Chapter 1727

————「It's Showtime」。

It's time for the show.

When such a sentence was introduced into Luo Zhen's ears, Luo Zhen's mind was suddenly stimulated, and his memory suddenly emerged.

This sentence, Luo Zhen naturally can't do without knowing.

Not only did Luo Zhen know that it was one of the most popular lines.

Although it has been about a hundred years since this incident happened, Luo Zhen's brain domain has been constantly sublimated under the influence of foreign magic, and the "virtual ether" technique is being strengthened. Even the memory sleeping in the deepest part of the brain can't remember it. Once you think about it, it will all be mined out.

Therefore, Luo Zhen clearly recalled.

Recall, in this world, from whose mouth do you often hear this line.

His name is poh.

More precisely, this is the other party's role name in the Sao.

For the players of Sao, the name is as loud as Luo Zhen and Heathcliff.

At least, for the players in the frontline strategy group.

Because he is the president of the smiling coffin of the red name guild known as the murderer's guild. He is a gifted short sword emissary. He uses the large-scale dagger named "killing friends kitchen knife" to instigate countless criminals in the Sao, and then attempts to turn Sao into a real game of death in which he can kill freely, and plot countless criminal plans and instigators behind his back Crime expert.

In the Sao, Luo Zhen once fought with this talented dagger many times. In the end, although he won many battles and kept the threat of "smiling coffin" to a minimum, and even completely eradicated it, poh, who could be the chairman of "smiling coffin", escaped under Luo Zhen's pursuit.

After that, the news of this person was completely annihilated in the world, and Luo Zhen gradually forgot the other party.

Now, Luo Zhen finally thinks of this man again, his name and the line.

And this line comes from the player in front of him.

"-"

at this moment, Luo Zhen's eyes changed.

Become as sharp as a sword.

Luo Zhen looked at the person in front of him.

"So it is..."

Luo Zhen seemed to understand something, which made him speak faintly.

"I didn't expect that you would dare to appear in front of me."

From each other's words, Luo Zhen can feel that the other side is aiming at himself.

With that line, Luo Zhen didn't know what was going on?

"Are you a remnant of the smiling coffin?"

Luo Zhen in a tone of indifference, said will let all the Sao players are shocked.

To this, the other side did not say anything, only a pair of eyes flashed red again.

They looked at each other.

The surrounding atmosphere has changed.

From heaviness to horror.

A general atmosphere that seems likely to be killed at any time diffuses from Luo Zhen and the God of death, which makes the players who are paying attention to this side hold their breath subconsciously one by one.

The same is true of poetry and mirrors.

"He... What's wrong with them?"

Shinai's eyes are already inseparable from Luo Zhen's side, and his breathing becomes a little bit short of breath.

Feeling the air atmosphere emanating from Luo Zhen and the player like the God of death, Shi Nai felt as if she smelled the smell of blood, which made her face a little pale.

I can't help but recall the poem.

Recall a long time ago, that let oneself up to now can't escape the nightmare.

The scarlet color irritates the eye mask.

The weapons in my hands are very heavy.

A corpse lay in front of Sinai.

On his face, a pair of eyes were staring, bathed in the thick blood flowing down from the eyebrows, staring at Shinai, which was full of hatred and resentment.

"Ah...!"

The poem only felt that her eyes were dark, her chest was a burst of dull pain, and her heart beat was constantly speeding up, which made her involuntarily send out a sad cry, and bent down to cover her heart with pain on her face.

"Are you... Are you ok? Poetry

The mirror reflected this and quickly held up Shinai with anxiety in her eyes.

"I... I'm fine..."

poetry is to shake his head, desperately suppress the panic emerging from his heart, and try his best to drive the nightmare like past away from his mind, but he still looks pale and his heart rate is accelerating.

If it goes on like this, the "amusphere" that detects Shinai's abnormal heart rhythm will be forced to break the line and let Shinai leave the game of GGO and return to reality."This... Can't...!"

Poetry cannot leave the world.

In this world, poetry is at least that experienced sniper, can defeat countless players, but if you return to the real world, poetry is just a weak ordinary girl.

In that case, the pain will certainly make the poem unable to raise its head any more.

Therefore, poetry must remain in this world, so as to have a trace of confidence to face this nightmare.

"Hoo... Hoo... Hoo..."

poetry is constantly adjusting its breath, in an attempt to calm the heart.

However, Shi Nai still keeps a close eye on Luo Zhen's direction and what happens there.

At this time, Luo Zhen and the uninvited remnant party are still looking at each other.

One eye is full of calm.

One's eyes are full of killing intention.

This atmosphere can no longer be described as unfriendly. It's just that fire and water can't be tolerated. Either you or I will die.

Poetry has reason to believe that these two people, let alone in the game, encounter each other in reality, they will fight.

"They... In the end..."

Shi Nai's expression is extremely uncertain.

Around the players are also the same, are looking at each other, eyes, faces gradually emerged in the changeable mood.

There was silence in the hall, and no one spoke again.

When I don't know how long it has been, the God of death just turned around and left Luo Zhen's vision without saying a word.

Luo Zhen also did not say anything more, just watched the other side leave.

The corner of the mouth, a somewhat sarcastic arc outlined.

"I didn't expect that I forgot about you. You even came to the door by yourself."

Luo Zhen chuckled.

"It's certain that" dead gun "did take part in this Bob competition and it's on me."

The player with a black cloak is not only the remnant of smiling coffin, but also the dead gun himself.

Luo Zhen confirmed this.

is just as like as two peas, and the voice they heard from Kikuoka Makotojiro's voice files is exactly the same.

In other words, the "dead gun" rumored to be able to kill people in the game is the remnant Party of the killing guild "smiling coffin" in the Sao.

The other side in the Sao has been customs clearance for a year now, again into the game, with some means, continue to kill people.

And yourself is the other party's next goal.

"Interesting."

Luo Zhen speaks to himself faintly.

"Things are starting to get interesting."

Perhaps, this time, Luo Zhen can have an unexpected harvest.

That is, clear some accounts for the past.

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