Qin Lun pushed Susan away with a bloodthirsty smile, “I didn’t expect that the first person I met would be you. I thought it would be Hill or Grant …”

“I should say I’m sorry. Did I disappoint you?” Hansen’s face twitched when he saw Qin Lun’s shining face. He never thought that one day he would see such an expression on other people’s faces, treating this Satanic disciple as a prey for possession.

“It doesn’t matter. Although I’m a Taotie, I still have some basic patience. The turkey can be eaten at the end of the meal. It’s good to have a salad to appetite before dinner!” After seeing Hansen, Qin Lun felt that something was expanding in his heart, like a seedling breaking through the earth.

“In your eyes, I’m just a bowl of salad?” Hansen sighed. “I heard Hill say that you should still have his memories. I haven’t had the chance to work with him since we separated from Nars. Why do you think I’m behind you?”

“Based on the particularity of this world!” Qin Lun wasn’t in a hurry to make a move. He chatted with his disciples like old friends who had been separated for a long time. He smiled and said, “Actually, you know very well that out of the five of us, only you are the least adaptable to this world.”

“Let me think about it. Your current profession … Oh, right, heroic warriors! A multi-posture weapon that grasps warriors!” Qin Lun narrowed his eyes and raised an index finger. “Tell me, how many weapons do you have on you now?”

Hansen’s face was expressionless, but Qin Lun could clearly see his pupils contracting slightly.

He knew that Qin Lun was right. Before Apostle reached a higher level, his fighting style would always be flawed.

Although the five of them were already outstanding elite Apostle at the Second Order stage and had made up for their shortcomings to a considerable extent, they still didn’t accumulate enough. Under certain circumstances, they would expose their weaknesses.

Under normal circumstances, the five of them could adapt to all kinds of mission worlds, and it wouldn’t be difficult for them to fight in the distance.

For example, Qin Lun, an Evil Demon Hunter, was skilled in long-range attacks, firearms, bows, and arrows. In close combat, he could use the magic stored in his sacrificial gloves, as well as the Wind Chasing Frost and the Evil Dagger’s own skills to fight.

If he used the Eye of the Clock to simulate his perception and the Demon Transformation, he could even act as a guild MT for a period of time.

High Power Single Attack Skills: Star Black Hole with Eye of the Clock, Illusion Eye Skill-Nine Layers of Hell! Large area attack skills include Tier 9 wood magic-Descending Tree Realm and Windswept Frost’s Dry Glacier skill.

With so many skills and offensive and defensive methods, Qin Lun could last for a period of time against a high-tier Apostle.

Compared to him, the other four were about the same. Grant, Hill, and Rand were basically at this level. However, due to their different professions, their respective fields of expertise were different.

Rand was more adept at large-scale destruction, Grant was adept at melee combat, and Hill’s abilities were weird, but he was generally biased towards mental attacks and group support.

However, in this low demon world controlled by the superstring space, they encountered great difficulties.

The storage space was sealed, and the bloodline ability was weakened. Apart from the attributes of the Laws Body, only the treasures of the world could be used. Furthermore, they had to be treasures that merged into the body, and none of them could be used to store the storage space.

If it weren’t for this, they wouldn’t have been afraid of anything in this world.

Even the mysterious power of the Reaper Game could do nothing to them. Other than the military planes, missiles, and other weapons of mass destruction in this world, there was nothing else that could do to the heavily armed murderers. Perhaps even the defenses they were equipped with could not be broken.

Amongst the five murderers, Grant and Rand were the most adaptable.

Even if Clown couldn’t wear a mask, most of his abilities were fused into his body. Although the viral bloodline and White Giant bloodline had been weakened, the remaining self-healing and defensive abilities were enough. In addition to Grant’s super combat talent and the super destructive fist from Phantom Brigade member Watkin, this fellow was undoubtedly the strongest of the five.

Rand needless to say, the Lava Fuhrer’s ability to control fire was the same everywhere. Give him enough time, he can be more terrifying than all the terrorist organizations in the world combined.

Hill and Qin Lun were a bit weaker than the two of them. It was doubtful how much of the Shepherd’s mental attack power was left now, but the Spirit Vampiric bloodline that was once worth 1.3 million broken crystals would definitely not be too simple.

Although most of Qin Lun’s equipment had been sealed, even if there was only one Saint Thorn, it would still be enough for him to play a lot of tricks.

After all, this was the only Legendary Tier 3 treasure that could be used by anyone without weakening. The green gift, Thorn Avatar, and Sacred Lake were all very powerful.

Not to mention his Eye of the Clock, Gannett’s Gaze Aura, and the Nine Layers of Hell’s Three Eye Skills could all display some of their power in battle.

The only person who was most restrained was disciple Hansen. Weapon warriors, weapons warriors, what kind of warriors could they be without weapons?

