The Fool of the Gods

Is this the semi-artifact that kills people without being seen?

The scene on the scene made Cheng Shi think otherwise!

Although the dagger was held in the palm of the ascetic monk, he couldn't hold the semi-artifact steadily at all, and his whole body was shaking with the dagger.

Seeing his red eyes and bloodshot expression, Cheng Shi was really afraid that something would happen to him.

"The Grand Court of Inquisition is downstairs and may find this place at any time. You withdraw the domain and I will help you!"

Cheng Shi's enthusiasm was exchanged for the usual silence.

Even if the ascetic monk's state continued to decline, he did not withdraw the silence domain.

This really silenced Cheng Shi.

"You found the key clue of the trial, right?"

"......"

"You are in too bad a state. If you don't let go, you will die!"

"......"

Okay, okay, so you are right!

"Okay, okay, then you die!"

Cheng Shi saw that he couldn't communicate, so he turned around and left.

The noise here was too loud. The people in the Grand Court were not fools. They would soon realize where the bard's room was and chase him.

If they saw him, he would have no way to defend himself for appearing at the murderer's door.

How could an ordinary traveler be so interested in the murderer that he ran to the murderer's room when others were running for their lives?

Look for clues when you can, and save your life when you need to.

Cheng Shi couldn't beat this warrior who ate alone, so he could only think of other ways.

However, just as he turned around and was about to leave, a terrifying purple lightning suddenly flew across Cheng Shi's side face and poured directly onto the ascetic monk.

Thunder!

Cheng Shi was shocked and his pupils shrank suddenly.

The horrible burning and numbness made him lose the perception of half of his face.

He looked forward with wide eyes, but saw a man standing at the stairs on the second floor, staring at him coldly.

Mo Qiusi!

The judge arrived faster than he expected.

Behind him were several law enforcers and a group of fearless travelers who were watching the excitement, as well as Fang Jue and Du Xiguang who were hiding in the crowd with frowns on their faces.

Apparently they had dealt with the bard downstairs.

So fast?

Cheng Shi instinctively felt that something might have happened downstairs.

He looked at Fang Jue, then was slightly startled, and chose to look at Du Xiguang.

As expected, Fang Jue had a gloomy face and said nothing, and Du Xiguang's face was tangled, but in the end he shook his head slightly.

Something went wrong with the bard!

So they went upstairs as soon as possible!

Fang Jue, a believer in [Order], was actually still thinking about the issue of opposing beliefs at this time.

Really...

Forget it, the opposition of beliefs cannot be blamed on the players.

The belief of [Chaos] is indeed annoying.

But what needs to be considered now is not these, but how to get himself out of the matter of appearing at the murderer's door.

Cheng Shi's mind raced and he immediately pretended to be frightened and fell to the side. When he fell to the ground, he stole a glance at the ascetic in the room.

Such a thick lightning, but it just stung him during the strike, and half of his face lost consciousness.

If this hit a person, would he still be alive? ?

Don't tell me, it really can!

The ascetic's body was obviously frozen for a moment by the thunder as thick as a barrel, but he really didn't die, but was charred and flew away.

At the same time, he threw the demon red dagger at Cheng Shi's feet.

Mo Qiusi was obviously also surprised that his thunder punishment failed to kill the criminal.

But he quickly regained his serious look, and his tone was as cold as the ice in the abyss that never melted for thousands of years.

"Very good, you are the first criminal to survive my thunder punishment.

Even I have to admire such a physique.

The battle line in the south is tight, and it is time to use people.

Give up resistance, hand over 'it', and I will give you a chance to serve as a 'prisoner of war'!"

Death row prisoners who are charged with crimes may fight for a way out on the battlefield. Such people are generally called war prisoners by the Grand Court.

Of course, no matter how many people you kill, you can only be spared from death. You will still have to go to jail after you come back.

[Order] needs to be maintained, and the punishment will not be wrong.

From the moment a criminal commits a crime, he will be a sinner forever.

This is the will of the Grand Court.

This is also the reason why Fang Jue does not want to join the Grand Court.

He frowned after hearing this.

The thick and glue-like thunder on the top of Mo Qius's scepter was still roaring. He stared at the ascetic mercilessly, as if as long as he dared to say the word "no", this roaring thunder would devour him without hesitation.

Cheng Shi hid aside like a transparent person, but in his heart he was thinking about how to break the situation of this [Silent] believer.

However, to everyone's surprise,Expected.

He didn't want to break the situation at all!

When the ascetic monk struggled to get up from the ground, he did not choose to escape at the first time, but resolutely flew towards Cheng Shi!

No!

It was the dagger at Cheng Shi's feet!

Cheng Shi suddenly widened his eyes and crawled back two steps in extreme confusion.

Brother, do you have to be so tough?

You can't live without a strong head, right?

Is the thunder punishment you use as a judge electrotherapy?

It will really kill people!

These two extremely fast steps really saved Cheng Shi's life, because at the same time as the ascetic monk moved, the thunder in Mo Qiusi's hand roared decisively and rushed towards him!

"Boom!"

There was no luck this time!

The ascetic monk turned into charred ash the moment the thunder was added.

The anger wrapped in this thunder was obviously more terrifying than the previous one.

Lord Mo Qiusi was angry.

So the sinner...

died.

Dust flew everywhere, and the thunder stopped.

And the deceased himself, from beginning to end, never said a word.

Throughout the death process, he practiced the commandment of [Silence], showing his piety to the benefactor.

"Buzz——"

The huge thunder made Cheng Shi's ears ring.

There was a howling in his head, and his mind was trembling.

Since the ascetic monk pounced in the direction facing him, Cheng Shi could clearly see the persistence in his eyes.

He saw that before he was filled with thunder, the light of persistence disappeared from his eyes in advance!

He was not killed by thunder!!

But died of fear!

Yes, he died from the demon red dagger under his feet, and died [when fear comes]!

Before the judge's judgment, he died under a semi-artifact he wanted to seize!

Cheng Shi widened his eyes in disbelief and quickly turned his head to look at the crowd.

If the bard downstairs has been dealt with, when was the ascetic targeted by it?

Could it be that the murderer is still in the crowd?

Even under the eyes of the Grand Court, he is still killing people! ?

Six, three left.

The trial is only the second day!

Cheng Shi's back is covered with cold sweat, and he dares not speak.

He hugged his body slightly, trying to play a frightened and injured traveler, trying to get away with it.

In fact, Mo Qiusi had seen through everything a long time ago. He knew that Cheng Shi was not a good person, and he also knew that he wanted to fish in troubled waters to find the dagger.

However, the most favorable point for Cheng Shi is that even if he appeared in a place where he should not be, he did not do what he should not do.

For such a person who is not a good person on the surface, but has no criminal behavior, the judge cannot convict him.

Otherwise, it is against [Order].

[Order] gives them authority and also limits their power.

Mo Qiusi walked up to Cheng Shi with a gloomy face, ignored the "injured traveler", and leaned over to pick up the demonic red dagger.

This semi-artifact that almost took half of the ascetic's life did not show much resistance in his hand, just like an ordinary iron, lying quietly in his hand.

But when [When Fear Comes] fell into Mo Qiusi's hands, the faces of the remaining three players all became extremely ugly.

The difficulty of the trial is still escalating.

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