After killing the werewolf monster, Felindang wanted to chase the cultists who had been running away for a while, but at this moment.
"Ding, contact the mystery, the mystery points will increase by 2.8."
Words appeared and disappeared quickly before his eyes.
Seeing the prompt on the panel, his body suddenly tensed up and he was wary of looking around.
This was the case when he encountered a shadow monster ambush before. It was very likely that there were new monsters lurking around, ready to attack him.
However, after waiting for about half a minute, there was still no sneak attack, and he gradually realized that something was wrong.
"Um……?"
He looked around with vigilant eyes. When he glanced at the corpse of the werewolf monster, he couldn't help but wonder.
Next to the body of the werewolf monster, I saw a wolf tooth separated from the body of the werewolf monster and fell to the ground, and the color turned silver.
When he fought the werewolf monster before, he was sure that the werewolf monster did not have silver teeth. How could these teeth turn silver?
"Is it contaminated with mysterious materials? No, it could also be a cursed object!"
Guesses arose in his mind.
Extraordinary immortality, one of the three iron laws of extraordinary power, extraordinary characteristics will not be destroyed, but will only be dispersed and transferred with the death of the owner.
When the transfer occurs, something contaminated with mysterious materials or curses may be produced. This wolf tooth is likely to be contaminated with mysterious materials or curses.
Since joining the Security Bureau, he has killed eleven monsters, and now he is finally lucky enough to encounter the transfer of extraordinary characteristics.
"Eye of Appraisal."
He picked up the silver wolf fang, activated the Eye of Appraisal, his right eye turned blue, and the introduction of the silver wolf fang appeared.
Category: Cursed Object
Name: Fang of Madness
Grade: Type I
Extraordinary ability: After use, the body can go crazy and turn into a werewolf, gaining werewolf-like physical fitness and sense of smell.
Side effects: During use, you will lose your rationality and turn into a crazy beast.
Side effects after weakening: able to remain rational, but irritable, prone to anger, and prone to violence.
"It's a cursed thing!"
Felin was a little happy to see the introduction of the Silver Wolf Fang, also known as the Fang of Madness.
Contaminated with mysterious materials and cursed objects, the latter is obviously more valuable.
"And he actually has the extraordinary ability that I need most now!"
Because of the obstruction by shadow monsters and werewolf monsters, the cultists had been running away for a while, and Felin was not sure of tracking the cultists.
Now, the werewolf's sense of smell, one of the extraordinary abilities of this cursed object, has greatly increased his confidence.
The side effects after the Eye of Appraisal is weakened are acceptable.
Even though he may become irritable, he can still maintain his sanity after all and will not go crazy and turn into an irrational monster. This is enough.
"Crazy Fang!"
Holding the Fang of Madness in his hand, Felin immediately used the Fang of Madness.
Thick black hair grew on his face and his eyes turned blood red.
His body became stronger, stretching the clothes that originally fit him tightly.
His hands and feet are all equipped with sharp claws.
The shoes on his feet were pierced by the sharp claws that grew out, resulting in four holes and were completely scrapped.
Affected by the side effects, he became irritable and ruthlessly tore up the broken shoes.
He sniffed and found the scent of a werewolf monster that was different from the shadow monster, and quickly followed the scent.
The speed is extremely fast, several meters in one step, as if he is jumping.
Where he stepped on it, snow splashed and a "puff" sound was heard.
"It's already dawn, and there must be people going to work on the street. As long as I walk through this alley and blend into the crowd of people going to work, I can get rid of tracking!"
In an alleyway, a man with a cold face, that is, Jink White, was mentally shaken. He squeezed out the energy from his tired body and couldn't help but run faster.
Soon, he ran to the alleyway entrance and could already see passers-by walking on the street outside the alleyway entrance.
He took a steady breath and stepped out, preparing to blend in and get rid of tracking completely.
But just then.
Snap!
Behind him, a hand with claws appeared, grabbed his neck, and dragged him back into the alleyway after he had already stepped out.
"Woo-"
The sudden change made him panic. He was about to escape the pursuit, but he didn't want to be caught up at the last moment.
