Death Notice Book 8: Chapter 29: Backlash
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Release Date: 2026-06-06 08:23:07
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No, he must leave one alive! Qin Lun’s gaze turned icy as he coldly looked at the stalker who was locked in a bitter struggle with Irisstein.
Qin Lun felt very frustrated. Since he entered the Shattered Starry Sky, he had never been in such a miserable state.
Of course, there were many objective factors too. To avoid exposing his identity as an Apostle, he had stored all his Apostle gear in his Storage Space. Also, because this stalker was too powerful and moved too fast, he was given no time to react at all.
When he was attacked earlier, if he had been wearing the Glove of Sacrifice, he wouldn’t have ended up so badly.
After a moment of thought, a cold glint flashed in Qin Lun’s eyes. He took out an eyeball-like object from his Storage Space and pressed it against his right eye. This eyeball-like object closely resembled a human eye, but its pupil showed a clear, transparent scarlet red, appearing both eerie and beautiful. This was the treasure Qin Lun obtained from the Hunter World – the Scarlet Eye!
As soon as the Scarlet Eye touched Qin Lun’s right eye, a cool sensation shot directly into his brain, accumulating behind his right eye socket. Meanwhile, the Scarlet Eye in his hand gradually lost its luster, turning into dust that trickled down between his fingers.“Let’s give it a try!” Qin Lun tightly covered his left eye with one hand and widened his right eye with effort. The silver dial of the Clock Eye suddenly became prominent. However, the hands on it were slightly different from those on a normal clock. Vaguely, a fourth hand appeared at the core, forming a small cross shape with the original three hands.
As soon as this cross shape appeared, it started spinning wildly clockwise like a tiny windmill, leaving afterimages in circles on the silver dial. The afterimages of the hands became more and more numerous, denser and denser. As they rapidly accumulated, the color of the silver dial grew darker and darker, eventually turning completely black. The entire pupil of his right eye looked like a dazzling black gem.
“Not enough, still a bit short!” Besides the pitch-black pupil, Qin Lun’s entire eyeball was covered in dense red veins. A trail of bloody tears slowly trickled from the corner of his eye. At this moment, the cool energy transformed from the Scarlet Eye finally moved. Guided by his consciousness, it surged into the Clock Eye, which was already pushed to its limit.
The black pupil finally underwent a qualitative change. A pinhole-sized hole appeared at its core. This small hole quickly caused the entire black pupil to collapse inward, forming a deep, dark, funnel-shaped vortex.
If someone could “see” Qin Lun’s Perception from the outside at this moment, they would see countless thread-like Perception lines waving in front of the young man’s face. These Perception lines, with the right eye as their origin point, rapidly twisted together into a straight, spiral tube, like a steel cable made by winding countless steel wires, except this one was hollow.
“Skill conditions met. Establishing the skill core unit. Using the skill name as the unit name: ‘Stellar Black Hole’.”
“Scanning surrounding combat environment. Establishing a single-type Combat Model…”
“Elemental fluctuations are weak, insufficient to affect a High Rank Eye Technique…”
“The target is a high Agility creature, approaching the Perception limit range of the Clock Eye. There is a certain probability of the skill missing. Recommended to change the attack point to the torso area…”
“Attack point set as the target’s heart. Elevation angle 3.2 degrees. Distance 32.2 meters. Not outside the skill’s attack range. Attacking in 0.2 seconds. Skill fine-tuning in progress…”
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In the distance, the stalker fighting Iristin suddenly felt a surge of terror. This feeling was exactly the same as when he was a child, wandering alone in the wilderness and being stared at by a hungry lone wolf. That deadly threat of having his throat torn out the next moment was something he still couldn’t forget.
Who is it?! The stalker almost forgot to defend against Iristin’s bear claw attacks. At the cost of a three-inch-long wound on his chest, he glanced around and then saw Qin Lun sitting slumped on the ground, covering one eye with his hand, his forehead shaded by disheveled silver bangs.
Under the silver bangs, the only exposed right eye of Qin Lun had a dark, deep funnel vortex spinning rapidly in its pupil. At first glance, it seemed as if it could suck in one’s very spirit, possessing an incredibly eerie mystery.
A chill ran down the stalker’s spine. He had never seen such an ability before, but that didn’t stop him from instinctively sensing a threat to his life.
“Ha!” the stalker roared. The white light surrounding him contracted and then expanded, directly blasting Iristin away and also knocking aside two bone arrows. The two Elven Rangers assisting Iristin had already run out of Fine Iron Long Arrows.
Just as the stalker wanted to leap up and avoid facing Qin Lun head-on, a sharp pain shot through his chest. It felt as if a huge steel drill bit was pressed against his chest and was rotating counterclockwise, drilling towards his heart.
What was astonishing was that this force didn’t disturb the white combat aura on the stalker’s body surface at all, as if it passed right through the aura’s protection and acted directly on his body.
“Argh!” The stalker cried out in pain and jumped up as if electrocuted. However, he only managed to barely avoid his vital heart area. A funnel-shaped vortex, the size of a bowl, pitch black, and identical to the pupil of Qin Lun’s right eye, materialized out of thin air on his right shoulder.
The moment the black vortex appeared, the stalker couldn’t help but let out a miserable scream. His entire right shoulder, flesh and bone, twisted and was pulled into the vortex. His severed right arm rapidly shrank and disappeared into the vortex’s core.
