The power of light spreads and flows around the body, forming a huge contrast with the surrounding environment.
The existence of the sword holder is like fighting against everything around him.
It's like lighting a bright light in a dark room, constantly fighting against the darkness.
The feeling of being out of place is extremely strong.
The pure white full-body armor has several patterns outlined on it, which makes the overall feeling go from pure to slightly gorgeous.
Not a shred of skin is exposed, the knight is all hidden under the armor, and even the gender cannot be distinguished.
Standing upright, the knight looked at each other calmly with countless eyes.
The atmosphere in the venue began to change.
Everyone in the hall had a very strange feeling in their hearts.
Although the knight in front of him never spoke or revealed anything.
But just from his posture and movements, he invisibly revealed an attitude.
indifferent.
He didn't take anyone present seriously.
There is no difference between all people in his eyes, and they are all treated equally.
And this kind of indifference can often be called...
arrogant.
The pure white knight stared silently at everyone present.
He is demonstrating his existence in his own way.
But surprisingly, not many people have any resistance in their hearts.
It seems that all this is natural and there is no problem.
Because, at this moment, he is a legend.
Even the other legends hidden in the crowd did not speak out immediately.
They were observing and sensing the essence of this ignorant knight.
However, everyone failed.
They couldn't see through the knight's disguise!
It's like a layer of fog has enveloped it, and any probing power that falls on it will be completely absorbed.
It's like a huge black hole, swallowing up all the extending soul power.
Even the legendary power has disappeared like a stone.
Among all the legends, the Eyeless One has the strongest sense of this point.
Although he lost his eyes, he could detect more than anyone else.
The sword holder should be wearing some kind of special legendary item, and his level would not be low even among legends.
Not only can it block your gaze, but if you peek into it forcefully, you will feel an indifferent gaze looking back at you.
And that gaze, I don’t know if it comes from the sword holder, but the feeling of indifference is exactly the same.
Even, in his "perspective", the existence of the sword holder is a walking hollow, outlining the shape of a person.
Unfathomable.
After noticing something unusual about the sword holder, each legend gave up further exploration after snooping to no avail.
Today I came here to meet you for the first time, not to cause any conflict.
The only thing that is certain is that the sword holder does exude the aura of a legend.
This new Inquisitor is a legend.
In other words, he can already take the title of newcomer.
Even if he participates in any ruling, even if he has no corresponding merits, based on his strength alone, his status is unmatched by other rookie judges.
A legendary judge!
However, the legends who are also in the fifth level will not be scared by this name.
Now, the only thing is to find out whether the other party has the qualifications to compare with myself.
After this is confirmed, there are still more things to be determined.
Wherever there are people, there will be rivers and lakes.
It is common to form cliques, and whether to include or exclude others remains to be decided.
More importantly, there is only so much cake, and if there is one more person, some vested interests will suffer losses.
The division of power in the Tribunal has been fixed, and new legends represent new twists and turns.
If the strength of the sword wielder is less than legendary, his influence is irrelevant and not something to be feared.
But now, he has shown his strength from the beginning.
Show your strength openly and openly, and announce your existence to everyone.
The person who came here is not kind!
But there is no legend to take action now, they still need to continue to test, and they are all waiting for an opportunity.
A suitable time.
"…………"
Finally, the knight withdrew his eyes from looking around the hall, and strode towards the center of the hall.
Along the center line of the entire site, impartially.
Instead of walking to the high platform belonging to the adjudicator, he stopped in the center of the room... next to the high platform of the person being interrogated.
Clang…
Slowly pulling out the long sword from his waist, the simple long sword became the new focus, attracting everyone's attention.
Legendary Sword - Words of Judgment.
Originally, because it involved some secrets and permissions, there were no more than a hundred people present who knew about it.
But now, half a month later, after some forceful promotion and publicity, there is no one present who does not know the existence of this sword.
The quietly circulating news highly praised the effect and power of [Words of Judgment], almost elevating it to the number one position among artifacts.
These messages are not only to build momentum for the sword holder himself, but the hidden purpose behind them is not well-intentioned.
Driven by multiple unknown forces, public opinion is developing in one direction:
In the eyes of many people, the sword holder is just the chosen tool of this legendary sword, a puppet with no name.
What is really important is the legendary sword itself.
