Before this, Su Mingan had heard that there were more and more players at the top of the leaderboard suffering from illness.
Being able to follow the rules of the game and assimilate into this sick world, players will be infected with some problems. The environment can greatly affect a person, including his temperament, world outlook, and thoughts.
The World Game has only been going on for more than two months, but many people have already appeared on the World Forum, saying that the strong prey on the weak, and that powerful players should rule over low-end players. They believe that those who do not participate in dungeons should be ruled and controlled by the strong.
Among them, Luther, ranked 127th on the world list, is a strong supporter of this view. He deliberately filmed violent videos of other players cutting off their hands and feet, tortured others in game copies, and collected their bones, gaining a large number of fans with cruel means.
Not to mention the player's temperament, from the perspective of game mechanics, many powerful professions are also closely related to emotions.
Just as Su Mingan's white judgement requires him to come into contact with strong malice and kindness, this professional tendency can easily affect a person's normal mental state.
Now it seems that he has encountered another obviously abnormal mental patient.
"In the White Sand Paradise dungeon, you asked that hacker to pass on the story of the captain and the mermaid to me, right?" Su Mingan said, "That story is very hypocritical."
The expression on Burris's face froze for a moment.
“…but your answer at that time surprised me.” He said, “You were obviously touched by the story at that time.”
"No." Su Mingan said.
Boris looked at him. "At the World Forum, many people compared me, you, and Engel, saying that we are the craziest of the crazies... But I don't think so. The definition of a madman only depends on the number of people. When the party with more people calls themselves 'normal people', then the party with fewer people is defined as crazy..."
"Where is the Pope?" Su Mingan interrupted him.
"Tonight, this is my world." Boris spread his hands: "- Don't worry about him, Su Mingan, I just want to talk to you, what do you think is the definition of a 'madman' in the current world..."
Before he could finish his words, he felt a strange vibration around him.
The burning flames twisted strangely before his eyes, and even the scorching air began to stagnate.
“Bang!”
The ice-blue defensive barrier was propped up in an instant, the Peixue staff glowed blue, and the arc-shaped defensive barrier completely enveloped the five people.
"Be careful--" she shouted.
The next moment, violent vibrations completely enveloped the five people.
[HP-1140! (Combat power suppression! Spell resistance! Special defense reduction!)]
[HP-980! (Spell resistance! Special defense reduction!)]
[HP-1890! (Combat power suppression! Spell resistance! Critical attack!)]
[HP-2980! (Combat power suppression! Critical hit!)]
[HP-3190! (Combat power suppression! Attribute restraint! Critical hit!)]
…
Five absurdly high bright red numbers bloomed on the five people like fireworks.
Alex and Clara fell to the ground instantly. Their bodies seemed to be twisted by invisible hands. Their flesh and blood rolled up and their torsos were twisted into a ball.
Pei Xue screamed, and the staff in her hand glowed with healing light, but the two people on the ground didn't react at all.
In the team formation, the avatars of both of them have turned dark.
...seconds?
She stared blankly at her health bar. If she didn't have a passive skill that forced her health to stay at 1, she would probably be lying on the ground now.
But it doesn't matter, this side is full of flames, the enemy shouldn't be able to rush over...
As she was thinking this, she suddenly saw the figure rushing through the flames and up the stairs unharmed.
The flames passed by him, circling around him like a gentle stream of water, and he swung the black sword in his hand, slashing directly at Boris's head.
Burris tilted his head quickly.
A golden cross of light shone on his body, and bright red flames gathered from all around, blocking in front of him.
Heat waves beat in the hall, and firelight shone on his face. He looked at Su Mingan who was walking on the flames in front of him and stretched out his hand.
"Judgment." He spoke, and his voice carried a rumbling echo, as if it was blessed by some magic.
[Activate the skill "Holy Judgement" and start judging...]
[Spirit points: 139＞69*1.5, judgment failed. ]
...139 spirit points?
Burris was stunned.
His Holy Judgement skill can use 1.5 times his own spiritual points to judge the size of the enemy. If the result of the judgment is higher than the opponent, the opponent will be hit by the fire of the soul and will suffer severe pain throughout the battle.
But now, the system prompts him.
The opponent's spirit points... are outrageous to this extent.
"Wait, wait..." He took a step back.
"No."
Su Mingan has no habit of talking nonsense to enemies who are not the targets of attack.
He only discussed his theory with people who could understand it, not with everyone he met. It would be useless to talk to someone like Mizushima Kawaharu, not to mention this obviously crazy Boris.
He suddenly heard the sound of wind behind him.
Waves of immune words popped up above Su Mingan's head.
[You are affected by the "Imprisoning Light".]
[Imprisonment resistance lv.8 takes effect, you ignore this control effect. 】
…
[You are affected by the "Ice Crystal Stab".]
[Ice resistance lv.8 takes effect, you ignore the opponent's ice damage. ]
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