(Very large cup!)
Wei Guan died in the street, killed by Athos.
Yunni died in the room and was caught by the Grand Inquisition.
The ascetic monk died while trying to take advantage of the chaos in the battle, and the murderer has not been found yet.
Not only that, even his identity disappeared and no one remembered him.
Do Hee-Kwang also died at the hands of the Grand Inquisition, but this is only an eyewitness recollection and its accuracy cannot be guaranteed.
Fang Jue...was caught, but probably not dead yet.
The way each player died was unreasonable and strange, but there was no substantial evidence to prove that their deaths were strange, which made it unbelievable.
Cheng Shi thought hard all night, and a bold idea came to his mind:
Could it be that death is the answer to the trial?
Is it possible that this trial is different from any other before, and everyone has their own answer?
So, these dead people have already escaped from the bitter sea of trials, and only I am left here, confused and trying to survive?
It's not impossible, it's just... it still requires a lot of verification.
Now it seems that the only clue lies with Moqius.
And Mercius...
It came much faster than expected.
Before dawn, a majestic figure appeared in Cheng Shi's room.
There was no one around him, and he was as confident as those disappeared 2400-point players.
Cheng Shi slowly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.
Mo Qiusi was standing next to the table in the room, his eyes flashing with thunder as usual, but this time, in addition to the thunder there was also some doubt.
"A crude trick cannot cover up the fact of the crime. I saw you when we were catching the murderer last night.
You stand in the crowd, pretending to be a bystander watching the fun, but your eyes are always focused on the situation.
Maybe you are together?
You should be happy that this outcast of Order did not betray you.
But now you are challenging the Grand Inquisition in this way...
What is the crime?"
Each word Moqiusi spoke was colder than the last. By the time he said the last word, the scepter in his hand had been raised high, and the roaring thunder on the top of the scepter could not wait to bite the enemy.
Cheng Shi smiled, not at all flustered. He slowly stood up and bowed slightly.
“If I am guilty, why don’t you just arrest me instead of talking nonsense with me here?
You were more decisive during the day than you are now."
"Hmph." Mo Qiusi snorted coldly, responding as cold as the abyss.
"Five bodies with 'invitation' written all over them were a disgusting ploy to get an audience with me.
I don't have much time, but I can still generously give a death row inmate some time to leave his last words.
It doesn't matter how you committed the murder.
After your last words, you will be one step ahead of your companions and accept the judgment of [Order]!"
Tsk, that's very honest.
Cheng Shi smiled and said again:
"I'm afraid that a humble traveler would not arouse such great interest from the Inquisitor. What interests you is probably the aura on them, right?"
That’s right, in order to attract Mo Qiusi here, Cheng Shi did write some improper words on the belly of the “corpse”.
It's not too serious, just five words:
"Come and catch me!"
One for each person.
But in fact, the words are not important, what is important is the writing tool!
He used [When Fear Comes]!
In this way, the wounds of every corpse are flowing with the breath of [death] and [filth]!
And it was precisely because Mo Qiusi felt this that he was cautious and did not take any action.
He clearly collected the dagger and sealed it in a secret place, but why is there still a scent of the divine relic in the outside world?
This is what he wanted to explore.
Every judge who makes a judgment would also want to know the true answer to the crime, if possible.
This is human nature, no one is immune to it.
Mo Qiusi obviously took Cheng Shi's invitation as an answer.
Little did he know that he was Cheng Shi’s answer.
“Your Excellency the Inquisitor, I have no intention of confronting the Grand Inquisition, nor do I want to create any more chaos.
As long as you answer a few questions for me truthfully, I will answer all the doubts in your mind.
Even more, plead guilty and be punished!"
Mo Qiusi's face darkened. He didn't give Cheng Shi any chance to bargain. He just struck Cheng Shi with a thunderbolt.
Cheng Shi expected the other party to take action, but he didn't expect him to do so at this time.
He immediately activated all his powers, and used healing and mental magic madly on himself. He also held a "Past Prosperity" between his fingers, ready to withstand the thunder with his body at any time.
As long as he can withstand this, he will probably have the capital to talk to Mo Qiusi.
But what Cheng Shi didn't expect was that Mo Qiusi's Judgement Staff was actually a semi-artifact! ! ? ?
The last time I was stung by lightning and half of my face was broken, I didn’t realize that such a ferocious thunder came from a semi-divine weapon!
No wonder!
It turns out that being locked by a semi-artifact feels like this:
The mind is wailing and the soul is trembling.
At that moment, Cheng Shi felt that his body seemed to have thoughts of its own. It wanted to lie down and beg for mercy from this terrifyingly powerful Staff of Judgment!
He couldn't help but wonder, how could an ascetic monk possibly survive this level of thunder punishment?
Cheng Shi has always been very confident in his physical endurance and mental resistance. His strong physique and proficient medical skills give him endurance that is not inferior to that of warriors of the same level.
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