Worlds’ Apocalypse Online Chapter 370: The first drop of blood

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Holy Empire.

This is the hardest hit by Cold Ice Hell outbreak.

Although many monsters have been cleaned up, ice and snow remain.

The climate has gradually changed.

At night.

Slums.

The people who should rest, have rested.

It was raining and raining, and the cold wind blew through the low streets of no one, and burst into whistle.

The road is slippery and difficult to travel, almost no one is there.

In such a night, even the robbery cannot find the target.

The gang members have retracted into nightclubs, casinos, bars, and drunk themselves one by one.

In the dead end of the slum, a brand new, shiny machine suddenly appeared.

It looks like a vending machine and a bit like a large game machine.

The machine is completely dark with a large "1" painted on the side.

Desire Judgement Machine.

It made some changes.

In one layer transparent glass, full of cans, snacks, and tightly packed instant hot lunches.

For the poor people who are hungry, it is undoubtedly a gift in the snow.

In the past few minutes, two groups of homeless people and poor people have violently destroyed it, trying to break the glass and get the food inside.

But the machine is intact.

The tramps are all lying on the ground, moaning uncontrollably.

When they helped each other away, a group of half-sized children appeared on the street corner.

"Look, they can't destroy that food machine." one child said.

"Let's go, maybe today's dinner will depend on it." said another child.

They surrounded the dark Desire Judgement Machine.

Damage and attack begin.

Every time they make a fierce attack, they must be hurt in the same way.

Soon after, they were lying on the ground crookedly like the previous two rows of tramps.

Desire Judgement Machine is intact.

"Damn, what the **** is this?"

A half-sized boy rubbed his stomach and said bitterly.

None of his associates said anything, and they only cared about the pain.

Desire Judgement Machine made a rumbling sound suddenly.

"Although you were very rude before, but since there was an inquiry, I will tell you."

A burst of passionate music sounded.

"Huangquan Spiritual God showed great compassion and made me to satisfy the wishes of all beings."

"Yes, I am the big entertainer of Myriad Gods."

"I am a cold Desire Judgement Machine!"

The silence.

The children looked at each other.

The machine speaks!

And it is obviously different from the general electronic language.

It seems to be autonomous.

In the dark, such a thing appeared inexplicably.

This is really a bit weird.

The children in the slums stood up silently, holding each other and staggering.

No matter what this is, it is best to stay away from it.

They made up their minds and walked faster than usual.

However, the little boy who fell at the end did not give up, hatefully saying: "Since you are the mercy of God, then take your things out and give us to eat."

"Sorry," Desire Judgement Machine boomed, "There is no free lunch."

Damn it!

The little boy gnashing one's teeth asked: "So what can you do?"

"Give justice! Trial evil! As long as you have such a desire, I can do it for you." Desire Judgement Machine said.

The little boy was stunned.

He is only eleven years old this year, but he has no money at home for him to learn a technology, and there is no way for him to set his future.

Only his grandma is left at home, and he is seriously ill in bed.

So he can only wander the streets, meet some of the same partners, and use theft as a source of income.

"So, you are a very high-tech thing." The little boy concluded.

"In your words, I'm actually a black technology." Desire Judgement Machine said.

The companion of the little boy came back to pull him away.

The little boy said indignantly: "dog shit! If you are really black technology, kill Max if you have any kind."

Max, the gangster in this neighborhood.

He is in charge of all drug dealing, population trading, robbery and murder, and market domination.

The parents of this group of children have suffered from this person, and some even paid the price of their lives.

The little boy is an orphan.

His father was an unyielding, straight-hearted man who was found a chance by Max and killed, and his mother was sold.

Desire Judgement Machine said: "I cannot kill an innocent person casually."

The children listened and burst into laughter.

"No ... innocent ..."

"hahaha, Max Innocent, this is the most funny joke I have heard this year."

"This machine, there is something wrong with the intelligent settings"

The boy was deeply disappointed.

"But!" said Desire Judgement Machine, "If you are willing to let him go to trial and find out that he is a wicked person after the trial, I will find a way to kill him."

"Will you let me try him?"

"Of course!" the little boy shouted.

His companions also chanted: "Yes! Will!"

"Okay, please donate your blood." Desire Judgement Machine said.

Quiet for a while.

Desire Judgement Machine explained: "The blood of all beings is contaminated with a thin wish, only the wish can drive this machine."

"Go, this is a weird thing." The boy's companion said.

They pulled the little boy and quickly left here.

The corner has returned to quiet.

It did n’t take long.

The little boy stood in front of Desire Judgement Machine again.

