Nicole looked at Qin Lun, who was whispering to Elistine in the distance, with a complicated expression. This apostle who had joined the tribe in the middle of the journey quietly obtained the approval of the Moon Fairy Tribe. He was actually treated as a descendant of the royal family by the Moon Fairy Council. The fortress team even paid 10,000 yuan in public relations funds for this.

The cost wasn’t high, and the companions in the fortress team were also very happy. This meant that as long as the Moon Fairy’s migration team didn’t collapse, then this side story would be considered complete. However, Nicole was different from Stark and Philip. As a woman, she still instinctively felt that Qin Lun was hiding something from them.

Before the Moon Fairy team set off, Qin Lun told her on the guild channel not to get too close. With the cover of the royal family’s descendants, it was impossible for him to arouse the suspicions of the Lost Party. On the contrary, Nicole would definitely reveal her identity.

Although her Moonlight Fairy bloodline was considered pure, Emma, who used to be a caravan team, had quite a few elves in the royal court who knew her roots. If King Testament had disclosed the attack on the elven caravan while communicating with the Japanese elven envoy, then the Lost Party would be able to confirm her identity as an apostle.

Thinking of this, Nicole pulled her hood and withdrew her gaze from Qin Lun, hiding her face.

At this moment, Qin Lun was dressed in a gray-green leather suit, carrying an ancient oak longbow and a bazooka. Behind him was a gigantic leopard with a strong body and light footsteps. It looked no different from the elite moon elf hunters in the surroundings. Even Nicole had to admit that Qin Lun pretended to be too similar. Sometimes, even she treated this kid as a storyline elf in a trance.

In fact, Qin Lun kept all his apostle equipment and put on the leather armor and oak longbow provided by Elistine, not just for show. He really wanted to take advantage of the hot metal to familiarize himself with the bow skills obtained from the elven hunter’s inheritance, so as to stabilize the levels of these new skills and avoid the tragedy of skill level decline.

Among the newly acquired bow skills, the [Scattering] and [Rapid Shooting] skills, Light and Dark Burial Techniques, could be simulated. However, [Arrow of Wind] and [Penetrating Arrow], which had the ability to guide them, could not be imitated. These two skills belonged to the core abilities of archers, and they were extremely powerful, making it difficult for others to give up.

Qin Lun still remembered the enemy female archer in Nars World-Qing Ming. If it wasn’t for Qing Ming’s powerful armor piercing arrow, it wouldn’t have been easy to kill the young hill giant in a short period of time.

In Nirvana, Cassie once warned Qin Lun that the apostles’ strongest weapon was not equipment or skills, but their identities. Do not expose your apostleship in front of others. Do not let yourself fall into a situation of siege. This is the foundation of the apostleship’s survival.

Qin Lun firmly remembered this advice. This was what he did in the next few mission worlds, including this one.

Logically speaking, guns and bows that were both long-range weapons could not coexist on the Hunter’s body. After all, both weapons were core equipment of the profession. Cultivating at the same time would not only waste resources, but it would also be difficult to switch battles, and it would easily cause major mistakes.

However, the powerful power of piercing through the arrows and the arrows of the wind made it difficult for Qin Lun to choose. Moreover, firearms specialization had been upgraded to a shooting master, and the skill included bows and arrows. To some extent, the waste of resources has been reduced to its limit.

In the end, what helped Qin Lun make up his mind was what he had seen and heard from another mission world. It was Liv Goleman, a red-cloaked, fairy-tale-like little red-hat Green Hunter Qin Lun had encountered in World War II.

The weapon Little Red Riding Hood used was a combination of the Gatling Multibarrel Cannon and the Reaper Sickle, perfectly combining cold weapons and firearms.

According to this kind of genius design, Qin Lun could completely rely on the many blacksmith masters of the Evil Demon Horn to forge a multi-purpose “weapon box”. It looked like a long box on the outside, and when it opened, it was a longbow that contained light and darkness for burial, sword-piercing, and even a combined sniper rifle.

If he could really create such a combination weapon, then he would be able to display all of Qin Lun’s abilities to the extreme.

Sniper rifles combined with sophisticated combat models can be used for ultra-long range attacks. The longbow combined with the Weakness Aiming Star can perfectly display the power of the Wind Arrow and the Piercing Arrow. He was proficient in stabbing swords and one-handed weapons, which enriched his combat skills. There was no need to mention the Light and Darkness Burial Dagger and the Evil Dagger. They were still his current core equipment.

Qin Lun’s strength lay in this. Compared to his high IQ, the Killer Demon was more adept at learning. The orphan world, the Illusory Demon world, the Nars world, the World War II world, the Hunter world … Every time he crossed a mission world, not only did Qin Lun become stronger in terms of martial power, he was also like a sponge, eagerly absorbing other people’s adventure experience and gradually reducing his mistakes.

