Felin immediately judged that this must be a male cultist lurking in the security department.
The evil magic of the Gnawing Fang is either to create weirdness and control the weirdness, or to transform oneself 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 aura" was probably because he smelled the aura of the male cultist who transformed himself into a monster.
Because he transformed himself into a monster, the smell of this male cultist, especially when he uses magic, is very similar to that of a monster.
Whoosh!
The red-haired young man slashed at the male cultist with his sword. The air was torn and a sharp roar was heard.
The power of this sword is extremely strong, and the momentum caused by the slashing attack is even stronger than the momentum Felin uses to attack with his mad fangs now.
The male cultist responded, and a bone blade grew on his arm, which collided with the red-haired young man's sword.
clang!
The two collided, and there was a metallic collision sound.
The sword wielded by the red-haired young man can cut through even steel of the same size.
However, the bones grown in the bodies of male cultists are actually much harder than steel and can withstand this fierce sword.
Katcha!
The street paved with stone slabs actually had spider web-like cracks due to the transmission of force after the two collided.
"Four-ring energy level!"
Felin's expression became solemn.
With such destructive power, the "art" practiced by the red-haired young man and the male cultist has probably reached the fourth level.
The fourth ring is the last realm before the Central Ring Mystic. Reaching this realm means that the two of them are only one step away from becoming the Middle Ring Mystic.
Moreover, his own combat power has also approached that of the mystics in the middle ring, which is obviously different from those in the fourth ring.
Buzz!
A white light appeared on the edge of the red-haired young man's bloody sword, as if the sword had broadened and extended a sharper edge.
Then, he ducked close to the male cultist and slashed at the male cultist diagonally.
Katcha!
With a crisp sound, the bone knife extending from the male cultist's arm was cut off.
The male cultist hurriedly backed away and pulled his hand back, thus avoiding his hand being cut by the bloody sword.
Relying on the white light, the sword in the hand of the red-haired young man became obviously sharper.
If he was struck by the bloody sword, his arm would probably be severed.
"To increase the sharpness of weapons, those who practice it should be a secret weapon master!"
Felin made a judgment about the secret technique practiced by the red-haired young man.
Weapon Master, a secret skill that only those who have reached the master level in using certain cold weapons are qualified to practice.
After practicing this secret art, the weapon as the secret organ will become extremely strong, so strong that even a twelve-ring mystic cannot destroy it.
In addition, you can also gradually acquire extraordinary abilities such as adding sharpness to weapons, cutting off the blade light from the body, making the weight of weapons heavier and gaining the power of critical strikes.
"I know all the mystics of the Security Bureau. They are definitely not the mystics of the Security Bureau. I don't know if they are the mystics of some mysterious organization..."
Seeing that the red-haired young man was not at a disadvantage, Felin did not show up immediately to assist the red-haired young man, but hid himself.
According to his judgment, rather than showing up to join the battle, hiding and waiting for opportunities to attack would be more effective.
Buzz——
His left hand was wiped on the mysterious gun, and the armor-piercing ritual pattern was immediately engraved on the mysterious power bullet. He began to look for opportunities for a sneak attack.
Rest, rest, rest!
After realizing the sharpness of the sword in the red-haired young man's hand, the male cultists did not dare to let the red-haired young man get closer.
The bone spurs on his body trembled and turned into hidden weapons and sprayed out, quickly shooting towards the red-haired young man.
Facing the sudden bone spur, the red-haired young man's expression changed.
Katcha, kacha, kacha!
His hands were so fast that afterimages appeared, and he slashed with the sword one after another. Only then did he block the incoming bone spurs and avoid being stabbed by them.
With the power of bone spurs, if one is stabbed, it will definitely not be a minor injury.
The moment the male cultist shot out the bone spurs and his body stopped in place, Felin launched the attack.
boom!
An armor-piercing bullet with mysterious purple lines on its surface was shot from the barrel and hit the back of the male cultist who had his back turned to him.
"not good!"
At this moment, the male cultist sensed the danger coming from behind.
Animals have the intuition to sense danger, and people who have acquired extraordinary abilities, whether they are occultists or cultists, have an intuition for danger that is even stronger than that of animals.
The higher the level of the extraordinary ability, the stronger this intuition will be.
He quickly used his extraordinary ability to grow three overlapping layers of bone fragments on his back.
Each layer of bone is far harder than steel of the same size.
The bone fragments are extremely hard, but the penetrating power of armor-piercing bullets is also extremely strong. This is a competition between spears and shields.
puff!
The first layer of bone fragments was penetrated, and the armor-piercing bullet impacted the second layer of bone fragments.
puff!
The second layer of bone fragments was penetrated, and the armor-piercing bullet impacted the third layer of bone fragments.
puff!
The third layer of bone fragments was penetrated, and all three layers of bone fragments with a hard texture were penetrated.
However, the male cultist's magic has reached the fourth level after all, and he is obviously good at defensive magic.
Although the power of the secret art Mysterious Spear practiced by Feilin ranks among the top ten secret arts, it is only the third level after all, which is one level lower than that of male cultists.
Katcha!
After penetrating three layers of bone fragments, the power of the armor-piercing bullet was finally exhausted and it shattered and disappeared.
stop!
Before the male cultist could breathe a sigh of relief, a long bloody sword with a white light on the edge was stabbed towards the male cultist quickly.
As a fourth-circle mystic, the red-haired young man would naturally not miss the opportunity for male cultists to fend off attacks from behind and be distracted.
Decisively dodge and attack the male cultist.
"..."
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 no worse than him.
puff!
The bloody sword pierced his chest, penetrated into his back, and its powerful destructive power destroyed the heart in his body.
As the red-haired young man withdrew his chest, a transparent hole appeared in his chest, and blood continued to flow from the front and back.
The expression on his face froze, and his body fell backward, motionless.
"Contact mystery, mystery points will increase by 4.5."
Walking out of his hiding place, Felin approached the body of the male cultist, and words appeared and disappeared quickly in front of his eyes.
"Thank you. I am Lucas Gaucho of the Silver Sword. Are you...?"
The red-haired young man looked at Felin as he appeared.
It is not difficult to guess that it was Felin who attacked the male cultist just now.
Moreover, the attack is very powerful, otherwise the male cultist would not be distracted, allowing him to take advantage of it.
Among peers of a similar age, there were very few people with such strength, and he couldn't help but become curious about the identity of the person in front of him.
"Security Service Felin Sox."
Felin nodded to the red-haired young man and left quickly.
If it weren't for the Great Red Sacrifice hanging over his head like the Sword of Bodhidharma, he wouldn't mind chatting for a while with the red-haired young man who came from the Silver Sword of a large force.
But the current situation does not allow it.
Whoosh!
Running at full speed, Felin quickly moved away from the place where the red-haired young man was fighting the cultists.
I am about to use the fangs of madness to search for strange things through my sense of smell.
Buzz——
Suddenly, in the sky, the huge ritual pattern changed.