He wiped the rain on his face and asked, "Is justice really possible?"

"Yes, as long as you donate your blood." Desire Judgement Machine said.

"How much?"

"I guess you are dealing with a sinful guy, so the ultimate trial must be launched."

"How much?"

"As I just said, it will require a lot of blood, because the blood contains sporadic wishes."

"How much?" The little boy trembled all the time, his eyes full of longing.

In the miserable and dark fate, the little boy is so eager for a glimmer of light—although this is likely to be a prank, he is willing to try it.

Desire Judgement Machine emits a beam of light, sweeping the little boy ’s skinny body.

For a long time, Desire Judgement Machine sighed.

"You are our first customer in the whole world, so you only need a symbolic drop of blood," it said.

The little boy breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I am willing to give this drop of blood!"

"You are a great guy, dare to fight evil, now, press your palm in the black area on my left."

"Is that true?"

"Yes ... that's how it is."

"—— Okay!"

The little boy withdrew his hand and looked closely at it.

No wounds.

It seems that just now doesn't feel much.

Indeed, just a drop of blood.

Even a hungry little boy can bear it.

Desire Judgement Machine made a roar.

"Ah, I got the first drop of blood!" it said lowly.

"Dear customer, please state the sinner you want to try and his identity."

The little boy shouted with anticipation: "Max, gang boss Max!"

Desire Judgement Machine made a rumbling noise.

"The trial is about to begin."

It states in a solemn tone.

"Because it is an open trial, it needs to be treated with caution."

"Searching for the judgment method of this world."

"In the world, the most eye-catching trial method has been found."

"The global Quantum Brain screening will be used soon to broadcast live on the trial site."

"Choosing the presiding judge of this world."

"The most fearful presiding judge in this world has been found."

"Invite Slaughterer Joker to open a trial."

"Pay accordingly."

"Slaughterer Joker has agreed."

"Next, the trial begins!"

All the instruments that can display images on the entire planet light up at this moment.

The scene of the Slaughterer clown trial of the eternal champion appears again in front of all human beings.

Wearing a cold and stiff smiley clown mask, a dark Battle Armor, behind which is a pair of black light wings.

Slaughterer the clown came out of the darkness and happened to have a spotlight on it.

The clown put his palm up to his mouth and whispered: "I am looking for a new job at arrived."

It looked around nervously, and it took a while before he let out a breath.

I do n’t know where to pull out a crumpled note, and the clown Slaughterer spread it out and said, "So, the guests tonight are-Max, Max of Holy Empire!"

The clown began to applaud seriously.

A man suddenly appeared next to it.

Combing her big back, wearing a black vest, eagle hook nose, black beard, and a glass of wine in her hand.

The gang boss, Max.

Max suddenly appeared, stunned for a moment.

"Slaughterer clown ..." He looked at the clown and swallowed hard.

Max reached for something in his arms.

The next second, he seemed to realize what kind of existence he faced.

His hands froze, a smile on his face: "What do you want?"

The Slaughterer clown grabbed his hand and held it.

The clown said: "Congratulations, I would love to chat with you for a while, but our live broadcast time is limited, and there are no advertisers sponsoring us, so now we start the trial."

"Max ’s wonderful life is about to begin, please watch it!"

Screen switching.

All the evil things that Max has done in his life appear on the screen one after another.

Fights, robs, murders, sells women and children, collects protection fees, takes drugs and traffics, opens casinos, rushes out, kills the whole family.

The outrageous atrocities and the extremely inhuman crimes appear on the screen.

Each scene lasts a few seconds, telling people the beginning and end of a crime.

It took a few minutes for the image on the light curtain to completely disappear.

Slaughterer Joker and Max appeared again in front of everyone.

The Slaughterer clown let go of each other ’s hands and said, “Selected according to Mr. Max ’s crimes, he has found a classical penalty suitable for him.”

Five ropes came out, in Max's hands, feet, neck.

The rope fastened with a knot.

The other end of the rope is submerged in darkness, with no end in sight.

"Damn, what the **** is going on." Max struggled.

The harder he struggled, the tighter the five ropes would be.

The five ropes became more and more straight, and in the end Max could hardly move anymore.

He was in a "big" shape and was torn by ropes.

"Now, time is for everyone." said the Slaughterer clown.

"Please start voting."

"If you approve of Max ’s death, please spend a drop of blood and cast him to death."

"Oh, by the way, of course you can vote more."

As soon as the Slaughterer clown's voice fell, a line of red numbers appeared on Max's chest.

Below the red number, there is a stopwatch that does not move.

