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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 · Urbano
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287 Chs

If You Dare to Believe It, the Eye Snake is Crawling Towards Him

Editor: Simple MTL

Entering the second room, Brent slammed the door shut with a bang. He fell to the ground and panted heavily.

Every time he inhaled, he felt a burning pain.

"Damn it, when I get out, I'll definitely kill you."

"Welcome to the Devil's key level. I wish you good luck!"

The cold mechanical notification sounded, but it didn't give Brent much time to catch his breath. The game had already started.

"Automatic timer activated. Sensing completed. Activation successful."

Brent was shocked. The death helmet on his head let out a "ding" sound and started the countdown. There was a total of 10 minutes.

At the same time, the big screen in the center began to display the blood-red numbers. In his eyes, they seemed to have become deadly notes.

The key to the helmet was placed in a glass cabinet in the center.

As long as he got the key, he could stop the timer and stop the blades in the helmet.