"Brother, you heard, the forces we have to fight against in the future are very unusual, we are likely to face various crises in the future, and we may face endless risks if we follow us, if you choose to quit now, it will be too late."

Lin Yue looked at O'Brien.

"Against the Scorpion of Calamity? And an inexplicably powerful force? ”

O'Brien laughed, "How could I quit such a challenging thing!" ”

He has some Romanese blood in his body, he is the most belligerent, and his goal is to become the greatest mercenary king, and he retreats when he encounters some difficulties, so what is there to talk about breaking into the universe and becoming famous?

"Good!"

Lin Yue patted him on the shoulder, and there was no need to say any more superfluous words.

If Sephiroth is indeed a biological weapon who defected from some mysterious organization, then his defection would not only be a loss of secrets and money, but also the destruction of a frighteningly large plan.

Therefore, capturing and killing him will be one of the first tasks of this organization.

"So our priority is to scale."

In order to strengthen his persuasiveness, Lin Yue made a powerful fist clenching action, and at this time, behind him was the vast and endless black sky, dotted with stars!

It seems that there is an irresistible feeling that the entire sea of stars is to be held in the palm of your hand.

"If you want to build a big force, just a few of us are not enough."

Selena shrugged.

"So, we still need to recruit a few members, and they must be masters, real masters."

"I've got a choice."

O'Brien spoke, and he could see that he was already tempted.

"His name is Di Lin, he lives in the North District, he is a lone mercenary, nicknamed 'Shura', I also met him twice in a mission, a very mysterious person."

"How's the strength?" Lin Yue only cared about this.

"It's hard to say, I've never seen him go all out, and the preliminary estimate is that it is not inferior to the current Sephiroth."

"Very good, that's it!" Lin Yue slapped his face, "Tomorrow, we'll go find him." ”

……

The sky gradually brightened, and the sun burst from hundreds of millions of miles away, sweeping over the land, sweeping over the forest, and sprinkling beams of golden light, so beautiful that the dangerous night was finally over, and then a rare tranquility followed.

A ray of sunlight shines through the thick clouds, the sky and the earth become clear and bright in an instant, and the white clouds become gorgeous and colorful in the sun, a thread, a wisp, a flower rolls in the sky, and transforms countless charming patterns.

Behring is still bustling with activity, with mercenaries, adventurers, and hunters risking their lives to spill on spirits and women with no heartache.

In these precarious days, everyone is not sure that they will be able to see the dawn of tomorrow.

An off-road vehicle was speeding through the streets of Behring City, and O'Brien said in a helpless tone as he drove:

"He's a very aloof, very withdrawn, and doesn't have much contact with other people, and I don't think it's going to be going to be okay today."

Good at melee combat, all attack methods are basic actions, simple and effective, fierce style, never merciless, taciturn, mysterious origin, but unfathomable strength.

This is O'Brien's assessment of Dilling.

Moreover, this Di Lin has admirable good eyesight, and he is born to see in the dark, especially in the daytime, his vision is more than twice as far as that of ordinary people, and his field of vision can cover a vast area of nearly one hundred and eighty degrees in front of him. All of this makes him a great talent to be a top sniper.

As far as O'Brien himself is concerned, he once encountered Dillin during a mission, and he saw with his own eyes that three A-class mercenaries with planetary peak strength and very famous in Behrin City were easily and casually sniped by Dillin.

"So powerful?!"

Lin Yue and Sephiroth glanced at each other, and their hearts couldn't help but move.

Top snipers are below the demigod-level masters, the nemesis of everyone, because the sniper bullets they use are made of a combination of strange metal and energy, and have extremely strong penetration, which can completely ignore the energy shield formed by true qi and directly give the target a heavy blow.

This Dilin, how strong is it?

……

In an underground garage, Lin Yue saw the master that O'Brien was talking about.

This is a slender man with long hair and a black shirt, red shirt and black leather boots.

This man in black, about twenty-one or twelve years old, looked very cold and handsome, with a thin iron chain about the thickness of a thumb wrapped around his right arm, and a pair of eyes, very sharp.

The two symmetrical and bright colors of black and red seem to have been harmoniously unified on this man's body. The man was slender, with a handsome face with a pair of narrow and sharp eyes, and anyone who saw these eyes seemed to be able to experience a kind of indifference and loneliness.

From his cold and lonely eyes, the madness and persistence revealed are like a burning flame, capable of turning anything to ashes, making people involuntarily want to stay away from him and fear him.

