Twenty-Eight Peanuts

Jack transmigrated to a parallel world and locked on to a Judge System that provided rewards for punishing evil. 
Hence, an Adjudicator of Death who stood above the law was hence born.
A livestream channel named Deathstream Channel hence appeared in various major livestream platforms, with a judge’s pen and a Death Notice sent to every criminal.
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[Name: Mogul] [Gender:Male:] [Age:45] [Job: CEO of Mogul Group] [Crime: Brutal killing of children] [Punishment:Decapitation]
[Name:Natalie ] [Gender:Female ] [Age:33 ] [Job:Vagrant] [Crime:Abduction of women, forcing them into the prostitution of death] [Punishment:removal of limbs and reproductive organs, bleeding to death]
[Name: Watton] [Gender:Male] [Age:47] [Job:Mob boss] [Crime:Gang fights, slaughtering civilians ] [Punishment: Death by a thousand cuts and skinning]
All who received Death Notices were sent to the Deathstream Channel without exception, for death awaits while everyone in the world would watch as they were punished! 
No matter where you are or how noble a position you possess, a baptism of blood and fire awaits you once you receive the Death Notices. 
It is the prelude of death. Sinners—come receive your time of death! 

Simple MTL

Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death

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Peter stood there in a daze. He felt like a complete fool.

"Damn it, Death Judge, I will not let you off. I will kill you, I swear."

Peter shouted angrily. This was the only way for him to vent.

Adonis's face was also pale. He felt that there was no hope in life.

They had been played to death in the first two games. They thought that they had found a shortcut to success this time, but unexpectedly, what awaited them was still a bottomless abyss.

The eight-minute clearance time was all a set-up. It was all for them to suddenly slip into the trap of the Death Inquisitor.

In the end, he was so excited that he thought he had found the true essence of the game.

He did not expect that what he dug out was not a g-spot, but a piece of SH*T. It was an indelible humiliation.

Adonis's face was on the verge of collapse. For the first time, he was full of doubts about his own intelligence.

The Final Round, Life or Death