Help, they came out of my dream to catch me!

Chapter 180 I am the chosen one
In the howling north wind, Teresia still stood up like Zhou Mu, speaking inspiring words, Xia Ming next to her silently retreated to the side and gave her the stage, like an inconspicuous soldier.

Her tone gradually became high-spirited, and her long fiery red hair flying in the wind and snow was like a flame that gradually ignited the last hope in everyone's hearts.

A fluke of hope.

Maybe... Teresia can really do it?

Everyone's gray and gloomy eyes gradually brightened, and they all cast their eyes on her, but Teresia's mood was not as uplifting and confident as everyone imagined.

Xia Ming's words were still lingering in her ears just now, when she mustered up the courage to stand up, when she enjoyed the attention of everyone and became everyone's expectation, it lingered in her ears like a ghost, which made her feel uneasy.

"You won't succeed either, Teresia."

Why...why did Xia Ming suddenly say such hurtful things to me?

Why is your tone so calm and your expression so determined? Don't you always believe in me, support me, and encourage me?
Her tone was still passionate, her expressions and movements looked so majestic, full of encouragement, and she had the momentum of a strong and a leader.

Her heart was trembling slightly, and she felt a little flustered and uneasy because of Xia Ming's words just now, her toes wrapped in boots were slightly clenched in invisible places, and she was a little nervous.

Facing everyone's expectant gaze, she put her hand on the hilt of the Scarlet Flame Sword, and Zhang Yang looked confidently at everyone present.

"I will draw the sword, and I will take you back to regain your own courage and determination!"

She acted so bravely and fearlessly, but the fingers holding the hilt of the sword were unconsciously tightened. Because of too much force, her wrist even trembled slightly in the cold wind, and the back of her hand was stretched with blue veins.

At this moment, she was suddenly afraid.

What if... what if I really fail to pull out the Scarlet Flame Sword?
Thinking of such a possibility, she felt even greater panic, as if the originally smooth and bright avenue under her feet had suddenly turned into a bottomless abyss.

She desperately tried to grab hold of the straw on the edge of the cliff, but kept falling, falling, until she was swallowed by the abyss.

She looked to the side, hoping to be encouraged by her beloved as usual, but all she could see was Xia Ming's calm and determined expression, the expression that determined that she was doomed to fail.

Her heart skipped a beat, feeling a dark, icy enveloping her.

The gaze behind her was still full of eagerness and anticipation, but it seemed that they suddenly turned into needles piercing her hands, and she almost let go of her hands due to the stinging pain.

She suddenly found that her confidence was so insignificant, like a huge and mighty giant whose soap-bubble-like vain shell was pierced, revealing the weakness and emptiness inside.

But the arrow is on the string and has to be fired, and she still has a little luck in her heart.

Maybe... maybe I won't fail?
The Scarlet Flame Sword should recognize me, right?

No, no, it should be, it is impossible for me to fail!
Strange, why... I suddenly have such unconfident thoughts, why... I feel afraid, want to escape, feel that I will fail...

Obviously I have already faced the weakness and escape in my heart, it shouldn't be like this!
confidence.

confidence!

I want to believe that I can do it!

I can definitely do it!

She closed her eyes, imagining her successes and victories again and again, constantly cheering herself up, exerting psychological hints, slowly exerting force with the hands holding the hilt of the sword, praying and hoping that the red flame sword would respond to her expectations .

She couldn't pull it out.

One second, two seconds... ten seconds...

She failed.

Everyone can see that she has failed.

The eyelids of her tightly closed eyes were trembling in fear, and she pursed her lips tightly, unable to speak a word, and did not dare to open her eyes.

She couldn't imagine how gloomy and gloomy the eyes of those who were inspired by her to rekindle hope and confidence looked at the moment.

She didn't dare to meet their eyes, their sights, but her innate perception clearly felt the drastic change in the kindness emanating from everyone at this moment.

Suddenly, what Xia Ming said to her just now came back to mind.

"Teresia, you will not be recognized by the Scarlet Flame Sword. You can't pull out the sword, no matter what, because of your empty and inflated arrogance, because you can't recognize yourself."

She suddenly woke up.

Perhaps, she has never defeated herself, and she has never really faced her own weakness and escape.

She just relied on Xia Ming's support and encouragement to create a false and inflated confidence, thinking that she had defeated herself, that she was omnipotent and could do anything with him by her side.

"Even if you don't believe in yourself, you must believe in me who believes in you."

This sentence became the shell on the snail's back, once again covering up the fact that she was weak inside.

She'd never...truly believed in herself.

Because if she was really so confident, why did she not try to draw her sword in the past few days after returning to Yuhuo Town, but stayed by Xia Ming's side?

The so-called courage is just an excuse to avoid addiction.

When Xia Ming hit her with hurtful words, this confidence based on others collapsed like a castle in the air, revealing her fragile and weak nature.

No wonder the Scarlet Flame Sword didn't respond to her.

No wonder the Scarlet Flame Sword didn't choose her.

Teresia smiled miserably, and loosened her arms weakly.

when--!
At this moment, the bell tower next door suddenly rang with a loud bell.

The wind and snow suddenly became violent, rumbling vibrations and roars came from afar, and the dragon wings of the evil dragon covered the sky.

Disaster came so suddenly.

Two consecutive hopes fell through, the coercion of the evil dragon, the coming of disaster, all the people present fell into despair and fear.

Is this... the end of the Northland?

"I'm sorry, Teresia, I didn't do a good job and gave you false courage. But!"

Xia Ming gently held Teresia's palm, warming her palm.

"Recognizing yourself is also a kind of courage. After piercing the mask of arrogance and seeing your own humbleness and insignificance, do you still have the courage to pull out the red flame sword to undertake this mission and break all fate?"

"Xia Ming..."

Teresia opened her eyes tremblingly, and saw the gentle support and encouragement from Xia Ming as always.

Courage, self-confidence.

However, you looked at me like this and comforted me. Even though I mustered up my confidence and courage again, didn't I still draw this strength and confidence from you?

If you hadn't held me, warmed me, and encouraged me like this, I would have relied on myself, alone...would I have been able to face all this alone and regain the invincible confidence?

At this moment, the girl shed tears in pain.

She deeply felt her own humility and weakness.

But he didn't witness the scene where his brother died in front of him, and his beloved was seriously injured and dying.

No such profound and tragic tragedy happened to me personally and was staged in front of my eyes.

It is difficult for the girl to grow and transform quickly for a while, and she is born with a firm consciousness.

Perhaps, if she was given a little more time, she would be able to figure it out, but disaster and bad luck never give people time to prepare.

Xia Ming looked at the black shadow in the sky, and secretly sighed in his heart.

He knew that the monsters and evil dragons were about to launch an attack, and if Teresia couldn't quickly complete her spiritual transformation in a short period of time, they would be wiped out.

Luge, who is at the sixth level but has no awakening ability, is not the enemy of the evil ice dragon at all.

The atmosphere of despair spread more and more rapidly in the square. Even though Ruger made timely instructions and assignments, everyone's eyes lost the light of hope, leaving only the dead silence of despair.

Deathly silence.

If you don't do something, it will just repeat the tragedy of the death of your uncle last time.

"I'm sorry, Teresa."

Xia Ming took the initiative to let go of the tightly held arms of the two, walked past Teresia's body, and came to the Red Flame Sword.

Then, he grasped the hilt of his sword.

In front of Teresia, in front of Ruger, Tried, and everyone present, he drew his sword.

In an instant, red flames rose.

The wind and snow stopped suddenly.

(End of this chapter)