Summoner of Miracles

Next, what Roseanne did was very simple.

With an off-road tricycle as a stepping stone, he travels quickly across the battlefield without choosing to snipe, let alone hide, but in such a bright and magnificent direction.

What direction?

Naturally, it's the direction of a player.

“Even if the Dead Gun had an optical camouflage, the satellite could not scan him at all and no one could find his location, but the rest were different. ”

“As long as I solve the rest of the players, when it's just me and him, he naturally comes out. ”

“Or, in the course of my actions, he would have to jump out. ”

Rojin, who no longer wants to play the game with Dead Gun, is ready to end the BoB tournament in the simplest and roughest way.

As a result, Luo Zhenguang sailed on the battlefield, waiting for the satellite to pass over the island before rushing in the direction of a player according to the holographic map on the receiver.

As a result, entrants to this BoB competition began to experience nightmarish treatment.

............

“Ha-ha-ha! Die!”

In a mountainous area, a player with an assault rifle was laughing and shooting wildly at a player who was out of bullets, leaving the player on the run, eventually covered by countless ballistic prediction lines, which were inevitable.

“Shit! ”

The player suddenly confessed with regret.

“Ha ha! ”

See, players with sub-machine guns laugh more proudly, just want to pull the trigger, shoot each other directly, change the protrusion.

“Boom boom...! ”

Three-wheeled motorcycles broke into the battlefield amidst roaring wheels and engine sounds.

“So... is that...? ”

The dead player opened his eyes.

“Demon Master...? ”

The player with the assault rifle looked at the teenager in the driver's seat and his face changed dramatically.

Ruozhen was riding on an off-road tricycle, watching this scene, pulling out the large revolver in his waist with no joy, pointing to the player with the assault rifle.

Ballistic predictor lines eject and fall on each other's eyebrows.

“pounds--! ”

In a loud and powerful shot, a powerful bullet broke through the sky.

“Pfft! ”

The eyebrows of players with assault rifles were pierced directly, and even their heads were smashed, leaving only a corpse with no head. They fell straight down and were eliminated on the spot.

“Dead... dead? You're dead! ”

The player who ran out of bullets could not help but rejoice when he saw his opponent shot to death.

Unfortunately, not long after, a grenade fell from the air and rolled to each other's feet, stifling the delight on their faces.

“Boo-hoo! ”

The next second, the explosion sounded so loud that the waves and smoke soared.

Rojin continues to drive his off-road tricycle and never returns to the other direction, leaving the dust behind.

............

“Ha... ha... ha... ha..."

In a desert where no one smokes, a player with a sniper gun keeps running, like a collapsed escape.

“Bastard! Son of a bitch! ”

The other party's face was twisted, his eyes were filled with hatred, and he was angry, and he was unhappy, and he was powerless.

“Boom boom...! ”

Behind it, the roaring wheels and engine sounded, causing the dust to roll up for a while.

Rozhen still drives his off-road tricycle, like Reaper, behind the sniper.

Naturally, a sniper's AGI is unlikely to be faster than an off-road tricycle and will soon be caught up.

Listen to the wheels and engines getting closer and closer behind you, the sniper is desperate and crazy.

“I fought you! Ahhhhh! ”

Understanding that he was no longer able to escape, he stopped, turned around, put up the sniper gun in his hand and yelled.

By this time, however, the off-road tricycle had reached each other's side.

“Choke ————! ”

Suddenly, the arc appeared.

“Pfft! ”

In the cracking sound, a sharp dagger curved over the sniper's throat and disappeared.

Rojin, sitting on an off-road three-wheel motorcycle, retracted the dagger and still drove in the opposite direction, leaving the player with his throat slit, eyes wide, slowly falling down.

............

That's how Rojin started his wild killing on the island.

Sometimes they break directly into each other and kill both players.

Sometimes it's time to find the shooter and sniper who are hiding in the dark and then kill them.

Sometimes, Luo Zhen's arrogant and reckless behavior leads to the opportunistic players, greeting each other with shooting and sniping, but in the end, Luo Zhen gives them a successful counterkill.

With the motorized power and receiver maps of off-road three-wheel motorcycles, Rojin solves one player after another in the most direct way, killing all sides.

Looking at Rojin like this, countless VRMMO players on the screen had to open their eyes.

“Too brutal! ”

“Really cruel! ”

“Oh, my God! What was this guy so excited about? ”

“Isn't there anyone who can stop him from dominating the battlefield? ”

“Stop what? Didn't you see the dark wind was solved? ”

“Nobody can stop him, can they? ”

“Looks like the winner of this BoB tournament is the Demon Master. ”

“Yeah.”

“It's totally inhuman. ”

A player so shush.

Really, at the same time as they opened their eyes to these players, there was no hope for the other players.

This time the winner, it seems, can only fall into the hands of Roseanne, which is what everyone thinks.

In this case, the number of entrants still in the race decreased one by one.

Without counting the use of optical camouflage for invisibility, completely unscannable Dead Gun and Poetry, of a total of 30 entrants, 13 were eliminated from each other, with the exception of players almost all killed by Rojin.

In other words, Luo Zhen alone killed an entire 14 players.

They even include dark winds.

So who else would suspect that Luo really won?

As the players say, Ro is really brutal at the moment, making people feel scared when they see it.

By the time Luo Zhen stopped, there were only two players left on the battlefield.

One is Rosen herself.

One is poetry.

Only two players can see the light on the holographic map.

There is also a player, the only survivor left.

“... is it... final...? ”

In a shadow, a man in a cloak, a skull mask with a sniper gun, looked at the only two light spots left on the holographic map that appeared on the receiver, and a pair of eyes on the skull mask flashed red light and hot air erupted around the mask.

“So... it's time to start...”

“Let me... sanction you...”

“Demon Master...”

If left behind, the cape man slowly blended into the darkness and disappeared.

Final, that's it.