His neck was strangled and he couldn't make a sound. He struggled hard and dug his hands into the hand that was strangling his neck, trying to pry it away.
However, the magic shadow monster creation he has practiced has the extraordinary ability to create monsters like shadow monsters. The physical strengthening is limited. Although his power is stronger than ordinary people, it is obviously not as good as the owner of the hand.
The hand that grabbed his neck was like an iron pliers. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pry it open even an inch.
He was lifted and dragged deep into the alleyway.
He was dragged deep into the alley, and the hand holding his neck finally let go, but it was not what he wanted.
The owner of the hand lifted him up and flicked him suddenly, and his body flew into the air and quickly hit the wall of the house next to the lane.
Peng!
With a muffled sound, he hit the wall hard.
The wall was hit so hard that debris fell and it almost collapsed.
There was severe pain where his body collided with the wall. His bones were probably cracked, and his head was even dizzy.
He tried to raise his head and looked at his attacker.
He saw that his attacker had sharp claws on his hands and feet, his face was covered with hair, and his eyes were scarlet.
"The werewolf monster...no, this is not the werewolf monster!"
At first glance, he thought it was a group of werewolf monsters from his own group, and he didn't understand why the werewolf monsters attacked him crazily.
But soon, he rejected this judgment.
The color of the werewolf monster's hair is white, but the color of the monster's hair in front of me is black.
In the state of using the Fang of Madness, Felin's mood became extremely violent, and he had a strong desire for destruction in his heart.
I want to see blood, I want to tear apart the body of the cultist in front of me and kill the cultist in front of me in the most bloody and violent way.
Fortunately, he still has reason now and knows that the cultist in front of him is an important clue and cannot be killed, at least not now.
Peng——
Jink White struggled to get up. Before Jink White could get up, he ducked close to Jink White.
He stepped on Jink White and stepped on Jink White, who was about to get up, back to the ground.
"Ahem!"
A foot stepped heavily on his chest, and Jink White almost fainted from holding his breath. He was coughing painfully, having difficulty breathing, and his face was turning blue.
Peng——
Realizing that if he continued like this, the cultist would probably die, Felin let go of his foot.
Even so, he was now in a violent mood. After stopping his kick, he still subconsciously kicked the cultist, causing the cultist to almost choke again.
He squatted down and reached into the pocket of the cultist's clothes.
Just now, when he was close to the cultist, the panel prompted him to gain 2.2 mystery points by contacting the mystery.
This cultist, who is obviously a human being and not a monster, will cause a reaction on the panel. It should be that there is something cursed on him.
Cursed objects are dangerous, and it is entirely possible for the cultist to use the cursed objects to make a comeback, so the cultist cannot be given the opportunity to use the cursed objects, and the cursed objects must be taken away in advance.
However, after searching all the pockets of this cultist, he found nothing but some money.
"Where to hide the cursed object?"
He asked the cultist fiercely with fierce eyes.
"Ahem, I don't have...cursed things."
Jink White said with some difficulty in breathing.
"You still dare to quibble."
Hearing the cultist's sophistry, Felin, who was now in a bad mood, was immediately irritated and kicked the cultist hard, causing the cultist to groan immediately.
"I swear to...my lord, there is really nothing cursed on me..."
The pain was so painful that he broke into cold sweat, Jink White said painfully.
"Still want to lie to me?"
Felin's emotions were ignited like a powder keg.
Could the prompts given by the panel still be wrong?
Even now, this cultist is still dishonest and simply does not know how to live or die.
He mobilized the power he possessed in his werewolf state and stepped hard on the cultist's leg.
Katcha!
There was just a crisp sound, and the cultist's leg became unnaturally twisted, apparently broken.
"Ah...I really don't have anything cursed..."
Jink White screamed in pain, tears streaming down his face because of the excessive pain.
He didn't lie, there really was no curse on him.
He really didn't understand why this man insisted that there was something cursed on him?
"Is it really not the case?"
Felin was confused.
Under such circumstances, if the other party still refuses to say anything, is there really no curse on the other party?
