Death Inquisitor

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The more Zhang Daqiang and others listened, the more ugly their faces became.

kill! If they don't kill, they will be obliterated. This is forcing them to kill each other!

"Now, disperse!" Ye Chen's voice fell.

Twenty blue circles appeared at the feet of Zhang Daqiang and others.

Then the screen changed, and Zhang Daqiang found himself in a room.

At this moment, the picture in the live broadcast room has also become a scene dominated by Zhang Daqiang.

In other words, the pictures in the live broadcast room will always follow Zhang Daqiang unless he dies.

Then the protagonist of this live broadcast is this ridiculous fat man.

"Here... has it changed again?" Zhang Daqiang felt the sincere fear of the death judge's god-like ability.

It is a sense of despair that is completely manipulated, but cannot be resisted.

"Players, please note that on the table in the center of your room, there is a wooden box with your initial weapon in it, please use it without authorization." Ye Chen's voice sounded.

The audience was speechless.

Nima, it's really an online game routine, and the one with the initial weapon, wouldn't it be a wooden stick and a wooden sword?

They don't know that on another earth, this routine has a very nice name, called... Infinite Flow, Lord God Space!

"Weapons, weapons..." Zhang Daqiang came to the table tremblingly, reached out and opened the wooden box above.

A branch appeared in it.

He was dumbfounded.

I rub, is this a weapon? What can this thing do?

Then at this time, a line of small blue words appeared from the branches.

Novice Magic Staff: Consumes Spirit +1, Stamina +1, releases a magic missile with heavy hit, burst and knockback effects.

"My day!"

"I rely on!"

The audience in the live broadcast room shouted.

Zhang Daqiang didn't believe it either, but he still picked up the cane in the box.

The moment he held it in his hand, he was shocked, as if he had an epiphany, and pointed his cane at the wooden door of the room.

"Magic missile!"

Bang!

A blue energy ball flew out, punching the wooden door with a huge impact force with a hole the size of an adult's waist.

The huge movement startled Zhang Daqiang.

"I... I actually really..." His face flushed and flushed.

God, he actually used magic just now!

At this moment, the broken branch in his hand was immediately regarded as a treasure by him, and he held it tightly in his hand.

"I'm going, it's really released, this dead fat man can actually use magic!"

"I also really want to play, it feels so interesting."

"Silly hanging, you will die if you go, this game is about killing people!"

And the Public Security Bureau, Director Hu and the others were already stunned.

"Is this a magic weapon?"

"I don't know, it's hard to say... Maybe it's fake, maybe it's real. Don't forget, the death judge has taken out that magical potion!"

"Yes, this is really hard to say. The average person should not give this weapon to the criminal to be tried, so it may be fake, just an illusion... But the problem is that the death judge is too strong, maybe he doesn't care about this weapon at all ...then if you don't fix what this fat man is holding, it's true!"

"Magic weapons, I don't know if the death judge can be sold to the country. Even if the power is not strong, it is enough for research." Director Hu said with a frown.

In his opinion, the power displayed by magic weapons should be more powerful than pistols.

At least the power that burst out looks not small.

But it's hard to say at distance, so a rifle or submachine gun is not necessarily weaker than it.

Maybe even stronger.

After all, the earth's technology has come down for so many years, and it is not a dry meal.

But this is related to another unknown field. Perhaps with the power of this field as a reference, the technology of the Celestial Dynasty can also make a great leap forward.

Director Hu felt that he had to report it.

Western civilization once had an industrial revolution, thus leading the East.

Maybe they can have a magical revolution this time, and in turn lead the West once.

In the old castle, Zhang Daqiang got the magic cane, so he had the confidence and finally left the room.

The castle outside is bigger than expected.

After walking for several minutes, I didn't meet anyone.

This made Zhang Daqiang scared.

Be aware that if you don't kill enough other players in 30 minutes, you will be wiped out!

He doesn't think that with the magic cane in his hand, he can fight against the death judge.

Just as Hu thinks.

The effective attack distance of the magic cane is 20 meters, which is not even as far as a pistol.

It's just that it's more powerful, and the best distance for a pistol to accurately hit is about 20 to 30 meters, so it can be said to be half a pound with a pistol.

But compared to those rifles and sniper rifles that can shoot a few hundred meters away, there is no advantage at all.

Before you hit the opponent, others have already killed you, right... not to mention the distance of a few hundred meters, just trying to get closer is not so easy

easy things.

Unless the opposite shooter is a complete rookie.

Zhang Daqiang did not know anything about this.

He also felt that he was no different from an ordinary person with a pistol, but the way of attack was a bit weirder.

And what about the death judge? That guy is not afraid of even thousands of troops. Bombs can't kill him, bullets can't kill him.

So wanting to resist is just a pipe dream.

"pat..."

Suddenly, there was a door opening sound from a room opposite.

Zhang Daqiang was stunned for a moment, then quickly looked left and right, and hid behind a statue.

Fortunately, he was wearing a black suit.

The statue is white. In this dim environment, it is easy for him to merge with the darkness behind the statue, and it is difficult to find it without looking carefully.

Otherwise, with his size, a statue is definitely not enough to cover.

A peeping guy stuck his head out of the room in front and looked left and right.

But he didn't find Zhang Daqiang behind the statue more than ten meters away.

Seeing that there was no one around, the man finally came out with confidence.

And he has a real pistol in his hand! ..

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