Hansen’s demonic ape bloodline and undead bloodline were not worth mentioning after being weakened. Compared to Hill’s Spirit Vampire bloodline and Grant’s viral bloodline, their characteristics weren’t prominent enough. After being restricted, they appeared too mediocre.

Seeing Hansen remain silent, Qin Lun finally lost interest in continuing the conversation.

Two emerald-green holy thorns poked out of his sleeves and pounced towards Hansen like pythons.

Hansen’s eyes lit up and he stopped to dodge. But at this moment, a long and thin thorn quietly grew out from the gap between the stone slabs beneath his feet and wrapped around his right ankle.

“I have indeed lost my greatest reliance here, but it would be a big mistake for you to think that it would be so easy to deal with me!” Hansen’s face turned ruthless, and he no longer dodged. He grabbed the Saint Thorns from the left and right with his palms.

The two Sacred Thorn Vines were constantly struggling and whipping in his hands, as if they were really living snakes. However, the disciples’ hands were as firm as a rock, completely ignoring the fact that their palms were bloodied from the thorns. Instead, they grabbed the thorns and pulled Qin Lun back.

“My demonic ape bloodline doesn’t have any magical skills, but the reason I chose this bloodline was because it has another ability that makes people look at it differently.” Hansen sneered and pulled the Saint Thorn with his right hand. He actually pulled Qin Lun away with one hand and threw him fiercely towards the wall.

“Bang!” Qin Lun’s back smashed into the stone wall, and with a loud noise, it slid down like a broken sack.

Luckily, the moment he was thrown away, he had already reacted. The three Saint Thorns that wrapped around Hansen quickly withered and didn’t give his disciples a chance to continue fighting.

“The greatest feature of the Demonic Ape bloodline is its ability to increase its power attributes!” Hansen clapped his hands calmly and smashed away the thorn ashes on his hands. “I once sparred with Grant in the starry sky. If Clown didn’t use that super destructive fist with his psychic power, his bloodline of White Giant would still be inferior to mine!”

“Why can the Heroic Warrior profession use so many weapons? Because their control over power is already meticulous. There is no need for weapons that I cannot satisfy.”

“Hehe, not bad!” Qin Lun got up from the ground and reached out to touch the blood at the corner of his mouth. A trace of unusual calm appeared in his eyes. “My bare force attribute has already exceeded 80 points, but it seems that you have suppressed this attribute by at least 30 points.”

“I should admit that I haven’t cooperated for such a long time. My understanding of you is somewhat limited.” At this point, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Qin Lun’s face. “However, just as I’m not good at comparing strength, you seem to have forgotten what my fighting characteristics are.”

“Huh?” Hansen was slightly stunned, then he thought of something and raised his hands to observe carefully.

His hands had been scratched by the sharp thorns because he had pulled the thorns hard just now. As a mercenary who had experienced hundreds of battles, Hansen basically ignored this flesh wound, but his expression immediately turned ugly.

Among the originally inconspicuous wounds on his palm, some spikes that were even thinner than fluff wriggled like small insects. They quickly grew under the nourishment of flesh and blood and drilled into the depths of his palm.

The Saint Thorn was originally a religious sacred object, and its quality had reached that of a divine artifact. It had once bestowed an immortal body on Lancelot, the number one warrior of the twelve knights of the Round Table.

Even though the quality of the divine artifact in Qin Lun’s hands had already fallen, it was only a legendary Tier 3 treasure, and it no longer gave its owner an immortal body, it was actually more compatible with Qin Lun.

As a knight and one of the strongest candidates in the World War II world, Lancelot could not be said to be weak. However, Lancelot was still only a human. In comparison, Qin Lun was no longer a pure human.

The bloodline he possessed was that of an elf and an Abyss Devil. Forget about the Abyss Devil bloodline, after Qin Lun awakened the inheritance of an Elf Hunter, this bloodline had given him the greatest affinity for wooden plants.

Apart from being a religious sacred object, the Saint Thorn was essentially a plant that matched Qin Lun perfectly. It was able to fully unearth the potential of this treasure and was extremely useful in battles.

Because of its sacred attributes, the Saint Thorn was not only non-toxic, but also possessed unparalleled vitality. However, when a portion of it sneaked into the creature’s body and was manipulated by Qin Lun’s will, it was simply a tragedy.

When Hansen first saw these little burrs, he knew he was going to have a headache. Since the Sacred Thorn couldn’t even touch it, his strongest power would not be able to threaten Qin Lun when he was empty-handed, while the other party would be able to attack him unscrupulously.

Now he understood why Qin Lun would say that he had forgotten his fighting style. Even if it was long-range shooting, his fighting style was still magical. It was a combination of physical attacks and magical skills.

“This is too troublesome!” Hansen muttered with a gloomy face. His bloody palms slowly ignited a dark blue flame.