Summoner of Miracles

The news from Dyne is undoubtedly good news.

At least for those present.

“That's wonderful! ”

“With poetry, we must be able to snipe faster than anyone! ”

“That's right! ”

“Awesome!”

The squadrons got excited one by one.

Even poetry is a rare leap in the heart.

Because that's what she wants most.

“Are you sure no one will do it until the sniper's first sniper? ”

Poetry is confirmed to Dyne.

“I'm sure. ”

Dain nodded heavily.

Poetry is the corner of the mouth.

If that's the case, then you don't have to worry about Ro being robbed by someone else.

Prior to the first sniper, poetry had a chance to win against Rojin.

As long as she is able to snipe, this time it will be a victory for Poetry.

“We all depend on you. Please, be successful. ”

Dayne ordered it.

“I know.”

The poem goes back in one sentence and reappears in front of the sniper gun.

“The rest are on standby before the first sniper, remembering that they must not be exposed, let alone fired, until the first sniper. ”

Dyne turned to the rest of them and ordered them to get up.

““ ““ Understood! ” ” ” ”

The four players responded immediately.

Everyone immediately retreated behind the shield, lowering their voices, hiding their shapes, and completely eliminating their presence.

At the same time, the players who were ambushing each other seemed to have received the same orders, hidden away and hard to spot again.

The entire Marion Valley suddenly became extremely quiet, with no one making a sound.

All players are looking around, more at the path below, trying to figure out the enemy.

The same is true of poetry, which, through the scope, has been looking in front of the channel.

Not long after...

“Coming!”

As a member of the enemy was constantly searching behind the rocks with tactical telescopes, the scene was immediately filled with tension again.

Poetry was similarly vibrating and rushed into an ambush position, placing his face close to the high magnification scope of the sniper gun and seeing the far reaches of the channel.

There, a strange and familiar figure gradually appeared, imprinted with poetic curtains.

Similar to poetry, the tiny figure slowly walked this way, letting his clothes sway in the wind.

Poetry can see that the other person wears a tactical suit that looks simple but smells sophisticated. There is a long overcoat and a rifle on his shoulder. Like a warrior of a wind and dust servant, he can't help but look at it and be attracted by the excessively strong presence on his body.

A lot of people have seen screenshots online, seen the character appearance of the target, so it's immediately clear that the other person, is exactly who they're waiting for.

“Finally? ”

Dyne whispered that.

“Is that Master Luo Jin? ”

“It's the first time I've seen it...”

“I had no idea he was getting such a rare character virtual. ”

“People's accounts have been playing since SAO, and they definitely get rare character virtuals. ”

One member of the squadron pressed down his voice and conversed.

Poetry is concerned with the rest.

“He seems to have changed his gear again...”

Over the past few days, Poetry has been paying attention to Luo Zhen and has seen a screenshot of Luo Zhen every day from the internet to find out what kind of equipment he is wearing.

For example, on the first day of GGO, when he came out of the circle, Luo Zhen was still wearing a field uniform, and now he changed into a very unusual tactical suit. Obviously, his uniform had been replaced and made better.

No wonder.

“How is it possible to get so many trophies from previous players that you've been hunting outside for so long, coupled with the ability to RMT, without changing gear? ”

Dyne also confirmed this on the telescope, not worried, but laughed happily.

“But the better his gear, the more we make, the harder we can make, even if he puts one down. ”

Even though he was timid and lacked courage, Dyne was the eighteenth place in the last BoB competition, and his eyes were still strong.

Others may not be able to confirm it, but Dyne can be sure that every piece of equipment on Roseanne's body is worth more than 1M.

That is, Luo Zheng's equipment, any one of which gets a million starts.

This is naturally a great thing for a hunter who wants to get his gear.

The rest of the players are happy too.

“This is really a big fish. ”

“I heard The Demon sold a lot of gear in Glockenley a while ago and made a lot of money. That money must have been used to buy this outfit, right? ”

“All the equipment he sold fell off the players he killed, and now we're just getting it back. ”

“Look, the guys around me got excited and couldn't wait. ”

Four members of the squadron whispered.

And as they said, all the players who were ambushed around also discovered more or less the preciousness of Luo Zhen's equipment, and now they are all excited to make some disturbances.

Only poetry, looking at the gradual coming of Luo Zhen, could not help but flash a little doubt in his heart.

(If he already possesses such a high-ranking piece of equipment, why is he still carrying only one rifle?

Only the Rifle looked exceptionally low-end and could be bought from the arms store.

Why would you use a rifle from an arms store if you had the ability to equip yourself with such advanced equipment?

Poetry is confusing.

But no one else noticed that.

“Okay, shut up. The target is only about two thousand two hundred meters from where we are. Get ready to move. ”

Dayne talks to everyone.

“As I said before, all of us stand by, poetry is ready for sniping, and the timing of the sniping is up to you. It's best to succeed, but if we fail, we rush over and fire in the first place, okay? ”

Dyne gave instructions.

““ ““ Understood! ” ” ” ”

Four team members responded successively.

“Understood.”

The poem is equally brief and then puts the right eye back on the scope again.

Looking at the approaching figure, the poem began to calm down by pressing down the inner excitement, excitement and exhilaration.

From now on, poetry must continue to fight alone against pressure and loneliness as a sniper.

A bullet fired by itself will have a significant impact on subsequent battlefields.

All you can rely on is your fingers and a sniper gun in your hand.

Shino's hand slipped past the giant barrel on the scaffold.

The icy, cold breath of black metal immediately passed to the poet.

By holding the gun in his hand, Poetry's heart quickly calmed down.

Confidence, begins to emerge.