Lord of the Secret Art!

"Cultists..."

Flynn immediately judged that this must be a male cultist lurking in the security department.

The sorcery of the Gnawing Tooth is either to create weirdness to control the weirdness, or to transform itself into a monster. The male cultist in front of him must have transformed himself into a monster.

The reason why he could smell the "weird breath" was probably because he smelled the breath of this male cultist who transformed himself into a monster.

Because of transforming himself into a monster, the smell of this male cultist, especially when using magic, is very similar to that of a monster.

Swish!

The red-haired young man slashed at the male cultist with his sword, the air was torn apart, and there was a sharp howl.

The power of this sword is extremely strong, and the momentum caused by the slash is even stronger than the momentum of Felin's attack with the Fang of Madness.

The male cultist responded, a bony blade grew from his arm and collided with the red-haired young man's sword.

clang!

The two collided, and there was actually a metal-like impact sound.

The sword slashed by the red-haired young man can cut even steel of the same size.

But the bones grown from the body of the male cultist actually have a hardness far stronger than steel, which can block this fierce sword.

Click!

On the stone-paved street floor, due to the transmission of the force after the collision between the two, cracks like spider webs unexpectedly appeared.

"Four Ring Energy Level!"

Flynn's expression became serious.

With this kind of destructive power, the "skills" practiced by the red-haired young man and the male cultists may have reached the fourth ring.

The fourth ring is the last realm before the Central Mystic. Reaching this realm indicates that the two of them are only one step away from the Central Mystic.

Moreover, his own combat power has already approached that of the mystics in the middle ring, which is significantly different from those under the fourth ring.

hum!

White light appeared on the edge of the blood-colored long sword in the red-haired young man's hand, as if the blade had widened and extended a sharper edge.

Then, he dodged close to the male cultist and slashed at the male cultist.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the bone knife extending from the arm of the male cultist was cut off.

The male cultist backed away in a hurry and withdrew his hand, which prevented his hand from being cut by the bloody long sword.

Attached to the white light, the sword in the red-haired young man's hand became noticeably sharper.

If he was cut by the bloody long sword, his arm would probably be cut off.

"The one who can increase the sharpness of the weapon should be a master of secret weapons!"

Flynn had a judgment on the secret technique practiced by the red-haired young man.

A weapon master, a secret technique that is qualified to be practiced only by those who have reached the master level by using certain cold weapons.

After practicing this kind of secret technique, the weapon that is the organ of the secret technique will become extremely strong, so strong that even a twelve-ring mystic cannot destroy it.

In addition, you can also acquire extraordinary abilities such as adding sharpness to weapons, cutting out the blade light from the body, and making weapons heavier to gain critical strike power.

"I know all the mystics from the Security Bureau. They must not be the mystics from the Security Bureau. I don't know which mysterious organization's mystics..."

Seeing that the red-haired young man was not at a disadvantage, Fei Lin did not immediately show up to assist the red-haired young man, but hid himself.

According to his judgment, compared to showing up and joining the battle, hiding and waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack can have better results.

Hum——

His left hand was wiped on the mysterious gun, and the armor-piercing attribute ritual pattern was immediately engraved on the mysterious force bullet, and he began to look for the opportunity to sneak attack.

Whoop, whoop, whoop!

Seeing the sharpness of the sword in the red-haired young man's hand, the male cultists dare not let the red-haired young man approach again.

The bone spurs on his body trembled, turned into hidden weapons and sprayed out, quickly shooting at the red-haired young man.

Faced with the sudden bone spur, the red-haired young man changed his face.

Click, click, click!

The hands were so fast that afterimages appeared, and the sword in his hand slashed one after another, only then did he block the oncoming bone spur and avoid being stabbed by the bone spur.

With the power of the bone spur, if he was stabbed, it would definitely not be a minor injury.

The moment the male cultist shot out the bone spurs and his body stopped in place, Flynn launched an attack.

boom!

An armor-piercing bullet with mysterious purple patterns on its surface was fired from the barrel, attacking the back of the male cultist who was facing away from him.

"not good!"

At this moment, the male cultist sensed the danger from the rear.

Animals have an intuition to perceive danger, and people who have acquired extraordinary abilities, whether they are occultists or cultists, have an intuition to perceive danger even stronger than animals.

The higher the power level of the extraordinary ability, the stronger this intuition will be.

He hastily used his extraordinary ability to grow three layers of overlapping bone fragments on his back.

Each layer of bone has a hardness far stronger than steel of the same size.

The bone fragments are extremely hard, but the penetrating power of the armor-piercing bullets is also extremely strong. This is a contest between spears and shields.

puff!

The first layer of bone fragments was penetrated, and the armor-piercing projectile hit the second layer of bone fragments.

puff!

The second layer of bone fragments was penetrated, and the armor-piercing projectile hit the third layer of bone fragments.

puff!

The third layer of bone slices was broken down, and all three layers of bone slices with hard texture were broken down.

However, the sorcery of male cultists has reached the fourth ring after all, and it is obviously a sorcery that is good at defense.

And although the power of the secret art Mystic Spear that Fei Lin has practiced is among the top ten secret arts, it is only the third ring after all, one ring lower than male cultists.

Click!

After penetrating through the three layers of bone fragments, the power of the armor-piercing projectile was finally exhausted, and the fragmentation disappeared.

call out!

Before the male cultist could heave a sigh of relief, a blood-colored long sword with white light on the edge quickly stabbed at the male cultist.

As a four-ring mystic, the red-haired young man naturally would not miss the distraction of male cultists defending against attacks from behind.

Resolutely dodge and surprise the male cultists.

"..."

The male cultist changed color, but it was too late to react. After all, he was facing a mystic of the same level, and his speed and reaction were not inferior to him.

puff!

The bloody long sword pierced his back from his chest, and the powerful destructive force destroyed the heart in his body.

As the red-haired young man withdrew his chest, a transparent hole appeared in his chest, and blood kept flowing from the front and back.

The expression on his face was frozen, and his body fell backward without moving.

"Contact the mystery, add 4.5 to the mystery point."

Walking out of the hiding place, Feilin approached the corpse of the male cultist, and a text appeared and disappeared immediately before his eyes.

"Thank you, I am Lucas Gaucho of the Silver Sword, and you are...?"

The red-haired young man looked at Flynn and appeared.

It is not difficult to guess that it was Feilin who attacked the male cultist just now.

And the attack is very powerful, otherwise the male cultist would not be distracted, allowing him to take advantage of it.

Among the peers of similar age, there are not many people with this kind of strength, so he couldn't help being curious about the identity of the person in front of him.

"Security Bureau Flynn Sox."

Flynn nodded to the red-haired young man and left quickly.

If it wasn't for the big red sacrifice hanging over his head like the sword of Dharma, he wouldn't mind talking for a while with the red-haired young man from the silver sword of the big power.

But the current situation does not allow it.

Whoosh!

Running at full speed, Flynn quickly moved away from the place where the red-haired young man was fighting the cultist.

It is about to use the teeth of madness to search for strangeness through the sense of smell.

Hum——

Suddenly, above the sky, a huge ritual pattern changed.