Serious people will not listen to such rumors that are wrong at first glance, but they will still keep the news in their hearts without voluntarily.
Moreover, in the past half month, the sword holder has not appeared to refute a word, which seems to confirm the fact that he is unable to resist.
The combination of these factors will cause most people to unconsciously develop some contempt in their subconscious mind.
He is just a lucky guy, isn't it just the kind of request that is not too harsh?
I believe that with my character... I can do whatever I want.
However, those original contempt disappeared after the appearance of the sword holder.
Even the silence of the sword holder was regarded as a legendary disregard and indifference to the rumors.
The sword holder used the purest and most direct method to defeat the first temptation of the man in the dark.
Put the long sword in front of you and lean on the sword with both hands.
A neutral voice came from under the helmet, and the pure white knight spoke for the first time after his appearance:
"The trial begins."
No pleasantries, no opening.
He just carried out his tasks indifferently and businesslikely.
As soon as the words fell, the entire hall seemed to come alive in response to his call, vibrating like breathing.
No matter how many legends are present, no matter how powerful they are, they far exceed those of the sword holders.
But it is undeniable that the judge in the court is the leader of this trial.
Wow...
In the surging dream world, the prisoner who had been waiting for a long time was dragged out of her cell, wrapped in layers of chains, and nailed to the spot.
And the annoying person who is about to be tried is actually a woman.
Moreover, she is an extremely beautiful woman!
Even though she was wrapped in chains and only the top of her neck was exposed, she could only vaguely see the beautiful figure of the woman.
But her face alone made everyone who saw her intoxicated unconsciously.
"Hmm~ What are you going to do to me again? Do you want to continue torturing me?"
Opening her eyes in confusion, the woman's pink eyes flickered not with fear, but with anticipation:
"Come on! Harder! Harder!"
"Hahahahaha!!!"
As if she had collapsed, she laughed unnaturally and rolled her neck.
The aura of depravity and lasciviousness spread to the surroundings, but in the end it was locked in a hemispherical space with a diameter of five meters.
"[Lust]! It turns out that the secret is chosen here..."
The big man who was shocked by the previous unfolding suddenly nodded his head at this moment, touched his chin and said to himself:
"Is this the person they selected in half a month?"
When the young man heard the big man talking to himself, he leaned over curiously and asked in a low voice:
"Do you know this woman?"
After giving the young man a sidelong glance, the big man nodded his head with his finger, his sarcasm undisguised.
Then, the big man quickly explained before the young man exploded:
"This woman's title is [Lust]. She was one of the holy bodies of a sect that once worshiped the Seven Deadly Sins."
"At her peak, she should have touched the threshold of legend, seducing countless people to have sex with her, regardless of gender."
Well?
"Then count her...but what's the point?"
Young people are a little confused, but it's just that their private lives are a bit chaotic, so it doesn't seem to be a big problem?
The current social atmosphere can be understood as long as it is not too excessive.
At least, he shouldn't be the subject of personal trial by the legendary judge.
"If it were just that, there would be no problem, but everyone who has sex with her, regardless of gender, will be infected with a virus."
"A terrible mental virus, they will become insatiable, and they will start to crave for sex as if they are addicted."
The big man didn't know whether his eyes showed contempt or envy. He smacked his lips and said:
"And once that desire is not resolved for a long time, it will... die."
"Like a mummy, burned to death by his own desire."
hiss……
The young man's expression was complicated and he shuddered unconsciously.
And just when he was shocked, the big man suddenly came to his ear and whispered:
"Guess how long this [long-term] refers to?"
Startled by him, the young man was stunned for a moment before saying uncertainly:
"...a week?"
A week should be about the same time.
"No, it's an hour."
……Well.
ah!!?
"A week?"
With eyes full of pity, the big man tilted his head and whispered silently:
"Never sleepless, constantly seeking pleasure, constantly looking for the next partner."
"And the number of people who died because of her is conservatively estimated to be over 10,000."
!!!
His legs tightened unconsciously, the young man asked in shock:
"Why have I never heard of such a thing?"
Even if the news is blocked by the Watch Society, this kind of thing should be circulated internally. It is impossible that the rumors have not been heard.
"Of course you haven't heard of it, because that sect has been wiped out and destroyed long ago."
"It has been almost three hundred years since [lust] was arrested."
