"Oh, God!" Looking at Qin Lun who was nailed to the wall, Susan covered her mouth and exclaimed, but her eyes widened quickly.
Qin Lun, who was severely injured and seemed to be dying, suddenly raised his head and grabbed the gun with all his might. Originally hanging by his side, the lifeless holy thorns seemed to have been injected with chicken blood suddenly, and opened like a flower bud in full bloom. And bypassed Hansen at the other end of the iron gun, and hugged him from the side and rear.
In addition, some holy thorns climbed up the spear like grape vines, entangled the iron gun round after round.
Hansen's face changed slightly. According to his calculations, even if he got this penetrating injury, his health would probably drop by one-third. And Qin Lun's hunter profession itself is attacking high health, and the health value will drop by at least half.
The reason why he took the risk to attack was to hope that Qin Lun would give up the attack after being severely injured, and then take the initiative to retreat. But he didn't expect Qin Lun to use this moment to continue fighting for his life.
In this way, Hansen had to face a choice, whether to attack against attack, hoping to drive Qin Lun into the dying state first. In this way, after the group of them met, the plan this time was completed in disguise. But if he made a mistake in his judgment and Qin Lun still had a lot of health left, and he lost the room to dodge, he would definitely die.
Another option is to abandon the gun and retreat, so that he has to run away immediately, and without the iron gun, he has no chance of winning.
Hansen, who has always been decisive, also hesitated at this moment. If the opponent in front of him was the familiar Qin Lun, he would definitely retreat without hesitation, because the previous Qin Lun was willing to take such a risk, there must be a conspiracy.
But in the face of this current Qin Lun's personality, he is at a loss, because both Hill and Rand have said that this Qin Lun shows signs of self-destruction.
Therefore, he neither chose to attack against attack in a gambling style, nor did he choose to give up his gun and retreat. Numerous veins popped up on the backs of both hands, and he swung the spear vigorously, trying to throw Qin Lun away.
He had considered this when he used the Adolid gun collar to melt the iron chain into a long spear. Except for the long spear with a round barrel, other cold weapons may be entangled by holy thorns. However, the long spear has a great chance to use the round body of the spear to shake off the holy thorn.
However, just as he swung the spear horizontally, he found a huge shock in his hand. The body of the gun was only bent into an arc, but the tip of the gun was completely motionless.
Hansen immediately discovered why. It turned out that Qin Lun had been retreating silently during the battle just now. When the spear pierced through him, the spear head was firmly nailed into the wall.
Of course, this is nothing at all. With Hansen's brute force, not to mention a wall, even the armor plate of a tank can be torn apart.
But at some point, Qin Lun commanded many holy thorns to cover the walls and ceiling. This is not as simple as tearing a wall with an iron gun. Since these holy thorns are wrapped around iron spears, Hansen is not only using iron spears to pick Qin Lun, but also picking up the entire corridor and secret room.
After discovering this, Hansen finally made a decision, and he immediately gave up his gun and retreated. A section of the handle of the iron gun melted directly, turning into molten iron and melting into his body, while the rest turned into pieces of iron rings on the iron chain and scattered on the ground.
"Don't you think it's too late?" Qin Lun showed a gloomy look on his face. He dared to fight Hansen just now. Of course, it was not irrational madness, but the use of the holy thorn's own ability-the holy pool.
The holy pool can use the life force contained in this world treasure to temporarily increase his energy or life. If Hansen really dared to fight against him, he must not be the first to die.
The holy thorn was one of the former Qin Lun's trump cards. He didn't give the item information to the other murderers, so Hansen didn't know the existence of the holy pool skill, otherwise he would have made the opposite decision.
Hansen's action just now was only a short moment, but the best timing has been lost, and now there is only a small gap left in the holy thorns that surrounded him from behind.
"Hmph!" Hansen snorted coldly, and the faint blue soul flame burst out all over his body, and shot towards the holy thorn like a fireman.
"Boom!" A dazzling flash of light lit up the entire room, making Qin Lun have to squint his eyes a little.
When the blue light receded, Hansen had already pierced a big hole in the large net of holy thorns, and there were still some fragments burning blue on the edge, falling from above.
However, Hansen didn't feel well either. One of his shoulders was pierced by a holy thorn that slipped through the net. Although the injury didn't look as terrible as Qin Lun's penetrating wound, it only took a little time for the holy thorns that could grow by themselves to create a mess in Hansen's body.
Although both of them suffered losses, Hansen knew that he had no chance. After he broke through the barrier of the holy thorn, his uninjured right hand grabbed the left arm with the shoulder pierced through, let out a low growl, and tore the arm off abruptly.
