The flawless angel danced wildly on the tip of the raging sword. The blood on the soles of his feet was crystal clear and slowly slid down the blade of the fire, making the ruthless flames become more and more rampant. The white wings were torn apart by the hot air, and white feathers began to fly all over the sky. The vitality slowly passed through the step by step. The red darkness approached slowly like a tide, swallowing all the light around it bit by bit. The angel's halo was shaking and in danger, as if it could be completely swallowed by the darkness at any time and then completely disappeared.

The black and white keys of the piano are like the dance steps of an angel, ringing short and densely; the strings of the guitar are like the angel's wings, swelling heavily and powerfully. Suddenly, the chants of chants sounded from all directions, and the source was not found, but they were just heard in every corner. The holy and high-pitched sound made the light on the angel's body grow slowly, brighter and more vivid, and the dance steps and wings of an angel are becoming more and more energetic.

"The scattered ending, endless entanglement, and then go far away, but this cannot bind me, and can never bind me. Turn around and leave (off.i.go), land wherever you fall."

The "hulala" wind sounded, and the angel's wings swelled vigorously. Then I saw it slowly rise. The unrestrained and arrogant dance steps broke away from the shackles of the tip of the knife and began to become light and jump. The wounds that could be seen slowly healed in the holy light. Then I saw the angel suddenly spread his arms, and an infinite light burst out from his body. In just a moment, all the darkness was swallowed by the light, and the darkness and fire disappeared, and the whole world turned white again.

"I won't give up! I won't give up! I will never give up!"

Hugo held Sandra's hands tightly. His hands even started to turn white because of too much force, but his eyes began to regain the focus, and his gray pupils were stained with light. Just a little light ignited his eyes instantly, and the handsome face immediately regained its spirit.

Sandra could clearly feel the power coming from Hugo's hands, and even made her palms hurt slightly, but she did not call out, but just bit her lower lip and stared at Hugo with all concentration. Because Sandra knew that Hugo was working hard to defeat the inner demon and the nightmare, the firmness and belief that burst out from the depths of her soul were projected from her eyes to infected her soul.

At this moment, Sandra believed that Hugo could get rid of the shackles and get rid of the shadow of car accidents. She even believed that she could overcome the fear of the night. Her heart was unprecedentedly powerful at this moment.

Although Sandra and Hugo have known each other for less than a month, in this second, he believed in her and she believed in him. The fear in his heart made their souls stronger than ever before. Fear comes from the soul and from faith. Similarly, the way to overcome fear also comes from the soul and from faith.

The melody in his mind was as violent as a storm. After Hugo woke up, he had to breathe heavily and breathe rapidly, as if he had just escaped from the shackles of death. Suddenly, Hugo let go of his hands, leaned forward, pushed Sandra down, and then he knelt directly on the ground.

Hugo supported his body with both hands, breathing in big mouthfuls, sweat on his forehead was dense, and his amber eyes were filled with abnormal red, and his muscles were trembling violently. Just as everyone was worried about going forward, "Vomit..." Hugo began to vomit, but at this time he couldn't vomit anything, so he could only keep retching, and his body began to swell upside down, and finally he vomited some bile, and then Hugo fell aside with all his strength.

Looking at Hugo's pale face, the sweat of beans made him look like he had just been fished out of the water. His dry lips and tired eyes clearly wrote about his bad condition at this moment, which made people reluctantly turn their heads away.

Only those who have truly experienced car accidents know the fear and helplessness of life and death; only those who are truly captured by fear know how difficult and terrible it is to overcome fear; only those who truly understand nightmare know how cruel and bloody it is to face fear.

Seeing Hugo lying on the ground in a mess, Sandra's tears could no longer be stopped and she slid down directly, unable to help but leave his sight; Samora kneeled beside her and cried bitterly. Such Hugo was heartbreaking and even more admirable. He was just a bystander and could no longer bear this pain, let alone Hugo himself?

