Hugo always looked in the mirror, constantly looking for traces to prove himself.

Eventually, Hugo noticed the hatred that welled up in his eyes.

A constant stream of hatred.

That includes the hatred of the destruction of the East Island, the hatred of the destruction of the original sin, the hatred of the tragic death of a lover and friend, the hatred of this world...

Hugo suddenly realized that his eyes seemed to have turned into a black hole with dark matter erupting outward, and endless resentment and hatred poured out of it.

A cold, cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Hugo then retreated two steps backwards, two more steps, and finally Hugo began to move away from the mirror and away from the see-through.

He didn't need to know what he had become, he just knew that he hadn't changed in essence until now.

Then it doesn't matter.

Hugo told himself secretly.

Hugo's eyes were on the see-through device, and Hugo was not afraid of the truth, but was worried about his reaction when he learned the truth.

If things really go in a bad direction, you will inevitably be distracted by this, and the situation in front of you will never allow Hugo to do so.

Therefore, even if you are terminally ill, you must persevere, and rely on this breath to face the many troubles at hand.

"I don't need much time, and I'll be close to the truth soon. Hugo muttered to himself.

I don't know if he is saying it to himself or to the "Night King" inside him.

Eventually, Hugo turned around, and when the lights went out, the basement was once again darkened.

...

Darkness hung over his head for a long time, and Lachber had long since gotten used to it, and now he enjoyed the darkness even more, and the current moment of peace was the most pleasant time for him.

Exhausted, Lakber couldn't tell how long he had been here, and now Lakber's memories of himself before he entered here were starting to blur a little.

For some reason, the concept of ice cream popped into Lakber's mind, and the thought became more and more uncontrollable, and the intense desire quickly took over Lakber's entire brain, lingering, as if the air was filled with the enticing aroma of ice cream.

Rackber swallowed heavily, but his salivary glands were unable to produce the slightest fluid.

In desperation, Lachber could only try to accumulate saliva in his mouth, hoping to relieve himself from the unbearable suffering of thirst.

Just as Lakber finally secreted a trace of saliva after several twists and turns, suddenly a fierce bright light shone in from all directions, and a bright and hot beam of light burned on Lakber's body like a flame.

Lachber screamed in pain, and with this hoarse cry of pain, the insignificant saliva in his mouth was also gone.

Lakber twisted and fell to the ground, clutching his head with his hands to block out the glare pouring in from all directions, but no one wanted to see him like this.

Soon a powerful electric current flowed from above the ground, pouring into Lakber's body, and Lakbo's body twitched frantically as if he was in a near-death state, his arms naturally dislocated from the top of his head, and the bright light of this eye pierced his eyeballs mercilessly through his eyelids.

"Ahh

Screams of pain echoed through the small cell, but no one showed the slightest sympathy.

In this way, under the interweaving of light and electricity, Rakber was tortured to the point of being inhuman, and after a long time, the bright light and electric shock disappeared, and he returned to the calm of darkness, as if nothing had ever happened.

But Lakber, who was in the cell, gasped for breath and fell to the ground almost fainting.

Suddenly, the cell moved slowly, like a train in a dark tunnel, though it was not known whether it was going to earth or hell. Soon, however, there was an answer to all this.

When the cell stopped, a burst of light came on, but compared to the strong light of the previous person's words, this light seemed extremely soft, and it could be said that it was like the soft hands of a fairy.

Lakber's breath calmed down a little at this time, but he still didn't open his eyes, trying to calm his state.

"Long time no see, but okay?"

A voice sounded faintly above his head, and Lachber smiled disdainfully at what sounded soft, but it was actually from hell.

"I just finished my morning workout and it feels great. ”

Although his words were very strong, Rakber's expression was already in a state of disintegration when he said this.

"I am so relieved to see you so energetic and equally proud to be a hospitable host to see that the guests are so pleased with my arranged hospitality. ”

Rakber laughed and said, "That's right, if you have the opportunity to visit my house in the future, I will definitely entertain you with a face ten times more hospitable than this." ”

"Hehe, then I'll say thank you first, I'm looking forward to that pleasant trip in the future. ”

For the other party's arrogant and cold appearance, Lakber was naturally helpless, after all, he was now someone else's prisoner, and he didn't have any power to resist, especially now that he was more willing to retain more energy and physical strength.

Liu Zhenmin looked at the seemingly oily and saltless Lakber in front of him, and from his demeanor, he didn't have any angry and anxious looks, maybe he didn't have much time now, but he knew that he still had to be very patient with Lakber.

"Are you thirsty?"

Liu Zhenmin asked in a low voice.

Lakber sneered, "I'm thirsty, but I'll be patient, because when I find the right time, I'll quench my thirst with your blood!"

Liu Zhenmin smiled faintly when he heard this: "No matter what, my blood is very hot, looking at you is more like eating a sweet and delicious ice cream, how about it?"

Hearing this, Rakber suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes that were completely red glared glared at Liu Zhenmin and shouted, "Despicable villain." ”

Liu Zhenmin showed a smug smile.

Just before being executed, Lakber had fantasized about ice cream in his mind, and this was accurately proposed by Liu Zhenmin, obviously not because Liu Zhenmin has superb mind-reading skills, but because he was using some means to control Lakber's desires and subconscious.

I think that the aroma of ice cream in the cell before I came here was not imagined by Lakber, but released by Yoo Zhenmin, and its purpose... Nature used this temptation to intensify the torment of Lachper.

Sometimes suffering is not necessarily the most unbearable for human beings, but the most painful punishment is the hope of destruction.