But how could the panel go wrong?
He was aware of his irritable mood and knew that it was due to the side effects of the Fang of Madness.
Even though the three-ring Eye of Appraisal is weakened, it still has such side effects. If it were not for the weakening of the Three-ring Eye of Appraisal, he might really lose his mind and turn into a crazy beast.
"Release!"
The cultist in front of him should be no longer a threat. He has canceled the use of the Fang of Madness, the werewolf characteristics on his body have disappeared, and his irritable mood has also disappeared.
While he was on guard against the cultist, he searched the whole body of the cultist.
I searched every place on my body, but there was nothing.
"How can the panel react if there is no cursed object?"
He frowned as he stared at the cultist who couldn't stand up because of a broken leg.
Now that he was out of that easily angry state, he couldn't help but think that when he first encountered the cultist Ariel Soto, the panel also had a reaction.
Originally, he thought that the other party had something cursed on him, but now it seemed that the other party was probably like the cultist in front of him, and he did not have anything cursed on him.
"Why are cultists able to elicit a response from the panel, but mystics not?"
He had come into contact with many mystics in the Security Bureau, but none of them could make the panel react.
Based on this speculation, he thought that the mystery that could cause the panel to react could only be two inhuman things, weird and cursed.
But now it seems that this is not the case. Cultists who practice sorcery can make the panel react.
"Cultists who practice black magic, strange things, and cursed objects. What do these three have in common?"
Now it is certain that the things that can cause the panel to react include cultists practicing sorcery, weird and cursed things.
There must be some commonality between these three, and it is this commonality that allows the panel to react to them.
"Looks like it's been resolved here!"
Suddenly, a voice that did not belong to Felin and Jink White sounded in the alleyway.
"who……?"
Feilin suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction from which the sound came.
The owner of the voice was so close to him that he didn't notice it. This was very dangerous.
Fortunately, the owner of the voice does not seem to be an enemy, otherwise, it would be dangerous.
From the depths of the alley, a man walked out.
The man was wearing a thick black windbreaker and had brown hair parted sideways.
The face and exposed skin were slightly abnormally blue.
He said with a friendly look.
"Socks, although we haven't said hello to each other, you should recognize me. I am Jonas Olsson."
"It turns out to be Captain Olsson."
Felin naturally recognized the man in front of him.
Jonas Olsson, one of the three captains of the Constant City Security Bureau.
Before this, he had no contact with the other party, no friendship, and of course no grudges.
However, when Lindy applied for a Type II alchemical item stand-in puppet for him, she was blocked by the other party.
It's not that he unknowingly offended the other party somewhere, but that the other party suffered from "eye red disease" and also fell in love with the stand-in puppet. After all, it is an alchemy item as precious as a Type III.
Although this alchemy item has no combat power, at a critical moment, it may save his life and give him an extra life.
For something like this, even the captain-level figure on the other side can't help but be jealous.
"I found traces of the cultists and also captured a cultist. You have made a meritorious service this time."
Looking over at Jink White, Jonas Olsson smiled and looked happy for Felin.
"I'm just lucky."
Flynn said.
If he hadn't learned from Julie that Jonas Olsson had blocked him from getting a stand-in puppet, he might have been deceived by his friendly appearance and smile.
As for now, it is naturally impossible.
This kind of person who does one thing in front of others and does another behind the scenes must not have deep friendships.
"Do you need me to help you knock him out?"
Jonas Olsson asked very familiarly.
"Then it'll be hard work."
Felin readily agreed that it would be best if the other party was willing to help.
He has not learned fighting, and it is difficult to control the intensity of the knock. If the intensity and direction of the knock are wrong, the cultist may be knocked to death.
laugh--
Seeing Felin's agreement, Jonas Olsson stretched out his index finger.
Suddenly, from the tip of his index finger, a vine with leaves came out. The tip of the vine was sharp, like the fangs of a poisonous snake.
Before Jink White could react, he had already stabbed Jink White on his body.
Jink White, who was stabbed, had no power to resist, his body went limp and he fainted.