The blood on the shoulders shot out like a fountain, making the disciple's face instantly pale as snow.
"Heh, it was a good contest. Next time, wait for next time...Qin Lun!" Hansen paused and threw himself towards the only window in the room.
"Bang!" Qin Lun glanced at the broken window with some reluctance, lowered his head and dug out the iron ring embedded in his body, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground in front of him blood red.
"Chris, are you okay?" Susan was a little afraid to look at the horrible wound on Qin Lun's right chest, turned her head, and asked worriedly, "That person is what you said just now, trying to cover up the evil of the evil manor. A cultist? Does he look familiar to you?"
"Yes, we used to be 'good friends'!" Qin Lun grinned, and a holy thorn wrapped around his chest several times like a bandage, blocking the bleeding wound and the pale ribs exposed in his chest.
"You are hurt so badly, and you still have the strength to tell a joke!" Susan thought the young man was joking, so she couldn't help but smiled bitterly, "What should we do now, let's rest here, maybe other people who come in can find out the secret here …”
"I'm fine, relying on others is worse than relying on myself, I understood this truth a long time ago!" Qin Lun took a few breaths, and after plugging the wound, his face looked much better.
He is actually not as weak as he looks. The holy thorns not only brought him the life points accumulated in the holy pool, but also has a green gift skill that can speed up self-healing.
Now as long as he doesn't continue to fight, after an hour or two, the penetrating injury will no longer affect his combat performance.
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the health on the death list began to recover and rise slowly. He is not afraid of death, but if he dies at such an interesting and tense moment, he may die with regret.
"Is it really all right?" Susan hesitated, and came to support Qin Lun. She had just seen the young man's right chest being pierced with her own eyes. However, she couldn't be sure, after all, the person in front of her was a supernatural being, maybe their vitality was much stronger than that of ordinary people.
"Help me to the window to have a look!" Qin Lun did not refuse Susan's help, he didn't dare to use too much force for fear of tearing the wound again.
When they got to the window and looked down the broken window frame, Susan raised her eyebrows in surprise, and even Qin Lun couldn't help blinking. Beneath the window was actually the library-like study they had entered from the corridor of the secret room just now.
And judging from where they are now, it seems to be a window on the third floor that is disguised as a bookshelf.
"It's so strange, what's going on here?" Susan looked back at Qin Lun in confusion, "I remember that the corridor of the secret room appeared on the first floor, and we haven't moved up until now?"
"It's not surprising. Do you still remember when I said that there might be countless Wilson Manors? Now it's just confirmed. The spatial position here is out of order. Please look carefully below!"
Qin Lun pointed to the middle of the study and said, "You fell in that position before, remember?"
"Hmm! That's right, I remembered, there shouldn't be a carpet there!" Susan whispered, "Isn't this study room our original one?!"
"That's not necessarily true, maybe the study room originally had a carpet, but it was taken away at a certain period in history!" Qin Lun thought and shook his head, "The timeline is also messed up, unless we find the most critical factors, otherwise imagination alone is useless!"
"Where did the man who fought with you just now go? He doesn't seem to be in this study, and there is no blood on the carpet!" Susan rubbed her temples in distress, "Could it be that the place where he fell is not the same place as the place below Is it? Then shall we go down and have a look?"
"If we don't go down, let's leave through the corridor where that person came in!" Qin Lun thought for a while and said, "If there is no clue at the other end, let's go to the upstairs of the manor to have a look!"
"Alright then!" Susan supported Qin Lun and walked towards the corridor where Hansen came.
However, when they reached the end of the corridor and opened a door, they were surprised to find that there was another same study on the opposite side.
"Chris, look!" Susan suddenly pointed to the top of the study and shouted, "Look at the left side of the bookshelf on the third floor, is that broken window the room we were in just now?"
"If it's not a coincidence, it should be!" Qin Lun replied with a frown.
"I think this place is so scary!" Susan was trembling all over, her face was a little livid.
"Scary?" Qin Lun asked strangely, "What's so scary?"
"Anyway, I can't bear this weird atmosphere!" Susan curled her lips, "Let's leave this study as soon as possible, didn't you say to go upstairs and have a look?"
"Then... alright!" Qin Lun originally wanted to stay and look for clues, but he suddenly thought that Susan was the key person to advance the plot line.
What would Susan and Wilson or Luke do in this situation in real life? Obviously, Susan will definitely urge her companions to leave here like now.
"Then let me see, what will happen next?" A cold light flashed in Qin Lun's eyes.