The black vortex lasted for an extremely short time, only an instant. The severely injured stalker’s right shoulder showed a radial tear, with broken tendons and bones twisted and exposed to the air. Blood gushed out like a fountain. The face of this High Rank Assassin turned ashen and haggard, as if he had aged decades in an instant.
At the same time, Qin Lun, after executing the Stellar Black Hole, also fell backward as if struck hard. A jet of blood shot out from his right eye toward the sky.
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“Brother, brother, where are you? Waa waa…”
“What’s wrong, Xiao Mei? Hey, your arm… Did that old man hit you again? Damn it!”
“Brother, I’m hungry, so hungry!”
“You… Xiao Mei, wait here for brother a while!”
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“Brother, where did you get these candies…”
“The auntie at the convenience store gave them to me. Are they tasty?”
“Tasty! Brother, you have some too! Hey, you’re hurt… Waa waa, brother, you lied to me. You stole the candies, didn’t you?”
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“Xiao Mei, what are you doing? Put down that dead rat quickly! You can’t eat that, don’t ever touch it again, understand?”
“Hehe, I know, brother!”
“What are you hiding in your hand? Let me see… Rat poison? Why do you have so much rat poison? How come there’s so much in your pocket?”
“Hehe, brother, Xiao Mei is impressive, right? I saved it up bit by bit!”
“Xiao Mei, what are you planning to do?”
“Hehe, I won’t tell you!”
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“Xiao Mei, no, don’t do that!” Qin Lun yelled loudly, sitting up abruptly and looking around with a dazed gaze.
“Firal, you’re awake?” A voice that felt both familiar and unfamiliar reached Qin Lun’s ears.
Qin Lun felt his consciousness slowly returning from a very distant place. His unfocused gaze gradually sharpened and fixed on the slender figure in front of him.
“Iristin?” As soon as Qin Lun spoke, his hoarse voice startled even himself. Wiping the cold sweat from his face, he felt utterly exhausted. His right eye, after using the “Stellar Black Hole,” was now blurry, as if his vision had been greatly affected. It would probably need some time to repair itself.
“Haha, you recognized me! It seems your brain isn’t injured!” Iristin reached out and touched Qin Lun’s forehead, saying with relief.
The Elven Druid was still wearing her green rain cape, but the paint on her face had been wiped off by herself, revealing a smiling, flower-like face. “High Priest Menon said you used a High Rank Space-Time magic that you hadn’t fully mastered, causing severe mental trauma that might damage your brain.”
“However, your former mercenary group Leader, Miss Nicole, advised us not to worry. After she treated you, she said you would definitely recover. It seems Elder Menon was wrong.”
Qin Lun smiled but didn’t reply. He knew Elder Menon was right. If it weren’t for the supplemental power from the Scarlet Eye, recklessly using the “Stellar Black Hole” would indeed affect his Apostle consciousness.
The requirements for “Stellar Black Hole” were 50 points of Mental Will and A-rank Clock Eye. In reality, he hadn’t met either condition fully. The Clock Eye reached A- rank through the Moon Elf’s Ancient Inheritance, but there was still a small gap. His Mental Will originally met the 50-point requirement, but because he removed several pieces of equipment to conceal his Apostle identity, he was short a few points during the fight.
Most crucially, just like another A+ rank magic, “Tree World Descent,” besides these apparent skill requirements, “Stellar Black Hole” actually had a hidden requirement: it needed an extremely vast amount of eye power support.
The Moonlight Elf Bloodline had improved Qin Lun’s eyesight, but it wasn’t enough to support the “Stellar Black Hole.” That’s why he suffered a major backlash afterward. If it weren’t for the supplement from the Scarlet Eye, his right eye would probably have been blinded.
“Iristin, how long was I unconscious? Is it night already? How’s the battle outside?” Coming back to his senses, Qin Lun already noticed where he was. He was lying inside a tent, with only the Elven Druid by his side.
“The battle ended two days ago. You were unconscious for a full two days and one night. It’s the evening of the second day now.” Iristin sighed, her expression somewhat gloomy. “The losses among our people were heavy. Over a hundred clansmen have returned to A’fande, more than two hundred are wounded, and about two hundred clansmen were captured by the human Rogue group. Casualties are close to half of the migration group.”
At this point, Iristin said through gritted teeth, “Actually, we might be able to ransom back some of the captured brethren through merchant caravans. But those who have returned to the Elven Divine Kingdom will never come back. Most of them died during that Orc cavalry charge.”
“These despicable, shameless inferior beings just pierced through our formation and then left directly, without turning back. Otherwise, several Mage elders were ready to join forces and cast large-scale High Rank elemental magic.”
“What about that stalker who ambushed me? Was he caught?” Qin Lun closed his eyes, leaned back a little, and asked calmly.
“He got away! After he was injured, he used a secret technique to stimulate his body’s potential…” Iristin said somewhat dejectedly. “However, a High Rank Elven Ranger has already gone after him. I believe he won’t get far.”
“Two days… Iristin, so that means we’ve already crossed Naga Lake?”
“Yes, we can already see Ank Forest. Elder Adeline notified them this afternoon. Tomorrow morning, we will meet up with the reception team from the Anke Elf Court!” Iristin forced a faint smile.
“That’s good!” Hearing this news, Qin Lun also breathed a sigh of relief. After a moment of thought, he suddenly blinked and asked softly, “Iristin, how is the Sun Elf Diplomatic Mission doing now?”
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