Now that he had grown up, Qin Lun had already displayed a more mature and experienced mission response than the veteran apostles Stark, Philip, and the others, relying on less than ten mission worlds. The fortress team had been carrying out their mission at his pace. It wasn’t that Stark and the others were willing to listen to an outsider’s orders, but that Qin Lun’s words were reasonable, and no one could find a reason to object.

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The first Moon Fairies to migrate to Anke Forest were the two largest Moon Fairy Tribes in Jondar Forest, including the Moon Setting Tribe where Grand Elder Elistine and Elder Edeline were.

The Moonset Tribe belonged to the descendants of the Moon Fairy Royal Family, led by Elder Edeline and Elistine. Back then, if Elistine had stayed in the Demon Cup Royal Court, there would have been a considerable number of descendants of the royal family in this tribe. Unfortunately, as Elistine changed his mind, King Testament’s plan did not succeed.

The migration of the elves was different from that of humans. Apart from food and a few items of clothing, they basically didn’t need to bring other daily necessities. All the bottles and cans were left in the tribe by the elves.

Perhaps because of the Jondar Green Elves’ pressure, they were already impoverished to the point where they had nothing to take with them. As long as they reached Anke Forest, half a day’s time was enough for them to prepare another set of stone bowls and mud jars with the elves’ dexterous craftsmanship. Moreover, the Ank Fairy Court would provide the material and assistance it could.

The elven rangers and hunters in the tribe brought along the summoned creatures, constantly swimming in the outer layer of the migration team, chasing away the magical beasts along the way, warning of potential dangers. The Fairy Rangers held their longbows in their hands, and their light footsteps were comparable to galloping horses. They were wrapped around food bags and water bags that had been prepared long ago.

In order to protect the safety of the tribe, they had prepared nectar, dried meat, berry juice, and other high-calorie foods well in advance. Throughout the entire migration process, it was impossible for them to have any time to rest.

Apart from the rangers and hunters who were guarding the perimeter, there were also some elven cavalry around the team. Of course, the tribal cavalry of the Moon Elves were definitely not as coquettish as the royal guards Qin Lun had seen back then.

Because the Demon Cup Royal Court had taken away the Moon Fairy Tribe’s mine, the elite soldiers of the Moon Fairy Tribe had no good armor, horses did not sit on saddles, and even their legs were only a simple and crude rope harness.

The daily hunting of the tribe did not lack iron arrows. Although the hunters usually paid great attention to recovering the arrows, after such a long time, the Moon Fairy Tribe had used up all the wrought iron they had previously saved. Right now, the small amount of refined iron arrows in their arrows were basically recast from ordinary iron tools.

The innermost levels of the migration team were women, children, and young elves. Speaking of young elves, Qin Lun often had an extremely strange feeling. The elven’s bar mitzvah was about the age of a human’s armor. The elven children who were bare-buttocks and babbling about in the queue were actually about the same age as him.

The elven children who dragged their snot and stuffed fruit pancakes into their mouths had basically passed thirty years of age. They only had the intelligence of human children. As for the half-grown brats who had already grown yellow fur on their mouths and were using innocent and worshipful gazes to persuade him about the mercenary experience, all of them could be his grandfathers.

Of course, elves were elves after all. Even elven teenagers, women, and children actually possessed a certain amount of martial power. During the two-day journey, Qin Lun would often see a naughty elf youth who was careless. A ball of flame would emerge from his hand and charred half of his beautiful silver, or a sudden wooden spell would cause the vine to trip him.

The appearance of the elves remained youthful and beautiful for most of their lives. Only when they reached the late stages of their lives, such as the sixth or seventh centuries, would their faces gradually grow old. Their vigorous bodies became thin, their skin lost its elasticity and luster, and their faces were covered in wrinkles, as if they were withered old trees.

Such long-lived elves were rare in the team, because of the simple conditions in the jungle, or the beauty-loving elves did not want to see their old ways. Every time they entered old age, most of the elves would choose to leave the tribe and live alone in the forest. Most of them would die from the mouth of wild beasts.

The elves did not think that this was a sorrow. The forest fed them. At the end of their lives, it was natural for them to feed other jungle creatures with their old bodies.

However, even the old elves who were trembling and trembling, as if they would fall in the next moment, their hunting abilities were still incomparably powerful. Qin Lun had seen an old elf with wrinkled bark on his face. He had shot an arrow at a Tier 6 Magical Beast that was hiding in the bushes, wanting to attack a young elf.

The arrow pierced through the giant magical beast’s eye sockets, piercing straight into its brain, killing it on the spot, causing Qin Lun’s scalp to go numb when he saw it not far away. Qin Lun could also send arrows or bullets into the eye sockets of magical beasts.

But the crux of the matter was that between the magical beast and the arrow, there was still a dense bush! He simply couldn’t imagine how the bone arrow had penetrated through the thick shrubs, ignoring any obstacles until it shot into the eye sockets of the magical beast.

This included archery skills that could not be simulated by any of the apostles. Qin Lun asked himself that he had already reached the Master level of shooting skills. Even with the precise calculation of the combat model, he was still unable to do this.