Distance?
Twelve kilometers.
What about other directions?
Safe.
In the state of spiritual resonance, the communication process between the two was simplified. As long as Andrea had a question, she could immediately get the answer. It could even be said that the one answering her was not Sylvie, but herself.
After getting rid of the initial discomfort, all that was left was freedom and carefree — she had already fallen in love with this kind of feeling. Whether it was the sight of a thousand miles in a single glance or the merging of consciousness with Sylvie, it made her perception even broader, as if even the world had come alive.
She wondered what it would feel like to resonate with Her Highness Tilly.
"Flight team communication, this is Lightning. Ark team, can you see me? "At this time, Lightning's voice came from the other pair of Sigil of Listening.
Andrea focused her mind and pulled her vision back. "Found you."
"How about this height?"
"It should be no problem. Just find a cloud and hide."
"Understood."
"Coo."
Throughout the entire sniper battle, Lightning and Maggie would be responsible for the final remedial work. Once they failed to achieve an effective kill, or the number of enemies exceeded their expectations, they would dive down from the top of the enemy's head and complete the final blow at close range. When the little girl dived at full speed, her speed was almost three times that of a Devilbeast. With Maggie's unexpected transformation ability, the success rate was almost 100%.
But this trick could only be used once.
If there were other demons on the battlefield, they could only choose to retreat.
Of course, Andrea did not even consider letting them take action.
She had enough confidence in her ability.
Every shot was her pride as an archer, and it was also the trump card that defeated Ashes with her own strength.
She wanted to let these little girls see what real professionalism was.
Six kilometers.
Sylvie's voice sounded again.
Ah, I'm aiming for it.
Andrea closed her eyes and made her vision disappear completely. Then she focused all her attention on the first target.
Five kilometers was not the limit of the range, nor was it the limit of her ability, but her personal limit. In theory, as long as the target was within the killing range of the bullet, she would be able to hit it. But the upper limit of her magic power limited her performance, so she could not really achieve this.
If she used up all her magic power in one shot, a witch would also fall into a coma.
Five kilometers could be said to be the best result after repeated tests.
With the help of her will, the magic power in her body gushed out and enveloped her whole body. Soon, the imaginary guide line appeared and connected to the Devilbeast, which was unaware of it.
It was difficult to connect this silver thread-like line with the trajectory of the bullet. It was too distorted. At first, it looked like an arch bridge, pointing straight to the empty sky. Then, as the distance increased, it became an undulating polyline.
That's right, it was a broken line. This was the first time Andrea had seen such a trajectory since she got her hands on the anti-Devilbeast sniper rifle. It was constantly changing its shape. The middle part of the line was almost fluttering in the wind, like a strand of broken spider silk. The only difference was that the end of the trajectory was always fixed on the target.
She had asked His Majesty about it, but His Majesty's answer was somewhat unexpected.
He said that this ability could not be regarded as aiming, because aiming could not predict the things that had happened but had yet to happen. After the bullet left the chamber, its speed would continue to decrease, and the impact of the external environment would increase. For example, a crosswind could cause the bullet's landing point to deviate by more than a hundred meters. Therefore, even the most accurate scope could not guarantee a perfect shot.
When the distance was extended to five kilometers, even a perfect shot became a luxury.
"Then what is my ability?" She asked at that time.
"It's coin guessing." It seemed that Roland had been waiting for her to ask this question. Although it was a little mysterious, she did not dislike it. "If the external conditions are completely the same, then the result will also be fixed. Think about it, as long as you shoot, the bullet will definitely fall somewhere. Then how can you make it fall on the enemy's head? It's like tossing a coin in the sky, and you can pick the one that stands up in advance. " "Are you sure?
"Are you sure? But I can't always get the card I want when I play cards … "
"Ahem, these two things are not the same thing. Anyway, do you want to become stronger? There may be a subject that can greatly enhance your ability. "
"Really? What is it? "
His Majesty smiled. "Probability Theory. "
"If conditional probability is to analyze the joint impact of different conditions on the result, then your ability is to turn these conditions into constants or simply erase them. Such an ability can be said to have unlimited potential, as long as you can completely master it. Until now, Andrea still clearly remembered the scene when His Majesty handed her the book with a smile.
At that time, she was also quite excited, as if a supreme smooth road was slowly unfolding in front of her, and today was the day to surpass the transcendents!
However, this feeling only lasted until the evening. After she opened the Theory of Probability, Lin Sanjiu was shocked.
What!
This is not something a normal person can understand at all!
"Click —"
At the moment when the silver line blended into the background of the world, Andrea pulled the trigger.
The roar that was far louder than a bolt rifle hit her chest like a hammer. The flame flashed, and a huge impact arrived at the same time as the airflow. The butt of the gun retreated uncontrollably, and then hit her shoulder. But the multiple soft cushioning coatings on the butt of the gun helped her to absorb most of the force, and the cushioned gun frame further dispersed the impact to the whole body. Before the dust settled, she was ready for the second shot.
Then strange magic power flowed into Andrea's body.
Everything went as planned in the drill. Except for the witches who were necessary for the sniper and Maggie, the others could provide magic power for her to complete the shot, including the combat witches who were responsible for protection.
"How did it go? Did you hit it?" everyone asked with concern.
After all, this shot would determine the success or failure of this mission.
"The bullet will fly for a while," Andrea replied confidently. "But it has hit."
That's right, just as His Majesty said.
She had already chosen the lucky coin that was bound to go up among thousands of coins.
Even though Sylvie could not see the bullet, she could still silently tell the life of the bullet. After flying for four kilometers, the bullet's altitude was already lower than the flying altitude of the demons. Although its speed was still terrible and lethal, its aim was too far off. At this rate, it would only plunge into the mud.
However, a strong wind would change everything. Like a bird riding on the wind, or a tile brushing against the water surface, the bullet flew high again, followed the direction of the wind, bypassed the two demons in front, and then drilled into the belly of the Devilbeast from the side.
After the second shot, Andrea did not rush to prepare for the next shot. Instead, she fixed her eyes on the Devilbeast at the end of the line — her first target.
"Bang," she said softly.
The next moment, the Devilbeast trembled violently, and a cloud of blood sprayed out from its back. A large mass of internal organs slid out, and its belly deflated at a speed visible to the naked eye. The demon riding it was cut in half, its upper body tossed high into the air, and the mist inside the jar sprayed everywhere.
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