Slaughterer Joker explained: "Each increase in the red number means that someone has spent a drop of blood and hopes that Mr. Max will die."

"In three minutes, the red number reaches one million, and Mr. Max will accept the classic car split."

"So now, the timing starts!"

The stopwatch immediately started beating.

In reality, a line of written prompt appears in front of everyone.

"Are you willing to use blood to determine the death of gang boss Max?"

Some people have a vigilant mentality and ignore the Desire Judgement Machine.

But more people do n’t think so.

Max's life was full of vices, and he committed countless days of irritating crimes. Any ordinary person would be filled with indignation for it.

There are always people who do n’t know him, who are not stingy about spending a drop of blood on him.

all over the world.

"Bah! Such a scum, really **** it!"

"Come on, old man."

"Calm down, anyway, I have lived so old, even if the Slaughterer clown wants to kill me, I don't care."

"I want to donate blood!"

Another place.

A man persuaded: "Wife, calm down, do n’t take care of the Slaughterer clown, it is a terrible monster."

His wife's eyes were red, and he said, "Fart! This Max is so abominable, how many people he has killed are destroyed. I don't care, I'm going to give a drop of blood!"

Talking, she gave a drop of blood.

After thinking about it, she was not reconciled.

Facing the line in the void, she asked: "I want to offer more, is it okay?"

The line of words changed into a new line of words: "Of course, you can give as much as you want."

"I will give another ten drops of blood!"

The Fuxi Palace.

"Your Majesty, you seem a bit dangerous in this way." A minister advised.

"It's okay, I know Slaughterer Joker, this is very interesting, let me give it a try."

"I will give twenty drops of blood to make Max die."

Queen Varona is like discovering some novel toys and saying the above words.

Holy Empire.

Gangster Casino.

A boss-like person said: "It turned out to be Max. It happened that the last hatred was not reported yet. Let's donate blood."

"Boss, are you afraid that this is a trap?" one of the men asked.

"The world has become like this, and there is nothing to be afraid of. The Slaughterer clown is scary, but he has n’t touched civilians. You should pay attention to this point."

As the gang boss said, he gave a drop of blood.

"You also give it."

"Yes!"

Those who know Max and those who do n’t know Max have made a decision at this moment.

Not to mention that throughout the slums, there are not many people who hate Max.

Many people chose blood on the spot.

The number in red begins to grow rapidly.

In just twenty seconds, a million drops of blood have accumulated.

This is just the beginning.

People found that after giving a drop of blood, it did not affect themselves.

More bystanders began to participate in this matter.

The number representing blood continues to grow.

Three minutes passed quickly.

Time is up.

"The accumulation of one million drops of blood is completed in twenty seconds."

"Three minutes, 89 million drops of blood."

"It's a touching scene, everyone is so enthusiastic about the death of others." Slaughterer clown sighed.

"Mr. Max, you have received an amazing approval rating and won the car punishment."

"Please enjoy it, I wo n’t bother."

The clown of Slaughterer finished, and the whole person was hidden in the darkness.

Only Max was left on the scene.

The ropes wrapped around his arms, ankles and skull quickly tightened.

The next second, a huge and irresistible force came from the rope, which made all the viewers feel tight.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

Max screamed.

It takes a lot of effort to cut off a person's head and limbs, not to mention slow pulling.

The pain suffered by the prisoner can be imagined.

It took more than ten seconds.

Wow!

Blood flows like a fountain.

The five ropes with Max ’s hands, feet, and head disappeared into the darkness.

Only the body of Max remains.

The body was headless, handsless, and feetless, and it was Max who was killed by a car crack.

He only has a torso.

"The first trial is over." Desire Judgement Machine said.

"The trial cost a million wishes, and the remaining wish is a lucky number-88 million."

"Because of the excess wish, this machine will be used to solve the problems left by Max."

"All his property will be converted into credit points and distributed to those who have been framed by him according to the degree of damage."

"This trial is over, so stay tuned for the next trial."

All light curtains are automatically turned off, and the projection equipment for the entire planet returns to normal.

The trial is over.

The little boy stood in front of the trial machine.

"Max is really dead?" he asked.

"Yes, he has gone to **** to report." Desire Judgement Machine replied.

"Is this true? Wouldn't it be a dream." the little boy asked incredulously.

"Of course not a dream, I converted a credit and deposited it in the bank of Holy Empire in the name of you and your mother. The password is eight 8."

"Next-please turn around and face back."

The little boy turned around by words.

His mother is standing behind him, wiping her tears while looking at him tenderly.

"Mom!"

The little boy threw himself into his mother's arms.