"Or rather, it's the mental virus itself."
The spirit symbolized by a symbol is the most difficult to erase.
Even as times change and dynasties rise and fall, the spirit cannot be completely destroyed.
At this point, the burly man looked at the scene before him and sighed:
"Letting the swordsman judge a mental virus... that's a very troublesome intimidation tactic."
As if remembering something, the burly man added:
"At the same time, [Lust] also claimed that those actions were not her intention, but that she was merely influenced and forced to do so."
"She claims to be an innocent victim as well."
"And even the Hall of Judges cannot determine the truth of this, because she was not even considered a living being."
Based on her crimes, she certainly deserves punishment for causing such great unrest and death; she cannot be let off the hook.
But her physical body has been destroyed, and what remains here is nothing more than a twisted mental virus that is still claiming innocence, making direct judgment seem unreasonable.
How to solve this problem has become a difficult issue.
In order to maintain the impartiality of the verdict, the judges in the court could not simply kill her, as that would be contrary to their beliefs.
As if trapped in a dead end, each adjudicator buried this thorny problem and left it to those who came after them to solve.
And so, lust survived, enjoying the highest level of "treatment" in the deepest prison of the courthouse.
"Then, what will you do, you swordsman?"
There were quite a few well-informed people present, and the information about "Lust" quickly spread throughout the hall, sparking discussion.
what to do?
[Lust] After the initial frenzy, consciousness seemed to clear somewhat, and she began to plead in fear:
"No, no, no, don't come near me, please... don't look at me!"
"I don't want to do that, I really don't!"
"They rushed at me, and I fought back!"
"I really didn't want to hurt them, but they did those things to me on their own initiative..."
"No, you have to believe me! It really wasn't my fault!"
"Where am I? Please let me go! I beg you!"
"If you're willing to let me go, I... I'm willing to let you..."
A sense of grief and pain permeated the air, and although confined to the space of a hemisphere, many people present were affected.
Perhaps she really was forced?
Besides, she has already suffered enough, shouldn't we let her go?
Meanwhile, some people discovered something.
That is... the swordsman is right next to the other party!
For reasons unknown, he entered the realm of lust without any protection!
The opponent's mental virus ability, while not entirely effective against Legend, will definitely have some effect.
Many people realized this, and they seemed to foresee that the swordsman would soon be affected, or even make a fool of himself.
They were actually somewhat looking forward to this development.
An adjudicator who embarrasses himself because of his arrogance—just thinking about it is exciting!
What would the swordsman do?
Even if he walks away now, it would still be embarrassing, and all the momentum he had built up would be wasted.
Anyone with eyes could see that the swordsman was caught in a dilemma.
But is that really the case?
The pure white knight remained motionless, silently watching the other party, revealing nothing unusual.
Ning Feng looked at the lustful man bound by chains, but his heart remained unmoved.
Feeling that power, he couldn't help but think of Ariana.
However, in Ning Feng's opinion, Ariana's level of lust was much higher.
Why do I keep thinking about her everywhere?
Moreover, this outfit covered in chains gave him a strange sense of déjà vu...
However, Ning Feng felt he couldn't continue thinking about it any further; something terrible was about to happen.
Ning Feng watched silently until the other party curled up like a frightened puppy, and then he finally moved.
Stepping closer, Ning Feng stood before the lustful woman, his gaze carefully sweeping across her face before finally settling on her alluring eyes.
Her eyes were blurry with tears, and she looked pitiful.
They appear pitiful, but the emotions they convey are genuine.
Even Ning Feng couldn't tell whether the other party's words were sincere or not, and he couldn't detect the lies in them at all.
If... based solely on his own words.
After scrutinizing them for a while, Ning Feng shifted his gaze from those eyes and spoke indifferently:
"Do you have any other explanation for the crimes you committed?"
Upon hearing the word "sin," lust seemed to be stimulated, and it forcefully raised its head.
Bang!
"A sin!? I did nothing wrong!"
"It wasn't me who was wrong! It wasn't me!"
"It's all their fault...it's all their fault!"
Tears of blood streamed down her face as she glared at Ning Feng, who was inches away, and roared:
"Why? Why are you doing this to me?"
"Am I not a victim?!"
Why are you all treating me like this? Do I deserve it?
Silently observing lust, Ning Feng showed no extra reaction whatsoever, indifferently repeating:
"So, you have nothing else to explain, right?"
Staring at her with such cold gaze, her lustful consciousness seemed to truly awaken, and she stared at him blankly.
Then, as if she understood something, she revealed a miserable smile, and laughed loudly:
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