Lord of the Secret Art!

"It's such a place..."

After observing for a while, Flynn understood what kind of place No. 41 Krebbe Street was, and a strange look appeared on his face.

It's not good for Dragon's Evil to choose a place, but he chose such a place to establish a stronghold.

Even though it is a cult organization, it is still a mysterious force after all, and has the pride of being an extraordinary person. How could it choose such a place to establish a stronghold?

However, he soon figured it out.

It is actually very smart for Dragon's Evil to hide its stronghold in such a place.

This kind of place will be open day and night, and it will not seem strange whether people come in and out no matter day or night.

It will not attract attention, and it is a very suitable place to hide as a stronghold.

It's just that the cultists of Dragon's Evil may not be able to avoid hearing strange voices every day. After all, as Extraordinary people, their eyes and ears are extremely sharp.

Of course, it is also possible that they themselves are frequent visitors, and they themselves are the makers of the strange sounds.

"When Enzo was interrogated before, he didn't know that this stronghold would be such a special place, and he didn't ask about the hiding place of the Dragon's Evil stronghold."

"In order to confirm the specific place where the Dragon's Evil Cultists are hiding and whether to evacuate, it is necessary to enter and investigate!"

In a state of invisibility, Flynn walked past two women with heavy makeup and entered No. 41 Kreber Street through the main entrance.

In front of the eyes is a hall with reception staff. When someone enters, the reception staff will guide them to a private room. It is not difficult to imagine what happened afterwards.

Flynn searched floor by floor, looking for where the Dragon Sinister cultists were hiding.

However, when he searched all three floors, he didn't see anyone who could cause the panel to respond.

"No?"

Flynn was a little surprised, the panel could respond to the cultists, but there was no one who could cause the panel to respond, that is to say, he did not encounter cultists who practiced sorcery.

"No, I'm afraid it's hidden somewhere, and I missed it."

Flynn went down from the third floor and began to search again.

This time, he focused on pushing his hearing to the limit, and even put his ears against the wall above the door to listen, and suddenly "various" sounds came into his ears.

No third floor.

No on the second floor.

The first floor... In a remote corner on the first floor, Flynn noticed something unusual.

It was a closed door. He put his ear against the door and concentrated on listening. He heard a faint voice, and there was obviously someone behind the door.

It just seems to have undergone sound insulation treatment and has an excellent sound insulation effect.

Even if he has excellent hearing, he has to put his ears on the door to hear the sound behind the door.

"It should be here!"

Flynn thought to himself.

The stronghold of Dragon's Evil should be behind this door. He suspected that there should be a relatively wide space behind this door, otherwise it would be impossible to accommodate as many as twenty people.

"There are still people inside, they probably didn't notice the abnormality and evacuated!"

Felin felt that the Dragon's Evil stronghold probably didn't notice any abnormalities, and if they did, it's impossible for there to be people inside.

"Although the Necklace of Concealment can make you invisible, it can't go through walls, so you can only monitor it here!"

In a state of invisibility, Felin stood guard in front of the door, monitoring the movement of the cult members of the Dragon's Wrath inside.

The hidden stronghold of Dragon's Evil that leads to behind the door.

"It's really cool to drink like this!"

A long-haired, slender and strong man sat on a sofa in a bold posture, holding a red wine bottle in his hand, took two gulps, and let out a cheerful cry, obviously in a good mood.

On the two sofas next to him, there are two people, a man and a woman.

The man has a tall figure, wears a jacket and trousers that resemble a suit, and has twisted or deep scars on his face.

The woman is wearing a tight black leather jacket that can show a good figure, and her lips are painted with black lipstick.

Both of them were in a good mood just like the long-haired man.

"Master Bogdan has become extraordinary, and the organization is now a large force. Now let's see which sect dares to underestimate us."

The tall and tall man, Simone Vegasola took a big gulp from his red wine glass and said proudly.

Extraordinary, this is a rigid standard to measure whether an organization is qualified to be called a large power.

Without superpowers like Chaofan, no matter how many high rings or even twelve rings, it is not enough to be called a large force.

In the past, although Dragon's Evil had a profound background and the level of the high ring had surpassed the medium-sized forces, but because there were no extraordinary reasons, it would always be looked down upon by other large sects.

Now that Dragon's Sin is born extraordinary and has become a large-scale force, even a large sect is not qualified to see them clearly.

"This is not the end. Under the leadership of Lord Bogdan, the sect will inevitably give birth to a second or even a third extraordinary..."

Shadia Ibrain, a woman in black leather, took a sip of red wine with her black seductive lips, and said with adoration in her eyes.

"That's right, under the leadership of Lord Bogdan, the sect will surely become stronger, respect to Lord Bogdan!"

The long-haired man Craig Feigen raised the red wine bottle in his hand and said with respect.

"My lord Bogdan!"

"My lord Bogdan!"

Simeone and Shadia both raised their red wine glasses and said with respect.

"Enzo has already gone to other cities to develop new believers and establish strongholds. We must not lag behind. Next, we need to vigorously develop believers and strengthen strongholds."

Putting down the wine bottle, Clegg said with a smile.

"That's right, we can't lag behind him."

Mentioning the name Enzo, both Simeone and Shadia looked a little unnatural.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if they are sent abroad to develop strongholds in other cities, if they succeed, they will definitely receive generous rewards.

But such a rewarding task fell on Enzo, and both of them were a little bit dissatisfied.

In terms of seniority, which one of them is not older than Enzo, and which of them is not stronger than Enzo in terms of strength?

Why did Enzo compete to win the two of them, and get the rewarding task of being sent to other cities to develop strongholds.

The two looked at each other, and finally Shadia asked.

"Master Clegg, why did you entrust Enzo, the youngest among us, with this assignment?"

"I thought you wouldn't ask."

Clegg picked up the red wine bottle and took a few sips, with a half-smile on his face.

"If it were either of the two of us, we would naturally have no objections, but it is Enzo who has the most junior qualifications. We really can't figure it out."

Having already said it, Simeone also said it.

"I believe in your abilities, but this assignment was directly assigned by the sect."

Craig shook his head.

"Directly appointed by the sect, does Enzo have a relationship with the high-level sect?"

Both Shadia and Simeone couldn't help but look surprised.