Killing the werewolf monster, even though Felindang wanted to chase down the cultist who had been on the run for a while, but at this moment.

"Ding, contact mystery, mystery points plus 2.8."

Words appeared and disappeared quickly before his eyes.

Seeing the hint from the panel, his body suddenly tensed, and he looked around on guard.

Previously, this was the case when he was ambushed by a shadow monster, and it was likely that new monsters were lurking around, ready to sneak up on him.

However, after waiting for about half a minute, there was still no sneak attack, and he gradually realized that something was wrong.

"Huh......?"

He looked around vigilantly, wondering as his gaze swept over the werewolf monster corpse.

I saw that next to the corpse of the werewolf monster, a wolf tooth separated from the corpse of the werewolf monster and fell to the ground, and the color was actually silver.

When he fought the werewolf monster before, he was sure that the werewolf monster didn't have silver teeth, how could this tooth turn silver?

"Is it a mysterious material? No, it could be a curse! ”

Speculation 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, it is possible to produce something that is tainted with a mysterious material or a curse, and this wolf tooth is likely to be a mysterious material or a curse.

Since joining the Security Agency, he has slain a total of eleven monsters, and now he is finally lucky enough to encounter an extraordinary trait transfer.

"The Eye of Identification."

He picked up the silver wolf fang, activated the Eye of Identification, and his right eye turned blue, and the introduction of the silver wolf fang appeared.

Type: Cursed

Name: Mad Fang

Grade: Type I

Extraordinary ability: After use, the body can go berserk, turn into a werewolf, and gain a werewolf-like physical fitness and sense of smell.

Side effects: During use, it will lose its rationality and turn into a wild beast.

Side effects after weakening: can remain rational, but is irritable, easily angry, and has a tendency to violence.

"It's a curse!"

Seeing the introduction of the Silver Wolf Fang, also known as the Crazy Fang, Fei Lin was a little pleased.

Stained with mysterious materials and cursed things, the latter is obviously more valuable.

"And it has the extraordinary ability I need most now!"

Because of the shadow monsters and werewolf monsters, the cultists have been on the run for a long time, and Fei Lin is not sure that he can track down the cultists.

Now, the werewolf sense of smell, one of the extraordinary abilities of this cursed object, has greatly increased his confidence.

The side effects of the weakened eye after the identification eye are also acceptable.

Although he may be irritable, it is enough to remain sane and not go crazy and turn into a monster that has lost his mind.

"Fangs of Madness!"

Holding the Mad Fang, Fei Lin immediately used the Mad Fang.

Thick black hair grew on his face, and his eyes turned blood-red.

His body grew stronger, holding his clothes tightly that had fitted him.

His hands and feet are full of claws.

The shoes on his feet were pierced by the sharp claws that grew, and four holes appeared, and they were completely scrapped.

As a result of the side effects, he became irritable and tore his broken shoes fiercely.

The nose sniffed, and found a breath different from the shadow monster and the werewolf monster, and quickly chased after the smell.

The speed is extremely fast, and it is like jumping for several meters in one step.

Where he stepped on, snow splashed, and a "peng" sound was heard.

"It's already dawn, there must already be people working on the street, as long as I cross this alleyway and blend in with the crowd of people going to work, I can get rid of the tracking!"

In the middle of an alleyway, the man with a gloomy face, that is, Jinke White, was shaken, and forcibly squeezed his physical strength from his tired body, and his running speed couldn't help but be faster.

Soon, he ran to the entrance of the alleyway, and could already see passers-by walking on the street outside the alleyway.

He steadied his breath and stepped out, ready to blend in and get out of the track.

But at this moment.

Smack!

Behind him, a clawed hand appeared, grabbed him by the neck, and dragged him back into the alleyway.

"Woo-"

The sudden change made him panic, and he was about to get rid of the track, but he didn't want to be caught up at the last moment.

The neck was pinched and he couldn't make a sound, he struggled hard, and his hands pulled at the hand that was holding his neck, trying to pull it away.

