Summoner of Miracles

When he heard the sound coming from behind him, Ro really stopped.

No need to turn around.

Ro really knew that there was only one person who would call himself that.

“Wait a minute! ”

The Ice Blue Girl, carrying a heavy sniper gun, ran behind Luo Jin, looking at Luo Jin's back, her face had unspeakable complexity.

Luo Zhen turned around and looked behind him and cast his eyes on the girl he was chasing.

“What's the matter? ”

Ro really provoked the frowning inquiry.

This young girl who has a disguised hatred with herself will catch up with such a complicated face. It really surprises Luo Zhen.

In fact, poetry surprised itself, wondering why it had caught up.

Poetry only knows that if you don't catch up, you will regret it.

'Cause...

“What the hell is your relationship to that stupid cloak? ”

Poetry is the question that concerns me most.

Luo Zhenzhen suddenly squeezed his eyes.

“What?” asked Ro in a tentative manner. “Do you know him? ”

“No.” The poem shook his head, "I don't know him. ”

“Don't you know him?” Ro really blinked and said helplessly: “Then why are you asking this question? You don't just care, do you? ”

“Oops...” poetry can't speak at once.

Poetry also knows its position not to ask this question.

Neither did she have anything to do with that broken cape, nor did she have anything to do with Lo Jin. The relationship could only be described as evil, and there was no reason why it should have been worth taking heart.

But in any case, poetry can't make itself uncomfortable.

When I think of the confrontation between Luo Zhen and the other side, and the atmosphere between the two, the poem feels a short breath.

That kind of atmosphere is definitely not something that can happen under normal circumstances.

That is the atmosphere that will only emerge if there is a genuine and genuine desire to kill each other and take their lives seriously.

Poetry is very clear about that atmosphere.

Because poetry is not the first time I've experienced that kind of atmosphere.

And that's what caused poetry to be a lifelong nightmare.

The reason why poetry enters the GGO and becomes a sniper is to overcome this nightmare.

In that case...

“I can't help but care about it. ”

Poetry looked directly at Luo Zhen and asked so with an expression of tension that had not existed before.

“I want to know exactly what you have to do with that stupid cloak. ”

Poetry makes arbitrary demands.

Is it irresponsible to question someone's privacy on the grounds that they can't care less in the absence of any explanation?

But poetry doesn't matter anymore.

If poetry is correct...

“Him, was that your enemy in that game before? ”

Poetry hesitates to say such a word.

Obviously, after seeing the confrontation between Rojin and the so-called broken cape in his mouth, poetry has probably guessed what's going on.

Where else in modern society is there a serious desire to kill each other?

At least, this is not possible in a society of ordinary people.

But if we go back to that incident, that's not necessarily true.

You know, it wasn't until a year ago that a definitive solution was announced, until it lasted a full two years, when 10,000 players were imprisoned in the imaginary world, involved in death games, and spent a real and delusional game time there at the expense of their lives.

And Ro is really the clearer of the Death Game, the strongest and most famous player in the Death Game, which is also well known.

In that case, the rivalry between Rojin and the other side and the terrible atmosphere can be fully explained.

That is, they were hostile to each other in SAO and for some reason wanted to kill each other.

If it was in that game, it was very likely that something like that would happen.

The poem guessed the reason for one of the seven, seven, eight, eight.

It's just...

“Doesn't seem to have anything to do with you?” Luo Zhenzhen looked directly at Poetry and said, “Do I have any trouble with him?" ”

Of course it doesn't exist.

Whether it's Lo Jin or that shitty cloak, even if the two of them are arguing about you dying, I live, or even end up together, it has nothing to do with poetry.

Troubled?

That's impossible.

That really happened, and poetry only creates the feeling that Luo Zhen, a powerful enemy who is not targeted by himself, is being robbed by others.

But if Luo Zhen and that broken cloak had indeed fought each other in SAO and seriously killed each other, Poetry would like to know one thing.

“... have you ever killed anyone in a game? ”

Poetry paused for a long time, then finally gathered the courage, stared closely at Luo Zhen and asked such a question.

And the poem was a series of strange questions, which made Luo Zhen frown and silence.

At the moment, Luo Zhen looked at the past with a look of poetry.

In the next second, Roseanne saw poetry as an exploration, determination, anticipation and a hint of unspeakable unease in her eyes.

This tells Luo Zhen that poetry is definitely no small thing to ask.

At least, this is definitely a big deal for poetry.

So Luo Zhen raised his eyecloth, and under the stare of poetry, he simply answered nicely.

“Killed. ”

A simple sentence that makes the poem breath suddenly nitrogen.

Killed.

Ro really did.

Don't say it's in the game, it's in reality, Rojin has killed a lot of people who don't know.

These people are the real enemies of Luo Zhen. They also want to kill Luo Zhen, but Luo Zhen killed them back.

Likewise, in this world, although Rojin hasn't killed anyone explicitly, when fighting members of Smile Coffin in SAO, Rojin often doesn't restrain himself and tries his best to weaken their HP.

Isn't that natural?

“If you don't kill me, it's my turn to be killed, even the one next to me. ”

Luo Zhen cast his gaze straight into the poetry is, word for word.

“So I had to kill, and I had to kill anyway, and even if I did it again, I would still choose. ”

In this way, poetry is directly penetrated inside.

“Then you...! ”

Poetry is in a state of excitement, and I really want to say something.

Unfortunately, it was interrupted.

“Poetry!” The mirror rushed out of the presidential palace, looking at the poem, and said hastily, “Why did you come out of nowhere? Your fourth round is about to begin. If you are not in the basement, you will not be transferred to the battlefield and will be considered an automatic waiver. ”

Rumor has it that the poem stopped and looked at Luo Zhen with a clear face.

Finally, Poetry turned around and left.

Not a word.

The mirror quickly followed, but before leaving, he glanced at Luo Zhen, with a strong vigilance in his eyes.

Seeing this vigilance, Luo Zhen knew that he was presumed to be the enemy of love.

“Little boy. ”

Ro really left the presidential palace, skipping his mouth, no more stopping.

In this case, the first day of the BoB competition was gradually declared over.

As a result, the list of thirty players who were able to compete in the competition came out.

Among them, Roseanne's name is in the front row, and it's still in the highest position, quite eye-catching.