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Chapter 208: Horse Racing·Gear of Morning Light VII(2/2)

Her voice gradually became firmer, but the sadness still lingered:

"I know that I am that match, a match lit in the dark. Burning once may be enough."

"The only thing I'm afraid of is that my burning will not bring about a blazing flame..."

"And if I can light this fire, then what do I have to fear? What regrets do I have?"

The fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven listened quietly, his golden eyes were deep and unwavering, and his expression was still gentle but indifferent enough.

He gently placed the apple in his hand on the small table next to the hospital bed, and said in an unhurried voice:

"The nature of the population tends either to the herbs or to the weeds. Therefore, it is necessary to water the herbs and pull out the weeds in a timely manner."

While Xia Xiu spoke, he slowly took out something from his arms.

Sophia's eyes immediately stared at the object, with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

It was a disc - a beautifully painted disc.

The disc depicts a knight with a spear in his hand, a flag fluttering in the wind, and a snake shadow hovering around him. The horse he is riding has bat-like wings and exudes a strange brilliance.

This knight has an upright posture and a gentle and polite face, but the strangeness of the horse and snake gives the whole scene a paradoxical atmosphere.

Xia Xiu's eyes fell lightly on the disc, his golden eyes shining with a meaningful luster, as if he was looking at an insignificant symbol.

"The truly terrifying one among you..." The voice of the fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven was like a bell reverberating in the air, carrying some kind of scrutiny and insight.

"It's not the hatred that occasionally pops up in people's minds, but the lingering fallacies and prejudices deep in their hearts."

"Do you want to continue licking your wounds or let them heal?"

His voice did not rise; it was low, without emotion or pity.

"The choice is in your hands, and I will just watch quietly."

After the words fell, he no longer looked at Sophia.

He stretched out his left hand and gently placed the disc and the cut apple on the table next to Sophia's hospital bed.

Sophia looked at the disc blankly, her eyes blank for a moment.

Dong dong dong dong——

Her heartbeat accelerated, her breathing gradually became rapid, and she could hardly believe her eyes - that was no ordinary disc.

She could feel the hunger of the soul coming from that disc, and that power vaguely touched the deepest desire in her heart.

The thing she had dreamed of, the desire that had surfaced in her dreams countless times, was now in front of her - a secret key to domination.

That disc seemed to be alive and shining with some indescribable power. It was calling her, tempting her, and promising her some kind of gift of power.

Her heart was beating faster, almost jumping out of her chest.

There seems to be a blazing energy surging in the body, and that energy is accompanied by longing and desire, like a giant beast that has been sleeping for a long time is awakening.

And she, standing on the edge of collapse and choice, felt an unprecedented power surge in her body.

Xia Xiu had turned around and left, his back gradually disappearing at the door of the ward, as if he had never set foot here.

What's left is only one chance to choose.

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The figure of the fourth sword-wielding man in the Kingdom of Heaven completely disappeared from the door of the ward, and the whole room suddenly became silent.

Sophia was still lying on the hospital bed. The pure white walls of the ward looked deserted under the dim light. Only the regular "beep" sound from the ECG monitor broke the tranquility.

Her eyes were fixed on the disc on the table.

Under the background of the light, the surface of the disc seems to be beating slightly, shining with a mysterious luster, and breathing brightly and darkly as if it is alive.

The light was not dazzling, but it had an irresistible attraction, like a silent temptress, quietly awakening the desire deep in her heart.

Sophia's fingers trembled slightly, her breathing gradually became rapid, and her chest seemed to be pressed by an invisible force, making it difficult for her to breathe.

The moment her fingertips touched the disc, the coldness instantly spread along her fingertips and reached her heart.

The cold sweat from her palms gradually wetted her palms, her body was shaking slightly, and the disc was gradually absorbing her will.

"choose……"

There seemed to be a low murmur in her ears, with a strange temptation, gently teasing her nerves.

The voice seemed to come from the ancient abyss, but also seemed to be close at hand, whispering, calling, and carrying endless promises.

Sophia subconsciously retracted her hand, but the longing voice still refused to go away:

"If you were a match, you would always light something, right?"

These words were like an invisible shackles, tightly binding her heart.

"I am a match... burning once is enough."

Her throat was dry, and the words she once said to Xia Xiu seemed to be ringing in her ears again. Her voice was low and firm, but now it echoed in her mind, but it was a bit self-deprecating.

The dim light of the disc was still flickering, and the whispering sound did not stop, but became more and more intense, like an unstoppable lament, echoing endlessly in her ears.

This secret key is rebellious, and Sophia must tame it with her own will.

She closed her eyes, her spiritual struggle calming down fiercely.

Countless pictures flashed through her mind - those infected people who fought with her, those compatriots who lost their homes, those eyes with hope, and those unyielding wills.

She finally opened her eyes, her eyes no longer the confusion and fear before, but full of complex determination.

Sophia knew she had to make a choice.

She slowly reached out her hand and touched the disc again.

This time, my fingers didn't tremble anymore.


Chapter completed!
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