"That was three hundred years ago. This kind of thing has lost its popularity long ago. It is just an anecdote at most. Who would collect such information?"
Then how did you know?
The cheek under the mask twitched, and the young man barely resisted the urge to complain, and gritted his teeth and asked:
"Then why not execute her?"
The big man shook his head and explained with emotion:
"No, her execution has actually been carried out long ago."
"The real [Lust] died three hundred years ago, and what remains there now is her soul."
"In other words, it's the mental virus itself."
The spirit symbolized by a symbol is the most indelible.
Even if eras change and dynasties change, the spirit cannot be completely destroyed.
Having said this, the big man looked at the scene in the field and sighed:
"Let the sword wielder judge a mental virus... This is a very tricky thing to do."
As if he remembered something, the big man added:
"At the same time, [Lust] also claimed that those series of actions were not her original intention, and that she was just someone who was influenced and forced to do that."
"She claims to be an innocent victim as well."
"And this point, even the Hall of Judges cannot determine whether it is true or false, because she is not even regarded as a living being."
Judging from the crime, she must be punished for causing huge turmoil and death, and it is impossible to let her go.
But her body has been destroyed, and what remains here is nothing more than a twisted mental virus. She still claims to be innocent, and a direct trial seems unreasonable.
How to solve it has become a difficult problem.
In order to maintain the fairness of the ruling, the judges of the trial court could not just cut her off with a knife. That would not be in line with their beliefs.
As if they were in a dead end, one after another the adjudicators buried this difficult problem and left it to the next person to solve.
And [Lust] survived in this way, enjoying the highest standard of "treatment" in the deepest prison of the trial.
"Then, this sword holder... what will you do?"
There were many well-informed people present, and the information about [Lust] quickly spread throughout the hall, sparking discussion.
what to do?
[Lust] After the initial madness, his consciousness seemed to have become much clearer, and he began to beg in panic:
"No, no, no, don't come close to me, please... don't look at me!"
"I don't want to do that, I really don't!"
"They rushed towards me, and I resisted!"
"I really don't want to harm them. They took the initiative to do those things to me..."
"No, you believe me! It's really not my fault!"
"Where is this? Let me go! Please!"
"If you are willing to let me go, I...I am willing to let you..."
The emotion of sadness and pain permeated the air. Although it was limited to the space of the hemisphere, many people present were affected.
Maybe she was really forced?
And she has suffered enough torture, is it time to let her go?
At the same time, some people discovered something.
That is the sword holder, and he is by the opponent's side now!
He didn’t know for what purpose, but he walked into the realm of [lust] without protection!
The opponent's mental virus ability is not completely effective against legends, but it will definitely work.
Many people are aware of this, and they seem to see that the sword holder will be affected immediately, and even show ugly behavior.
They actually had some expectations for this unfolding.
Just thinking about a judge who was embarrassed because of a big mistake is exciting!
What would the sword wielder do?
Even if he walked away now, it would actually be an embarrassment, and all the momentum he had laid out before would be in vain.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the sword holder is in a dilemma.
But is this really the case?
The pure white knight remained motionless, looking at the other party silently, not seeing anything unusual.
Ning Feng looked at Lu Lu who was bound by chains, but there was no disturbance in his heart.
Feeling that power, he couldn't help but think of Ariana.
However, if Ning Feng was to say it, Ariana's level was much higher than that of lust.
"How come you can think of her everywhere?"
Moreover, this dress full of chains gave him an inexplicable sense of déjà vu...
However, Ning Feng felt that he could not continue to think about it, something terrible would happen.
Watching silently until the other person curled up as hard as he could like a frightened puppy, Ning Feng finally moved.
Stepping closer, Ning Feng came to Lu Lu's body, his eyes carefully passed over her cheeks, and finally stopped at those seductive eyes.
Her eyes were blurry with tears, and she looked pitiful.
It looks very pitiful, but the emotion contained in it is genuine.
Even Ning Feng couldn't tell whether the other party's words were true feelings, and couldn't sense the lies in them at all.
If...it's just his own words.
After looking at it for a while, Ning Feng looked away from those eyes and said indifferently:
"Do you have any other explanations for the crimes you have committed?"
The moment he heard "sin", Lust raised his head vigorously as if he had been stimulated.
Bang!
"Guilty!? I'm not wrong!"
