In Tang Qi's mind, the mechanical whisper was still echoing. Every time it sounded, the golden flames in Tang Qi's body became more intense. At this time, he was basically no different from a human-shaped sun. Fortunately, the doors and windows were closed so that no one would be alarmed.

But Tang Qi himself could feel a strong sense of crisis, and it became more and more urgent.

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

It is getting more and more dazzling.

Tang Qi could feel that the light and heat he was emitting was constantly converging with the golden sun.

But this is not a good thing. Tang Qi himself cannot imagine what would happen if he did not make a choice before the complete convergence was complete?

Almost immediately, Tang Qi made a decision.

Advanced Eye of the Furnace!

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

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

"Buzz"

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

That represents the Eye of the Furnace, two advanced directions extending: Shock and Ningshen.

The former will undoubtedly be an attack type.

The latter is most likely an auxiliary class.

After just hesitating for half a breath, Tang Qi made the final choice.

Attack direction!

He just pretended to be weak, but it doesn't mean he really wanted to become a weak high school student. Since he could enhance his combat power, why should he choose assist?

When this thought flashed, the golden sun hanging high above the infinite universe suddenly disappeared. Tang Qi saw that in the darkness, a golden stream of light suddenly projected from the depths of the universe into his body. It was rushing, surging, but without any sense of direction. All the golden flames found their targets at this moment.

Don Qi's...eyes.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

At this moment, his mind, which was originally in the dark, returned to his body, and then began to feel the unprecedented burning heat, bursting into his eyes.

In my mind, one piece of information fragment after another flowed quickly.

The Eye of the Melting Furnace... is evolving!

The shock effect disappears!

New effects are being born!

...

Tang Qi closed his eyes tightly. At this time, the dazzling light on his body had already disappeared without a trace, as if it was all concentrated in his eyes. Even through his eyelids, a faint light was still transmitted.

His feelings were not good at this time, just like someone stabbed two burning candles directly into his eyes. The burning and light burst out, causing Tang Qi's entire body to tremble. The veins swelled up and sweated like rain. Not only did they soak their clothes, but water stains began to flow out of the ground.

It was unknown how long it took for this to gradually ease, the light and heat were silent, the pain disappeared little by little, and Tang Qi regained his strength.

it's over?

Success?

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

"Buzz"

What appeared in the mirror was Tang Qi's face without any change.

His eyes were instantly concentrated on his pupils, no different from usual, but when he looked at it carefully, a little golden light was flashing deep in his eyes, and a premonition of extreme danger swept out at this moment.

With unreasonable enlightenment and omen, he can control that little golden light, and when he releases "it", something terrible will happen.

Curious thoughts drove Tang Qi to look at him seriously.

Little lights surged out, and a special interface emerged.

Ignoring other scenes, Tang Qi's eyes fell directly on the skill column, the changes in the Eye of the Furnace.

[Eye of the furnace: Derived skill, eye activation, with judgment, calming effect, can continue to improve; realm: entry; progress: 50%.]

"The deterrence disappeared, and is it a trial that replaces?"

Tang Qi muttered, his eyes continued to fall on the word "judgment".

Several pieces of information flowed out, and Tang Qi quickly understood the meaning of the effect of the judgment.

"The so-called judgment is not that I judge the enemy myself, but that I can use the moment of looking at each other and pull the enemy into a space, allowing him to look directly at a projection of the Lord of the Furnace. If he has never practiced meditation and looked directly at the golden sun... death or madness will never escape these two consequences."

"It's just that this skill has strict success rate limits. The stronger the enemy, the lower the success rate. Once the opponent's mental power exceeds you, the success rate will be pitifully low."

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

"But this skill is only the beginning and can continue to improve. Perhaps after reaching a certain level, what the enemy looks at will not be just a projection of the Lord of the Furnace, but the true body of the Lord of the Furnace."

Tang Qi finished reading all the information fragments, and after pondering for a while, he couldn't help but grin.

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

"My previous premonition is correct. Every ten percent progress of meditation will lead to surprises. I have begun to look forward to the next surprise."

Keeping a happy smile, Tang Qi finally looked at himself in his glasses, blinked, and watched the obscure little golden light disappear completely.

After turning around, Tang Qi sat down cross-legged again before he could clean up the messy floor. He was now in an extremely tired state. In order to advance the Eye of the Furnace, he seemed to have released all the mental power he had.

When both light and heat burst out, they naturally became dim and silent.

After a breath, he entered a meditation state again. Compared to sleep, he was used to this recovery method.

...

Central City, near Municipal Avenue, a pioneer building with too many black and red materials.

A tall figure passed through the seemingly empty walkway, the stairs, and under the dim lights, he finally entered the end of the walkway, a room that looked close to the window but after entering it was a dark one.

When the last ray of light was turned away, the figure showed some characteristics and outfits.

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

"The mission of No. 11 failed, he died."

As soon as the tall man entered the room, he quickly lowered his head, as if he was afraid to look at the thin figure sitting in some custom-made luxury chair at a glance. His tone did not fluctuate, as if he was just reporting something unimportant.

"You mean, not only did you not recover the seed of failure, nor did you get the business card, but you lost another seed, and let our existence be discovered by those waste police?"

"Huh~"

The darkness is full of magnetism and the sound of men and women cannot be distinguished suddenly comes out.

The moment he heard it, the tall man seemed to remain calm anymore, his breathing became rapid in an instant, and his body changed terrifyingly at this moment.

With a sniffle, the white bone spur pierced his tight suit. Under his exposed skin, pustules as big as fists quickly bulged and shattered with a "bang". The nauseating pus sputtered, causing severe pain to the tall man.

What's even more terrifying is that the next time, a cracking sound suddenly came from his shoulders, but he saw a head covered with mucus, which was extremely ugly, with almost only a sharp-toothed mouth, breaking out from the tall man's neck, and then began to chew on the man's body wildly.

The first bite of delicious food was the man's ears. He was bitten off by the head with a "click" sound. The juice splattered everywhere, and the blood that burst out dyed half of the man's face red. Faced with such terror and pain, the tall man could withstand it with perseverance, and stood in place like a sculpture with his head lowered and lowered his head.

Only when you get closer can you discover the crazy frequency of the man's body trembling.

"Tell me, who is the person who is blocking your mission?"

Just when the man could not support him, the voice that was difficult to distinguish between men and women sounded again.

Almost exhausted all his strength, the man struggled to speak. At this time, half of his head had been gnawed, and the blood foam and brain matter were mixed together, and he seemed to whisper and roar, "Muser Police Station...Stein Stanna."
Chapter completed!