Witch Hunter from Entry to Unemployment

Chapter 101 The Witch's Relic
The tongue licked, and the man's tall body was instantly torn apart.

Even so, not a single drop of blood flowed from his body.

After killing him with one blow, Fisher immediately retreated nimbly. He turned somersaults, and then put his hands on the ground, raising his legs high up one after the other. Such a weird and twisted posture seemed to him like It is normal to stand in general.

There are no traces of human beings on his body anymore. His limbs are slender and slender, his head is hideous and protruding, dense scales cover his whole body, and there is a strong fishy smell coming out, which is very strange. Easily reminiscent of dead fish.

Ren coughed and walked towards this side. His hunched body was getting shorter and shorter, and the rain around him was getting heavier and faster, and the rain curtain turned completely black.

"It's dirty, old man."

"You too, it stinks."

Ren curled his lips, and angrily replied to his colleague.

"So, this time it's a puppet again?"

"Which time is it not?"

As Ren said this, the appearance of the tall man was completely revealed in front of them.

Lying on the ground was a broken wooden man, wood naturally wouldn't bleed, the only thing bleeding was his wrist with a severed scale.

But that hand was also made of wood, and it had been cut off at this moment, and the blood on the ground seemed to overflow through some weird balance itself.

"So, can't this damn thing be recycled?"

Seeing the blood flow, Fisher took a few steps back cautiously, staring at the weird balance with vigilance.

The balance that should have fallen to the ground stood there firmly at this moment, and the height of the trays on both sides was raised and lowered.

The height difference is so small that it is even difficult to distinguish it with the naked eye, but it gives people an extremely uncoordinated feeling, and makes people feel an urge to restore it to a level.

It's so annoying, this balance is unbalanced on both sides. If I cut off my head and put it on the right side, it should be balanced.

Such an idea inexplicably popped up in Fisher's head, and then he took off his head and performed a good show.

"wake up!"

Renn on the side let out a thunderous reprimand, Fisher was shocked, and then put his head back.

"Damn it! This damn thing, this is the seventh time I've taken my head off!"

"It's been seven times and I still got the trick. I don't know who is ashamed. I told you to cultivate your body, nourish your soul, improve your spiritual power, and don't be so murderous. You just don't listen."

"Old man, you didn't kill people with your own hands, so you don't feel guilty, do you? I just like to tear them apart!"

While cursing, Fisher took a few steps back, staying away from the weird balance.

"So, your xinxing is not good. I will wait for the sky patrol and kill for the glory of the goddess. Why should there be such a thing as guilt?"

Ren opened his mouth with a smile, acting like a kind old man who is harmless to humans and animals. Fisher couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart when he saw it.

Among the four judges in the Star City, the least human-like one is the most human-looking old man in front of him.

Dirty rain Ren, wherever the rain falls, there is his figure, and if the rain is contaminated with him, he will die for no reason.

If he wanted to, it would be a breeze to kill all the living beings in the Star Color Capital at this moment.

As soon as this thought arose, it was forcibly suppressed by Fisher. He took two steps back, and his eyes fell on the balance again.

The witch's relic, this is the origin of this weird balance in front of me.

Just like the organs of extraordinary creatures have great power, humans will have extraordinary power after transplantation, and relics are similar things.

After the death of an extraordinary person, the things formed under various chances and coincidences are relics.

There are some relics that can exert powerful power even in the hands of ordinary people, while some relics can cause huge disasters just by being there.

Witch relics are such things. Compared with living witches, these strange relics may sometimes be more dangerous.

Judgment balance, sequence not included.

This relic looks like a guillotine-like balance. The balance is not balanced left and right. Any living body that sees this relic will have a strong urge to fill the balance with a part of its own body to restore the balance.

Any living body that touches this scale will be beheaded directly, the reason is unknown.

It is suspected to be related to the guilt of the contact person himself, but how to judge the guilt is unknown.

The Judge, a derivative of the Judgment Balance, is a wooden man who can act on his own.

It is unknown where its will comes from. It can communicate, has high intellectual thinking and knowledge reserves, and can be killed. After being killed, it will be regenerated at irregular times. It is unknown whether the regenerated will is the previous will.

The inquisitors acted regularly, apprehending the guilty, bringing them to trial, and then executing them by beheading.

After the beheading of the sinner, the left and right balance of the balance seems to have subtle changes, and the authenticity cannot be determined.

In a sense, the trial balance in front of us is actually not harmful, and it can even be said to be able to clean up criminals in a certain area and improve the local security.

But no one knows how this sinner judged.

None of the Inquisitors felt innocent, and they had killed more people than they could remember.

It can be said that the balance of this trial is one day, and they seem to have a guillotine hanging on their heads, panicking.

Some people also deduce that a truly innocent and innocent person can pick up this scale and store this thing, and have done several experiments because of this. The result is that a total of five archbishops in history were chopped off by this thing Heads, and other various other guys who think they are righteous people have been beheaded.

"It's a pity. I think if it was Rosalind, she might be able to contain this balance."

"Then what if she becomes the second trial witch? Or what if she chooses to chop off the heads of us sinful guys after knowing the truth?"

Fisher spoke angrily from the side. He obviously disliked Rosalind. There was an aura about that woman that made him sick.

That's the breath of justice.

"So, she was forced to leave 18 years ago. A person like her is still not suitable to be in charge of the Tribunal."

Ren shook his head and sighed. He still admired Rosalind very much, but it was a pity that the girl was not the same as them.

(End of this chapter)