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Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death

Jack transmigrated to a parallel world and locked on to a Judge System that provided rewards for punishing evil. Hence, an Adjudicator of Death who stood above the law was hence born. A livestream channel named Deathstream Channel hence appeared in various major livestream platforms, with a judge’s pen and a Death Notice sent to every criminal. *** [Name: Mogul] [Gender:Male:] [Age:45] [Job: CEO of Mogul Group] [Crime: Brutal killing of children] [Punishment:Decapitation] [Name:Natalie ] [Gender:Female ] [Age:33 ] [Job:Vagrant] [Crime:Abduction of women, forcing them into the prostitution of death] [Punishment:removal of limbs and reproductive organs, bleeding to death] [Name: Watton] [Gender:Male] [Age:47] [Job:Mob boss] [Crime:Gang fights, slaughtering civilians ] [Punishment: Death by a thousand cuts and skinning] All who received Death Notices were sent to the Deathstream Channel without exception, for death awaits while everyone in the world would watch as they were punished! No matter where you are or how noble a position you possess, a baptism of blood and fire awaits you once you receive the Death Notices. It is the prelude of death. Sinners—come receive your time of death!

Twenty-Eight Peanuts · Urban
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287 Chs

Battle of Firepower

Editor: Simple MTL

"Damn it. Is he really here? Will there be an explosion?!"

"Why do I feel so gloomy and cold? Are we going to be killed by the live broadcast?!"

"F*ck! What's there to be afraid of? Why aren't you afraid when you're eating, drinking, and playing with women?!"

"You jinx, even if you're going to die, you're going to die!" a few of the leaders of the god-slaying sect whispered. Tonight, they had received news from the Death Inquisitor at the same time.

Then, they rushed to Bright High School with their underlings.

It was late at night and there was no light at all. The shadows of the trees under the moonlight were reflected on the ground.

Coo Coo Coo!

Accompanied by some strange cries, although more than a hundred people had come, they were still a little scared.

They went upstairs and arrived at the scene of the crime. It was Grade three, Class two.