Death Inquisitor

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If he encountered such a monster, would he be able to survive?

Chris estimated his own strength, and then sadly discovered that he was no better than Sophia, and he also had a dead end.

But fortunately, the two previous dangers he encountered were not too severe.

After shaking his head and sighing for a while, Chris finally left Sophia's body and walked away alone.

If it were normal times, he would naturally bury Sophia. But now I can't guarantee that I can still take care of these things.

Especially since Sophia died here, maybe the danger that killed her is still lurking around.

After walking another few hundred meters, the thick fog suddenly became lighter.

Chris' face showed joy. Could it be that he was about to leave the range of the thick fog?

After looking carefully, I found that the visibility had reached about two meters.

After confirming that he was not hallucinating, Chris speeded up a bit.

The further we walked, the thicker the fog became, and the visibility also changed from two meters to three meters, four meters, five meters...

But just when he thought he could get a reward through the thick fog, and then led a group of men to kill everyone, and finally became the only lucky person to survive.

A figure as tall and tall as a pine tree appeared in the mist ahead.

Mottled leather armor, blurred face, and dots of dark red blood.

This was clearly an ancient battlefield soldier, and beside him was a bloody machete. The tip of the knife sank into the asphalt road and stood upright.

Chris stopped and his scalp exploded.

A chill surged from his tailbone to the top of his head. Could it be that he had to fight the soldiers in front of him before he could leave?

"Hold under my attack for five minutes and leave with the knife."

really! The soldier took a few steps forward and spoke in a robotic tone.

Seeing that he had no intention of using the machete next to him, Chris relaxed a little.

You don’t need a knife, and as long as you last five minutes, you should be fine, right?

"Come on!" He looked confidently at the ancient soldier in front of him, jumped up with his feet, and assumed a boxing posture.

Based on the idea that the best defense is offense, he took the initiative to attack the soldiers.

"Hit!"

Seeing that the soldier did not dodge or take a defensive posture, and opened his chest to let him attack, Chris's face flashed with joy.

The Death Judge's rule is to survive five minutes. Wouldn't it be a shame if he could defeat this soldier within five minutes?

However, when his fist landed on the soldier's chest, Chris staggered suddenly, with a look of disbelief on his face.

It actually came up short!

No! It was the soldiers who disappeared! He turned into a ball of white mist and reappeared not far away.

"Damn, the attack is completely ineffective. So he is the only one who can hit me?" There were layers of cold sweat on Chris' forehead.

No wonder the rule required that he survive for five minutes. It turned out that this soldier was transformed from the dense fog and was an invincible existence that could not be killed.

"What a terrifying and weird method. With just this move, the Death Judge can ignore any army in the world. As long as the thick fog is released around them, and then infinite ancient soldiers are transformed, they will never be killed... "A blazing look suddenly flashed across Chris's face. Who wouldn't want such an ability?

However, the ancient soldiers quickly woke him up from his crooked fantasy and told him that now was not the time for sweet dreams.

"Bang!" Chris staggered back a few steps, and there was a slight pain in the bear's mouth.

First he was a little annoyed at his carelessness, and then he was a little lucky. Fortunately, the soldier in front of him didn't seem to have much strength.

Otherwise, he would have suffered the punch just now.

"Hey, monster, haven't you eaten yet? You only have so much strength? Hahaha!" Chris taunted the soldier.

To cheer himself up, he jumped up like a kangaroo and said in a provocative manner: "I almost forgot, you are just a puppet made by the Death Judge out of fog, and you can't eat at all."

After confirming that the soldiers could not pose a threat to him, Chris became more courageous.

Uh-huh!

The puppet soldier didn't speak. He was just a low-level puppet transformed by Ye Chen using seventy-two transformations combined with white mist.

Although Ye Chen has good fighting power with the support of his magic power, he will never be wise.

Unless one day Ye Chen learns a spell that can unlock spiritual wisdom, and then helps it embark on the path of demon cultivation and become a mist demon.

Since their essence is mist, the puppet soldiers are incredibly fast and appear in front of Chris in just the blink of an eye.

Then it flashed dreamily a few times, appearing on the left, right, and behind one after another!

Kick him out from behind!

Chris stumbled forward and fell to the ground.

He cursed loudly: "Shet! How can you, this damn toy, be so fast!"

Chris, who fell into a standard dog-eating position, was quite angry. He shook his head and got up from the ground, but there was some blood at the corner of his mouth.

I don’t know if it was a scratch on my mouth or a tooth knocked out. Looking at the grinning look on his face, it was obvious that he was not feeling well.

"Wait a minute, this guy's power seems to have grown a lot just now!" Chris suddenly thought of something, and his expression suddenly froze.

"Probably not, it must be because I used my fists before, but this time I used my feet. It's normal for the feet to be stronger than the fists." Chris comforted himself.

But the soldier's attack came again, appearing in front of him at incredible speed and punching him in the mouth.

He was immediately hit hard, retreated and sat on the ground.

"Damn, I'm really getting stronger! It's so possible!" Chris' face turned extremely ugly as he rubbed the painful bear's mouth.

Because he thought of Sophia before and her sunken bear mouth.

If the current situation continues, sooner or later he will be punched in the mouth by this puppet soldier, and then he will die with his eyes open!

"Asshole! Damn Death Judge, where are you! Come out! This is not fair, why is it so difficult for just a broken knife! Don't you want us to kill each other? If this continues, everyone who enters the thick fog will How can we fight with each other when we are all dead!" Chris shouted. ..

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