But the evil art he practiced to create a shadow monster, and the extraordinary ability he possessed was to create a monster like a shadow monster, and his physical enhancement was limited, and although his strength was stronger than that of ordinary people, it was obviously inferior to the owner of his hand.

The hand that grabbed him by the neck was like an iron tong, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it away.

He was carried into the depths of the alleyway.

The hand that was dragged deep into the alleyway and grabbed his neck finally let go, but it wasn't what he wanted.

The owner of the hand lifted him up and threw him violently, and his body flew into the air, quickly slamming into the wall of the house next to the alleyway.

Boom!

With a muffled thud, he slammed into the wall.

The walls were smashed to the point of falling debris and nearly collapsed.

There was a sharp pain where his body collided with the wall, his bones were probably cracked, and his head was even more dizzy.

He struggled to raise his head and look at his attacker.

I saw that the attacker had claws on his hands and feet, his face was covered with hair, and his eyes were scarlet.

"Werewolf Monster...... No, it's not that werewolf monster! ”

At first glance, he thought it was his own werewolf monsters, and he didn't understand why the werewolf monsters attacked him in a frenzy.

But soon, he rejects this judgment.

The color of the werewolf monster's hair is white, while the color of the monster's hair in front of you is black.

In a state of using the fangs of madness, Felin's mood became unusually irritable, and there was a strong desire to destroy in his heart.

I want to see blood, I want to tear the body of the cultist in front of me in the most bloody and violent way, and kill the cultist in front of me.

Fortunately, he still has rationality now, knowing that the cultist in front of him is an important clue and cannot be killed, at least not now.

Bang –

Jinke White struggled to get up, and before he could get up, he dodged close to Jinke White.

A kick on Jinke White stepped on Jinke White and stepped Jinke White back to the ground, who was about to get up.

"Ahem!"

Pressed the chest with one foot, Jinke White almost fainted with breath, coughing in pain, breathless, and his face turning blue.

Bang –

Sensing that if he continued like this, the cultist would most likely die, Ferrin let go of his foot.

Even so, now that he is in a violent mood, after closing his feet, he still subconsciously kicked this cultist, kicking this cultist to the point that he almost held his breath again.

He crouched down and reached for the pocket of the cultist's clothes.

Just now, when he was approaching this cultist, the panel prompted that he would get 2.2 mystery points by contacting Mystery.

This cultist, who is clearly a human and not a monster, will cause a panel reaction, presumably with a curse on it.

The cursed thing is dangerous, and it is entirely possible for this cultist to turn the tables with the cursed thing, so you can't give this cultist a chance to use the cursed thing, and you have to take the cursed thing away in advance.

However, after groping through all the pockets of the cultist, he found nothing but some money.

"Where do you hide the curse?"

His eyes were fierce, and he asked the cultist viciously.

"Ahem, I didn't ...... Cursed Things. ”

Jinke White said with some trouble breathing.

"Dare to quibble."

Hearing this cultist's quibble, Fei Lin, who was now in a violent mood, was immediately enraged and kicked the cultist fiercely, and the cultist was immediately kicked and snorted.

"I ...... My Lord swears, I have ...... There really is no such thing as a curse. ”

Cold sweat flowed from the pain, and Kink White said bitterly.

"Still trying to lie to me?"

Felin's emotions ignited like a powder keg.

Could the hints given by the panel still be wrong?

Even now, this cultist is still dishonest and simply doesn't know whether to live or die.

He summoned the power he possessed now in his werewolf state and stomped hard into the cultist's leg.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the cultist's leg was unnaturally twisted, and it was a broken bone.

"Ah...... I don't really have a curse......"

Jinke White screamed in pain, tears streaming down his cheeks from the pain.

He wasn't lying, there really wasn't anything cursed about him.

He really didn't understand, why did this person insist that there was something cursed on him?

"Is there really not?"

Fei Lin was puzzled.

In such a situation, the other party still refuses to say, is there really no curse on the other party?

But how could the panel go wrong?

He was aware of his irritability, and knew that it was affected by the side effects of the Mad Fang.