At this time, he was busy in front of a scrapped Mine Star 1 tracked tank, his fingers were unusually flexible, and all kinds of maintenance tools were fluttering flexibly between his fingers, like butterflies through flowers.

Just this dazzling fancy technique can make people's eyes shine.

"Hey! Brother Dilin, it's been a long time, how are you doing? ”

Upon entering the garage, O'Brien greeted him very well.

"O'Brien, it's you, what are you doing here?"

Di Lin raised his head and leaned in front of the scrapped Mine Star self-propelled tracked cannon, his delicate hands in his pockets, and there was a coldness between his delicate eyebrows.

"I'm here because someone wants to talk to you about business."

"Not interested."

Di Lin didn't raise his head, and said coldly.

"I'm here because someone wants to talk to you about business."

"Not interested."

Di Lin didn't raise his head, and said coldly.

"It's a big deal."

"How big?"

"The whole Scorpion of Calamity."

"You're entertaining me?"

Di Lin glared at him coldly, he actually looked very delicate, but the smell of engine oil in the armory and the weapons and equipment scattered around him made his whole person a little different from usual, like a decadent artistic youth, suddenly standing next to the oil pen, no longer showing any sense of beauty, and began to look like a real soldier.

"He's not kidding."

An equally indifferent voice came, and Di Lin frowned and looked up, seeing a pair of eyes.

What kind of eyes are they...... Dillington's heart twitched.

Although these eyes don't look much different from ordinary people, the key is his eyes.

It was a cold, almost emotionless look, stared at by these eyes, as if trapped in a bottomless ice cellar, making people shudder involuntarily. And these eyes also have a slightly red pupil, which is full of evil smells.

As if noticing Di Lin's gaze, the man suddenly raised his head and smiled at him.

A smile like a cold blade appeared strangely, and Di Lin only felt an indescribable cold air, which suddenly jumped up from the soles of his feet!

"Who are you?"

His long straight purple-black hair was scattered over his shoulders, flashing in the light with a deep and demonic luster, and under the two tall eyebrows were a pair of dark purple pupils, and the bottom of his eyes as deep as a waterhole was filled with a kind of ferocity that made people shudder, and there was also a kind of solemnity like the vicissitudes of life.

In addition, the corners of his mouth were originally bent downward, giving people a sense of threat that could be angry at any time, which made people even more reluctant to enter. Generally, if you have a weaker personality, you probably don't even dare to look at him when you stand in front of him.

"My name is Sephiroth, and I'm now the deputy head of a small, insignificant little mercenary regiment."

Sephiroth smiled faintly, playing with his serpentine dagger in his hand, the black and shiny surface exuded a cold aura, the spine of the dagger towered ten black serrations, and the junction between the handle and the blade of the knife had a deep blood groove on the front and back.

Twenty centimeters of blade, thirteen centimeters of handle, the dagger body is pitch black, and a little silver light faintly emits out, as if it can be invisible. There is no luster between strokes.

"You're a killer?"

Di Lin's pupils shrank, this man gave him the feeling that it was dangerous.

It's like a cold snake that chooses people to eat.

……

No matter what the era, there will always be a profession that hides in the dark.

They are masters of darkness, butchers with bloody hands, madmen who treat death as art.

They hide in the darkness like poisonous snakes, or they can walk in the light like harmless scholars and artists, and only the moment they complete their goals, they will show their cold fangs.

They have a catch-all name: Killer!

Sephiroth is a bit obsessed with the past, although now, others can always feel the temperament that can only be honed in the sea of corpses and blood.

Although he has forgotten the past, this unique murderous aura in his body has not been wiped out by the changed life, as if it was fate, this still sharp death knife can only survive in darkness and death

"What are you here for?"

"Please join our team."

"Not interested."

"You'll be interested."

"Why me?"

"Because you're strong enough."

"That's a good reason, I'm tired of going it alone, but do you have the strength?"

Di Lin's voice was like a faint cold mist, deep in the arrogance of the sky.

"Strength?"

Sephiroth smiled slightly, and then, suddenly, without warning, he struck!

A punch of wind and thunder, the sound of air explosions was endless, and a circle of ripples visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared in the air, and the dark blue force of the air flow enveloped a huge impact force, and between the lightning and flint, it hit Di Lin's chest!

Energetic like thunder, ruthless, pace and body, flexible as a snake!

Di Lin's pupils shrank sharply, and the toes of his leather boots touched the ground, and the whole person arched and quickly retreated backwards.