the man's body madly.

The first taste was the man's ear, which was bitten off by the head with a "click", the juice splashed everywhere, and the blood dyed half of the man's face red. In the face of such terror and pain, the tall man was able to hold back with perseverance and stood in place with his head down like a sculpture.

Only when you get close can you find the crazy frequency of the man's body shaking.

"Tell me, who is the person who hinders your task?"

Just when the man couldn't support it, the voice of indistinguishable men and women sounded again.

Almost exhausted his strength, the man struggled to open his mouth. At this time, half of his head had been gnawed clean. The blood foam mixed with his brain, which seemed to whisper or roar: "Mercer police station... Sheriff Stanna."