With the weakening of the Eye of the Three-Ring Identification, it still has such side effects, if it were not for the weakening of the Eye of the Three-Ring Identification, he is afraid that he will really lose his mind and become a mad beast.

"Lift!"

The cultist in front of him should not pose a threat, he removed the use of the fangs of madness, the werewolf characteristics on his body disappeared, and the irritable mood disappeared.

While guarding this cultist, he searched the cultist's whole body.

I searched all over my body, but there was really nothing.

"How can you make a panel react without a curse?"

He frowned as he stared at the cultist who couldn't stand up because of a broken leg.

Now out of that state of being easily angry, he couldn't help but think that when he first encountered Ariel. When Soto was a cultist, the panel also reacted.

Originally, he thought that the other party had a curse on his body, but now it seems that the other party is likely to have no curse on his body like the cultist in front of him.

"Why is it that the Cultist is able to elicit a reaction from the panel, but the Mystic can't?"

He had come into contact with many mystics in the Security Bureau, but none of them were able to make the panel react.

Based on this, he thought that the mystery that could make the panel react could only be two inhuman things: weird and cursed.

But now it seems that this is not the case, and cultists who practice evil arts can make the panel react.

"What is the commonality between cultists, weird, and cursed things who practice evil arts?"

What can be determined now is that the panels can react to the cultists, weird, and cursed things that practice sorcery.

There must be some kind of commonality between the three, and it is this commonality that allows the panel to react to them.

"Looks like it's been settled here!"

Suddenly, a voice that did not belong to Fehrin and Jinke White sounded in the alleyway.

"Who'......?"

Felin turned his head abruptly and looked in the direction the voice was coming from.

It was dangerous that the owner of the voice was so close to him that he didn't even notice it.

Fortunately, the owner of the voice does not seem to be the enemy, otherwise, it would be dangerous.

From the depths of the alleyway, a man stepped out.

The man was dressed in a thick black trench coat with brown hair parted diagonally.

There is a faint abnormal blue color on the face and exposed skin.

He said with a friendly look.

"Sox, although we haven't greeted each other, you should recognize me, I'm Jonas Olsson."

"It turned out to be Captain Olsson."

Fei Lin naturally recognized the man in front of him.

Jonas Olsson, one of the three captains of the Constance City Security Service.

Before that, he had no contact with the other party, no friendship, and certainly no grudges.

However, when Lindy applied for him to be a Type II alchemy item stand-in puppet, he was blocked by the other party.

It's not that he unknowingly offended the other party somewhere, but that the other party committed "red eye disease", and he also fell in love with a stand-in puppet, after all, this is an alchemy item that is as precious as Type III.

Don't look at this alchemy item without any combat power, but at a critical moment, it may save his life and give him an extra life.

For such a thing, the other party can't help but blush even if he is a captain-level figure.

"You have discovered the traces of the cultists, and you have also captured a cultist, and you have made meritorious contributions again this time."

His gaze swept over Kinder White, and Jonas Olsson smiled, looking happy for Felin.

"I was just lucky."

Felin said.

If it weren't for Julie's knowledge that Jonas Olsson had prevented him from getting a stand-in puppet, he would have been deceived by the other party's friendly appearance and smile.

As for now, it is naturally impossible.

This kind of person who is in front of one thing and one behind the other must not have deep friendships.

"Do you need me to help you stun him?"

Jonas Olsson asked very familiarly.

"Then it's hard work."

Fei Lin "readily" agreed, and it would be best if the other party was willing to help.

He had never learned martial arts, so it was difficult to control the force of the percussion, and if the force and direction of the percussion were not right, he would probably knock the cultist to death.

Snort –

Seeing that Ferrin agreed, Jonas Olsson held out his index finger.

At the tip of his index finger, a vine with leaves suddenly came out, and the tip of the vine was sharp, like the fangs of a poisonous snake.

In Jinke. Before White could react, he had already stabbed Jinke. White.

The stabbed Kinder White was powerless to resist, his body went limp, and he fainted.