Joseph stood there, twisted his head away, and wiped his face with his palm in a mess. He was unwilling to let his tears leak out his fragility at this moment. Even Hugo persisted. What qualifications do he have to be fragile? Joseph suddenly felt very angry and extremely angry. He rushed to Hugo, scolding with red eyes, "Why are you? Why are you tortured yourself? No one forced you, why do you do this?"

The staff standing beside the watch looked away. They couldn't bear to look at Hugo like this. In just a moment, it was enough to defeat all their defenses. Only by witnessing all this with their own eyes can we know how much Hugo has paid. Dedication? This is not enough to describe the inner emotions. Hugo's strength and tenacity have truly established an unshakable image in everyone's heart until today.

Jane's eyes were also wet at the moment. He didn't understand what happened to Hugo, but he knew that driving was even more terrible than death for Hugo. The torture of spirit and soul was enough to tear Hugo apart. He couldn't help but say, "Hugo, you, you don't have to go into battle in person. I will find a way, we will find a way, there is always a solution."

After vomiting, Hugo felt relieved at this time. Although his current state seemed very terrifying, in fact, the weight on his shoulders had been relieved a lot, and he also sought the beginning of liberation.

In fact, the inner demon is like a poison attached to a bone. No medicine can be treated. It can only be cut open and the black toxin on the bone can be clearly seen. Then use a sharp blade to scrape the toxin bit by bit, then suture and bandage the wound, and treat it with drugs to completely disappear.

Hugo had just cut open his muscles and saw the attached poison on the bones. He had scraped off the toxins on the bones. In fact, he had already succeeded halfway. The pain penetrated deep into the bones and was even directly imprinted on his soul, making Hugo's soul tremble. He was not Guan Yu, and he could not scrape the bones like Guan Yu to cure poison and chat and laugh. He would be afraid of severe pain, and he would be timid because of unbearable fear, but he would never give up! If Hugo retreated because of fear at this time, it would be that all the previous efforts were in vain, and it would be that he gave up. In the future, he would never be able to get rid of this nightmare.

So, Hugo will not give up, he will not give up at this moment.

This is not a question of "speed of life and death", nor is it a question of dedication or not, this is Hugo's own problem, this is a question of Hugo's own life path. If you retreat because of fear, give up because of difficulties, and leave because of fear, then Hugo is not Hugo.

Faced with Joseph and Jane's persuasion, Hugo shook his head weakly and expressed his rejection. This made Joseph even more angry, "Why? Why do you have to persist, why do you have to be so cruel to yourself, why do you have to choose such a bloody and terrible method?" Joseph walked to Hugo and knelt down, "If you want to overcome this fear, we can...you can go to the psychologist. We have enough time to treat slowly, don't you? Don't torture yourself anymore."

Hugo pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, and a faint smile came out. Although it was weak, it was relaxed. Hugo did not answer immediately, but tried to support himself with his hands to sit up. However, because the muscles of his hands were trembling too hard, he had no strength at all. When his hands were soft, he almost fell directly on his face. This scared Joseph and Sandra, the two people closest to Hugo. Both of them quickly reached out to help Hugo, but it was too late.

Fortunately, Hugo gritted his teeth and supported him hard, and did not directly smash it down. Then he got rid of Joseph and Sandra's hand, adjusted his breathing, sat up again with his strength, took a few breaths, and sat on the chair again. Although it was just a few simple movements, it almost consumed the last bit of strength in Hugo's body.

The nightmare just now was not only a mental pull, but also a physical exhaustion. At this time, Hugo only felt that his body, mind, and soul were empty.

However, if you close your eyes and rest for a while, that kind of power will emerge again, because Hugo has a strong enough belief, a belief that never gives up, and never admits defeat. This belief can light up the whole world even if it is just a tiny spark.

Hugo opened his eyes again, and the smile on his face seemed much more relaxed, and even his face turned bloody again. "Joe, I'm not for this scene, I'm for myself, I know I can do it." Hugo explained in a hoarse voice that the voice was not loud, but firm, "Maybe, I won't drive often in the future; maybe, even if I drive quickly, I will not be fast, but at least I know that I can overcome this psychological barrier, and I know that I won't give up easily. So, even for myself, I have to persevere."
Chapter completed!