Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death Chapter 222 – Strange Exit: Life or Death

Behind the door was the Death Inquisitor, who was waiting for him. A pair of eerie and terrifying eyes were staring at him. He was grinning with a horrified smile.

“PFFT!”

Without waiting for him to react, he cut open his back. Five clear claw marks could be seen clearly. Fresh blood was oozing out, dyeing the charred skin around him red.

“Ah!”

Bipson screamed. He ignored the pain in his body and ran away.

Jack did not get up to chase after him. A bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face. He pulled his iron claws to the wall, leaving five white claw marks. They let out a sharp, sizzling sound, like the screams of a demon, or the sound of a demon from hell. They traveled far along the tunnel.

Seeing this scene, the netizens in the live broadcast room were all in an uproar.

“Oh my god, the Death Inquisitor has appeared.”

“Cool, the Death Inquisitor is mighty and domineering. I want to give birth to a monkey for you. I love you.”

“Hehe! I'm not afraid to tell everyone that I like that iron hand. It's used to climb the peak of a woman. Hiss…Just thinking about it is exciting.”

The netizens were so excited that their faces turned red. This was the first time the Death Inquisitor had appeared in front of everyone. From the virtual back to the real world, they were all in an uproar. Everyone was in an uproar.

At this moment, in the zero-degree crime squad.

The few people who were watching the live broadcast stood up in shock.

What did they see? The Death Inquisitor, who they had been dreaming about, had actually appeared. Moreover, this time was different from the past. The previous few times, he had only revealed a terrifying mask.

But this time, they actually saw a complete figure.

Ross was so excited that he could not suppress it. He immediately looked at the drunkard and said, “Immediately draw a map on the spot and calculate the approximate height and body size of the Death Inquisitor. Isn't this your strong point?”

Monica's eyes also moved slightly. The more information she obtained from him, the more strategic she would be. As the saying went, “Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle.”

If one wanted to defeat the enemy, one had to understand the enemy in all aspects. This was the motto of her life when she was studying psychology.

Anthony also clenched his fists and said fiercely, “F*ck, after fighting for so long, we have finally seen the exact height of this guy. We have narrowed the range, and we are one step closer to success.”

Hearing this, Judy was also brimming with a happy smile, but her imagination was extraordinary. “Wow, the Death Inquisitor is so tall. Look at the distance. It's about 185 meters.”

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to her.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Judy, who realized that something was wrong, blinked and said, “Why are you all looking at me? Did I say something wrong?”

They were already used to her wild imagination. Ross sighed and did not say anything.

The people, who were immersed in joy, were turned back to their original state by the drunkard's words, he shook his head and said, “This is not his real height. The angle of the light, the height of the wall, and the influence of the surrounding environment are variables to determining a person's height. Moreover, even with Bipson as a reference, the Death Inquisitor should be around 180-200, but no one can be sure whether he is wearing a disguise or not.”

Hearing this, everyone's passion was extinguished.

Bipson ran far away in one breath. The lights in the passage were lit one by one until he ran to the deepest level. He did not know where he was, but he would walk if there was a way.

His back was burning. He touched it with his hand. The bright-red blood stained his hand. He did not dare to stop because he had a feeling that there was a pair of cold eyes staring at him in the darkness behind him.

At this moment, Jack walked out of the house. He glanced at the fresh blood on his claws and sneered. Then, the lights above his head went out.

His figure disappeared and merged with the darkness. His cold eyes looked at the end of the tunnel. “The next time I see you, I will break your tendons and legs so that you cannot run anymore.”

Jack, who had a mocking smile on his face, turned around and left toward the end of the maze.

At this moment, Bipson turned a corner and saw a door with a human mark carved on it. His eyes lit up. He remembered that the Death Inquisitor had said that as long as he could find the room with the human mark and enter it, he would be safe.

“F*ck, I finally found it.”

Bipson looked behind him. It was pitch-black behind him and nothing could be seen. Perhaps the Death Inquisitor was hiding in the dark, ready to give him a fatal blow at any time.

He no longer hesitated. He pushed open the door and entered in a flash.

This room was different from the other rooms. It looked much smaller, and the light was not sufficient. It was a little dim.

He looked around. There was nothing there. There was a human-shaped mark on the wall in front of him. He carefully walked over and looked out through the crack. Then, he noticed…

The lights.

The lights of the city, the tall buildings, the traffic, the people, the trees…

An uncontrollable excitement surrounded him. Bipson felt as if he was being blessed by the goddess of luck.

'This level was so simple. I did it. I finally did it.'

His heart was beating faster and faster. Every cell in his body was active. This was his yearning for freedom and the desire for success.

As the camera zoomed in, the netizens in the live broadcast room saw it too.

Wasn't the scenery outside the city?

Could it be that this pervert, the perverted killer who had slaughtered five female celebrities, had just gotten through the game and won in the end? Will he be able to escape and continue killing people?

“This round can't be that simple, right? What did the Death Inquisitor think! ?”

“F*ck, this is too simple. This demon can't really succeed in the end, right! ?”

“I think you're thinking too much. Since the Death Judge designed that round that way, he must have his own ideas. We don't need to think so much. We just need to be quiet and eat melon.”

“That's right. It's been such a long time. That time, the criminal was able to escape punishment. This might be the calm before the storm.”

Just as the netizens were worried, Ross let out a sigh of relief. The victim's escape meant that the Death Inquisitor had failed. To them, this could be considered a form of encouragement. It meant that the Death Inquisitor was not a god and could not achieve perfection.

“It seems that the Death Inquisitor really miscalculated this time. It's also a blow to him!” Ross said faintly.

Monica, who was staring at the live broadcast room, shook her head and said, “I feel that the Death Inquisitor deliberately led him there. It seems that this is the key to the game.”

Ross did not think much of it. “As you can see, after passing through this human-shaped hole, Bipson will be free.”

Monica narrowed her eyes and did not say anything. Ross still agreed with Monica's analysis. Bipson had already lost his way. If it were not for the Death Inquisitor's surprise attack, Bipson would not have followed the lights all the way there. It was as if this was a meticulously arranged and meticulously designed trap.

“F*ck, this is going to be a good show to watch!” Judy said again.

Ross raised his eyebrows and tried to calm down his bulging chest. He was used to this excitement, but he knew this could lead to another disappointment.

Chapter end