Lord of the Secret Art!

"This female cultist should only be at the sixth ring. Facing a soul attack at least as high as the tenth ring, it's normal to be killed in one blow."

Flynn felt relieved when he thought of the power of the Type IV soul ring.

The Soul Ring can't kill in one hit against a high ring like Angel, but it can be called a big killer when facing a high ring below.

As long as it is hit, there is almost no possibility of survival.

"It's cheaper for you."

Flynn snorted coldly.

Turning around, he walked in one direction with an ugly expression on his face, and finally stopped.

A corpse fell on the ground, its head separated from its body, and the fear of dying remained on its face. It was the corpse of the coachman.

"Sorry, I hurt you."

With shame on his face, Flynn knelt down, wiped the driver's face, and closed the driver's eyes.

The reason why the coachman was killed was because he was affected by him and suffered an indiscriminate disaster.

I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me, which made him feel bad.

Bang, bang, bang!

The mysterious gun in the form of a rifle swept the ground repeatedly, and a pothole big enough to hold a person appeared.

"Please stay here temporarily, and I will come and take you back to Constant City later."

Moving the coachman's head and body into the pothole, Flynn dug the soil and buried them.

Although Nyume Lanka is dead, Angel is not dead.

Next, he will hunt down Angel, and he will not be able to send the coachman's body back to Constant City for the time being.

In order to prevent the coachman's body from being eaten by wild wolves, he could only temporarily bury the coachman's body.

"Soul breath perception."

Feilin activated the ring of the soul again, but this time it was not the light of the soul, but the perception of the soul breath.

Angel was attacked by the light of the black soul twice, and his body would inevitably be stained with soul breath.

With the strength of Numei Lanka's central ring, Angel should not be teleported too far, and may still be within the range of the soul ring's perception of the soul's breath.

Boo——

The invisible fluctuations are like tides, centered on the ring of the soul, and spreading around.

In front of this kind of fluctuation, all tangible objects, whether it is dense forests or low mountain rocks, cannot form an obstacle and can be passed through in one go.

"it is as expected."

For a moment, Flynn's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he quickly swept in one direction.

As he guessed, Angel was not teleported too far, he had already sensed Angel's position.

...

"There are so many powerful extraordinary items on him..."

His head was still hurting, Angel rubbed his temples.

Flynn Sox's two soul attacks made him in a very bad state.

He expected that the other party had life-saving Extraordinary Items given by the Security Bureau, but he did not expect that the other party had so many powerful Extraordinary Items on him.

"I'm afraid there's more to come than good luck to Nyume Lanka."

He successfully teleported with the help of the Bronze Gate, but Nyume Lanka failed to teleport.

Facing Ferrin Saux, who is capable of displaying high-level combat power, it is not difficult to imagine the ending of Numei Lanka.

"I'm still near Conston City, and I'm still in danger. Stay away from Conston City as soon as possible, and then contact the intelligence personnel to pass back the information on Flynn Sox."

"As for how to get rid of Felin Suokes in the future, let Mikhail have a headache."

He identified the direction and left towards the direction away from Constant City.

Although with the help of Extraordinary Items, Flynn Sox does have the strength of the high ring now, even he has suffered a defeat.

If he wanted to attack and kill Flynn Suokes, at least he had to mobilize the strong ones in the high ring. To be safe, he had to mobilize the twelve rings.

Fortunately, this kind of mission is beyond his ability, and even if there are new assassinations in the future, it will have nothing to do with him, and he doesn't need to have a headache.

"just in front."

Flynn climbed up a steep slope and looked into the distance from the steep slope.

In the distance, a small ant-like figure was moving away. Although it was already unrecognizable, he knew that the other person must be the fleeing Angel.

The reason why he was so sure was because the soul ring had detected that there was a soul breath left on the other party's body.

"Since you came to kill me, why leave in such a hurry."

Thinking of the tragic death of the coachman, Feilin's eyes revealed a cold murderous intent.

"Sniper rifle form."

He suppressed the extraordinary power fluctuations, summoned the mysterious gun in the form of a rifle from the back of his left hand, and then used the gun modification technique to transform it into the form of a sniper rifle.

Before, the distance was too short, so it was not suitable to use the most powerful sniper rifle form, but now, it is very suitable to use the sniper rifle form.

Kaka!

In less than a second, the mysterious gun in the form of a rifle turned into a sniper rifle with a length of 1.2 meters.

Now that the terrain is higher, he put the sniper rifle on the ground and aimed at Angel in the distance through the sniper scope.

Angel, who was already only the size of an ant, was magnified and became clear in the sniper scope.

boom!

Taking a deep breath, he pulled the trigger.

Accompanied by a thunderous sound, sniper rifle bullets engraved with armor-piercing ritual patterns and burst ritual patterns, which are obviously several times larger than pistol bullets and rifle bullets, jet out from the barrel at a high speed.

Far faster than pistol bullets and rifle bullets, the speed is even twice that of pistol bullets and rifle bullets, that is, a terrifying speed close to five times the speed of sound.

"not good!"

Angel, who was on his way, suddenly changed color, and Gao Huan's keen intuition made him discover the danger.

It was extremely strong and extremely dangerous enough to kill him.

Almost instinctively, he condensed the shield with blood to block the direction of danger.

However, he still suffers from endless headaches and is in an extremely bad state after receiving the Soul Ring's two blows with at least ten rings of power.

Coupled with the hasty condensation, the thickness of the blood shield is almost a big difference compared with his peak.

Boom!

The bullet from the sniper rifle hit the blood shield, and the explosion ceremony was activated, just like a high-strength bomb exploded.

The blood shield failed to form an obstacle and instantly shattered, and the powerful shock wave hit Angel behind the blood shield.

As if hit by a truck, Angel's chest collapsed slightly, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organ fragments, and flew backwards.

If he was at his peak, he would never have suffered such a serious injury in the face of such an attack. Ted Danson was an example.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

"Ahem——"

Flying dozens of meters, he hit a rock, which was full of cracks, "clicked" and shattered, and he spurted out another mouthful of blood.

"It's Flynn Sox chasing him!"

He found that the attack was a sniper bullet, which meant that it was most likely being chased by Flynn Sox.

"Ghost form."

Facing the mysterious gun, the best way to deal with it is the ghost form that can ignore physical attacks. Unfortunately, I didn't realize that the attack was a sniper bullet just now, so I chose the safest method.

Swish!

He quickly activated the ghost form, and his body turned into a ghostly blue figure.

Then, he stood up with strong support, drilled into the dense bushes with a height of two or three meters, and escaped with the help of dense bushes.

Although it changed from flesh and blood form to ghost form, the injuries it suffered would not disappear, and it was also fed back to the body in ghost form.

His movement became shaky, and he couldn't even avoid the bushes blocking his path.

Fortunately, the ghost form has no entity, and the bushes cannot hinder him.