"It's not me who's wrong! It's not me!"
"It's all their fault...it's all their fault!"
With tears of blood streaming from her eyes, she stared at Ning Feng, who was very close at hand, and roared:
"Why? Why do you do this to me?"
"Am I not a victim!?"
"Why do you all do this to me? Do I deserve it?"
Looking at Lu Lu quietly, Ning Feng didn't even have any unnecessary reaction and repeated indifferently:
"So, you have nothing else to explain, right?"
Being stared at by cold eyes, his lustful consciousness seemed to have really awakened, staring at him blankly.
Then, as if she understood something, she showed a miserable smile and laughed:
"It turns out you don't want to hear my explanation at all, hahahaha..."
"You must use me to cover up your mistakes."
"You cowards!"
"I curse you! It was you who refused to save me, and it was you who caused all this."
"…………"
Howling, yelling, cursing.
Listening to her voice, many people even began to wonder if something was really wrong with them, and if the trial was really just looking for a scapegoat as she said.
Because, from beginning to end, the Hall of Judges did not react in any way to her words.
According to common sense, this means that she is not lying.
but……
"lie."
A cold voice sounded, interrupting the lustful words.
Turning his head with difficulty, the beautiful prisoner looked at the knight standing next to him.
There was no unnecessary explanation. Ning Feng looked into the other person's eyes as if he were looking at a dead person.
"Everything you are saying now is a lie."
In response to his words, the long sword stuck in the ground trembled a few times, as if seeing a sinner with no mercy.
【lie!!!】
Words of Judgment has long given Ning Feng's reaction. If it hadn't been suppressed all the time, it would have exploded long ago.
Buzz!!!
At this moment, the words of judgment, which were finally no longer suppressed, exploded freely, exposing the lies and hypocrisy that existed in front of them.
It may not be able to do things that the Hall of Judges formed by borrowing its power cannot do!
It said she was lying.
Ning Feng also read out his judgment on this [Lust] at this moment.
Holding a long sword, the pure white knight he transformed into said coldly:
"I, the sword bearer of [Word of Judgment], pronounce you...guilty."
There is no room for refutation.
The opportunity to defend yourself has been given to you, but you gave it up yourself.
Buzz…
Regardless of what others present rule, the Hall of Inquisitors has already reacted to the Adjudicator's decision.
【Approval.】
The verdict was thus decided.
A trial that seemed surprising but was actually calm, step-by-step, and even boring.
"He is also a boring person."
In the crowd, several figures showed smiles and looked at each other silently.
"I'm just a well-behaved person, no threat."
"You can continue with the rest of the action and start when it's over."
The Eyeless Man also shook his head slightly and withdrew his "gaze".
Disappointing.
It seems that this trial has come to an end.
Although the beautiful prisoner was guilty, he still escaped from trial and continued to be imprisoned and tortured...still alive.
Just like the previous trials, she will continue to be an unsolved case and exist as a mental virus...
However, this time, things unfolded differently.
Clang…
The sound of the sword's cry was not loud, but at this moment it made all the sounds in the hall disappear.
A pair of dull eyes looked at the sword holder standing next to the prisoner...
Look at him and raise the long sword in your hand high!
"That is!?"
"This...is impossible!"
"Can't do it?"
In the uproar, the sword holder seemed not to have heard any comments or breaths. He quietly looked at the beautiful prisoner who was shackled, and said:
"Sinners will pay the price."
Right now.
Clang!!!
The legendary momentum surged, and silver illusory wings spread out from behind the sword holder.
And the long sword in his hand, after being infused with power, its original simple appearance disappeared, and it lit up with complex and gorgeous inscriptions!
Without any hesitation or smoke, the long sword exploded with brilliance and drew an astonishing arc in the hall.
Crossing the annoying neck, it also caught everyone's eyes!
laugh!!!
Boom.
His head rolled down with an expression of disbelief, and he stared at the sword holder with eyes fixed on his face, as if he couldn't figure out what happened...
The chained body stayed in place, unable to move, and blood spurted out from the neck, almost reaching the dome several meters high.
The judge standing next to the prisoner did not dodge, letting the scattered blood sprinkle on his body, and sheathed his sword unhurriedly.
Clang.
The knight bathed in blood was dyed rich in blood. He raised his head and calmly pronounced his verdict: