Death Inquisitor

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But Chris obviously thought too simply.

The rule of surviving five trials was merged into one, and the difficulty naturally increased by more than ten times.

So he took nearly a hundred of his men and ran into trouble after advancing less than a kilometer.

"what is that!"

Everyone stopped moving forward and stood still. It was obviously not like this before, so why did such a thick fog suddenly appear here after walking in?

That's right, what blocked Chris and others' path was a thick and unbelievable thick fog that was constantly billowing on the road ahead.

However, before they got closer to the thick fog fifty meters, they never realized that there was actually a cloud of fog here.

In other words, the fog clearly appeared suddenly.

"Boss, let's go around it. The fog is only on this road. We can just walk from the side." A white man said.

Although there are ruins next to it, walking is difficult.

But compared to the thick fog full of strange colors in front of them, they would rather spend more energy.

Chris agreed and led a group of people around the main road.

Who would have thought that the fog would move with them as they moved.

Even when they split the team into two and planned to take detours from both sides of the road, the thick fog also split into two, always blocking them.

"Fuck!"

If Chris didn't know how to curse, he would definitely raise his middle finger to the sky.

"Boss, why don't we go back?" Someone said timidly behind him, tightening his neck.

Half of the nearly a hundred people were feeling cold.

They have lived for half their lives, and when have they ever encountered such a strange situation?

"Retreat!" Unwilling to do so, Chris could only grit his teeth and give the retreat order.

However, the following time, they discovered that the thick fog was an obstacle that could not be avoided.

Because no matter which red dot they approached on the map, they would always encounter thick fog blocking their way after approaching a certain distance.

In the end, considering that the team selected for the second time might be slightly weaker, Chris brought his people back in despair.

"Boss, there is another red dot approaching us!" In a house at the west end of the city, the 13 arms dealers gathered together, and someone suddenly shouted to the middle-aged man with a beard.

"Again?" The bearded man's face changed slightly.

The team that came to them last time retreated halfway for unknown reasons. And they finally retreated to this most remote corner.

Now someone is actually trying to take advantage of them. Did they find that they are easy to bully?

Otherwise, if you don't attack those who are close, why bother looking for people like them who are hiding far away?

"Boss, I just said that our hiding was too obvious. You can tell at a glance that we are weak." A bearded subordinate said with a sad face.

He did not agree to hide so far away, and was crushed by 12:1 during the voting. It's too late to say anything now, others have already found him.

But he didn't know that Chris and the others were not having an easy time at this moment.

The moment they entered the thick fog, a light screen was projected on their respective watches, with prompts displayed on it.

"You have entered the mist of death. If you pass, you will get a cold weapon machete. If you cannot pass, you will die."

Chris swallowed and looked around the thick fog, only to find that his men could no longer be seen.

Their voices could not be heard. There was only white mist surging and rolling around, and the visibility was less than one meter.

He finally understood why anyone who wanted to attack a team had to enter this thick fog.

Because this is a blessing that the Death Judge gives to active attackers. As long as they pass through the thick fog, they can get a machete, which will naturally give them an advantage when facing those unarmed people.

In other words, Death Judge is encouraging them to actively attack others.

But the problem is, this blessing and benefit are not free. There are benefits if you pass, but if you fail, you will pay the price with your life.

So whether it is good or bad can only be judged by the wise and the benevolent.

"Go forward!"

Chris hesitated for a while, then finally gritted his teeth and took a step forward.

As he walked around, the mist rolled around him more and more violently, as if he was walking in a fairyland on earth.

He was on a straight road before he came in. And the thick fog only enveloped the main road.

So as long as nothing unexpected happens, you can keep walking forward and follow the road out of the thick fog.

But he didn't know if everything had changed after entering the thick fog. If inside the fog and outside the fog are two completely different worlds, then his plan will completely fail.

After walking about three hundred meters, Chris gave up.

He knew that there was definitely a difference between the inside of the fog and the outside of the fog, and it was definitely not that easy to leave this thick fog.

Just as he stopped, Chris heard footsteps.

To be precise, these footsteps have existed for a long time. It was only the footsteps that completely overlapped with his before that prevented him from noticing.

It wasn't until he stopped that he heard the covered footsteps.

"Who? Oksa, Bea? Is it you?" Chris' face showed a hint of joy, three points nervous, and six points

The hesitation.

Because he was not sure if the footsteps were his own or the danger in the thick fog.

Tap tap tap...

The footsteps were still ringing in a unique rhythm, but no one answered.

Chris's heart beat with the sound of those footsteps, and his blood flow accelerated.

There was a look of fear on his face.

No one answered! Is that the danger in this thick fog?

run!

Without any hesitation, Chris turned around and ran away from the sound.

The footsteps soon disappeared!

No, it was just covered up by the footsteps of Chris himself!

So when he stopped panting, he was horrified to find that the footsteps sounded in his ears again.

And the pace has obviously sped up a lot! It's like a person walking fast.

Dong dong dong...

Chris's heart also accelerated its beating speed, and his chest kept rising and falling, as if the heart inside was about to jump out.

"What's going on, my heartbeat!" Chris finally discovered the abnormality. ..

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