Death Inquisitor

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When Wang Ze, who was hiding in the women's room, heard Jiang Chuanhe's screams, his whole body trembled even more.

It was filled with a strong stench, but now Wang Ze couldn't feel it at all. The only thing he could still feel was fear.

Extremely scared... That feeling of suffocation made him extremely uncomfortable both mentally and physically.

He was now in a very contradictory situation, because he couldn't bear the pain in his heart, so he even hoped that he would just die in the hands of the Death Judge.

But he was not willing to die like this. And the reason why he is afraid is not because he is afraid of death.

With this mentality, Wang Ze didn't stay for more than a minute, and he felt as if he had been waiting here all day.

"Dip...dip..."

A slight sound of water came from above Wang Ze's head. He looked up tremblingly and saw that the female ghost he thought did not appear. It was just that the water pipe above his head began to leak, and water dripped on the cement wall. superior.

The sound was very small, but in such silence, it seemed very clear.

"Dip...dip...dip..."

The water dripped more and more rapidly, and Wang Ze felt that water had splashed on his body. The greasy feeling made him very uncomfortable.

He subconsciously touched his neck that was splashed with water. When he put his hand in front of his eyes again, his entire face became extremely pale.

His palms had turned blood red, and the liquid splashing on his neck was not blood!

"ah!"

Wang Ze, who was extremely frightened, did not dare to waste any time, and immediately started running with all his strength like crazy.

After rushing out of the toilet, he walked a few steps along the corridor when he found a door in front of him.

He opened the door without any hesitation. He didn't even expect that when he came here just now, he didn't see any door in the corridor.

After opening the door, the strong light emanating from inside prompted him to close his eyes involuntarily.

Before he could react, he felt that his whole body was entangled with something, and then he was pulled closer to the door before he could even scream.

"Bang!"

When the door closed, it simply disappeared.

Wenshan ran to the end of the corridor, and he didn't think clearly about where he should hide, especially after he heard the screams, his emotions began to be out of control.

He stuck his head out of the window. This was the fifth floor. When he looked down, he was sure that if he jumped, he would definitely fall to death, and he didn't want such a thing to happen to him.

Just when he was about to retract his head, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing, and then a figure fell from the top of his head to the ground.

How could a person who fell from the rooftop still be alive?

Under Wenshan's extremely horrified eyes, he saw the "person" who was supposed to be dead slowly stood up again, but his entire body had been deformed, and all his hands and feet were broken.

The neck and head are also twisted out of shape, making it impossible to recognize it as a person at first glance.

But even under such circumstances, that "person" waved and greeted Wenshan.

Wen Shan was frightened to the point of confusion. When he saw the "person" waving to him, he immediately retracted his head and turned around.

As a result, when he looked back, he found an open door standing behind him, with orange light emitting from it.

Before he could figure out what was going on, a ball of long black hair suddenly flew out from the door, then entangled him and pulled him in.

Qian Feng stood on the balcony of the girls' dormitory with a look of despair. He was the person who had watched the live broadcast of death the most, and naturally he was also the person who knew the death trial best. He knew clearly what the death trial he was facing was. How terrifying.

Therefore, when he received the death notice on the street, he had no hope at all. The reason why he still persists until now is just because he is afraid of death, so he still persists.

But after he heard the screams of the other three people one after another, he really felt that there was no hope at all.

Ye Chen looked at the appearance of his hindquarters on the screen, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. If he had known this, why would he have done it in the first place? Now he seems to be full of regret, but how could the sins he had committed be washed away so easily? .

Qian Feng had already heard the footsteps behind him, so after gritting his teeth, he jumped down neatly. He would rather commit suicide than continue like this.

In his opinion, he was going to die anyway, so he might as well choose a way to die that he wanted.

Unfortunately, while he was still in the air, an open door appeared on the ground, pointing directly at Qian Feng.

Qian Feng was in mid-air, trying to change the direction and throw himself to death, but there was no place he could use his strength.

But in just a split second, he fell into the door.

When he regained consciousness again, he found that he had been tied to the chair, and everything in front of him

They all exuded light and seemed very unreal.

The other three people, who happened to be in the same row as him at this time, were also tied to chairs.

Qian Feng tried hard twice, only to find that the chair was fixed to the ground and he couldn't move at all.

An invisible force enveloped all four of them. "Judge of Death!" Qian Feng roared loudly: "What exactly do you want to do to us?"

Ye Chen coldly spit out two words from his mouth: "Judgment!"

As he finished speaking, the light in the entire space became more intense, and the four of them also felt an indescribable pain from this light.

It was as if red-hot iron was pressed against their bodies.

"ah!"

Green smoke rose into the sky, and their bodies began to gradually melt away. At this time, their shadows that had disappeared appeared again.

This time their shadows directly entangled them, and then began to shrink little by little. Under such endless torture, their souls and bodies gradually disappeared from this world...

"Ding, the trial is completed, Jiang Chuanhe, the fear value is 782, and the despair value is 613."

"Wang Ze, the fear value is 632 and the despair value is 898."

"Wenshan, the fear value is 712 and the despair value is 617."

"Qian Feng, the fear value is 779 and the despair value is 925."

"Under comprehensive evaluation..."

"Ding, Death Judge Ye Chen has received an S-level evaluation, a reward of 8,000 points, 2,000,000 cash, and a permanent skill: Great Destruction!"...

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