The Great Dream God

Meng Jin held a holy white sword tightly in his palm. The light was like the early sun in winter, piercing through the darkness and illuminating the rugged cave.

This sword is not made of ordinary iron. Its light contains endless power, as if it is a gift from the gods. Every inch of the sword is whispering ancient and sacred spells.

The tip of the sword pointed directly to the deepest part of the cave, where an extremely powerful bird lived. Its figure was looming in the darkness, and its feathers were like stars in the night, flashing a cold luster. Every flap of its wings brought up a gust of wind, shocking people.

Meng Jin's eyes were firm, he was not afraid of the power of the big bird. His chest was upright, like an unshakable stone monument, standing firm regardless of wind and rain.

His breathing was steady and deep, like a mountain stream, silent but powerful. His fingers were tightly on the hilt of the sword, ready to strike the decisive blow at the best moment.

This giant bird is mighty, like an invincible king of the sky, its body is full of strength, and every muscle contains endless energy. Its wings are as broad as misty clouds, and when they flap gently, they seem to stir up time and space and create their own storm.

At this moment, it is quietly suspended in the air, as if it has reached a mysterious tacit understanding with the air, silently controlling every airflow in the cave. Its existence makes the atmosphere of the entire cave solemn and mysterious, as if all the wind is dancing under its will.

Meng Jin held the sword firmly and resolutely, and the cold killing intent on the sword seemed to have condensed thousands of years of frost, piercing people's hearts. His eyes were like the North Star in the winter night, bright and cold, revealing a fearless fighting spirit.

The big bird felt the strong threat and immediately spread its epic pair of wings. They were so wide that they seemed to cover the sky, like a huge curtain. It tried to use this powerful force to withstand Meng Jin's fatal blow.

The power of the two met in the air, and the impact of the instantaneous explosion seemed to ignite the air, forming a heart-stirring symphony. The sword light was like a meteor streaking through the night sky, and the wings were like a surging sea of ​​clouds. The two collided violently in an instant, and the sparks aroused were like falling stars, brilliant and blazing.

Meng Jin was letting out a heart-shaking roar, the sound echoing like thunder in the empty cave, shaking the gravel on the cave wall to fall, as if even time was shaken by his anger.

The sword in his hand seemed to be ignited by his passion at this moment. It flashed a cold light and instantly broke through the big bird's solid defense. Like a flash of lightning, it tore through its once proud and gorgeous wings, leaving a deep scar.

The bird's painful cries reverberated in the cave, and its struggle only exacerbated its fate. Meng Jin showed no mercy, and his sword was as sharp as a rainbow, pointing directly at the bird's heart, which was the source of its life and also its weakness.

He stabbed hard, and the tip of the sword pierced through layers of feathers and pierced into the big bird's heart. At that moment, the sword seemed to resonate with the big bird's life force, vibrating out an irresistible force, nailing the sword fiercely into the big bird's heart.

Blood splashed, dyeing a corner of the cave red. The bird's eyes gradually lost their luster, and its strong body drooped weakly. Finally, under Meng Jin's sword, the majestic figure that once soared into the sky turned into silence. Meng Jin's roar gradually subsided, leaving only the silence deep in the cave and the sword still deeply inserted into the bird's heart!

The giant bird let out a roar that shook the valley. The sound echoed in the air like thunder, filled with endless pain and unwillingness, like a tragic symphony. Unspeakable pain surged deep in its throat, and every vibration seemed to be telling an unknown story. This roar was not only a release of sound, but also a catharsis of emotion, a strong struggle against fate.

Then, an irresistible force suddenly burst out from the body of the big bird, as violent as a volcanic eruption. This shock wave swept in with a devastating force, with incomparable destructive power, instantly submerging everything under its power. Meng Jin, the man standing not far away, was ruthlessly swept away by this force and ejected like a fallen leaf, his body drawing a desolate arc in the air.

He hit the hard cave wall hard, the impact was so strong that it was suffocating, and the hard stone wall seemed to tremble under the impact. Dust flew everywhere, like a small sandstorm, blocking the view.

The huge bird-like creature was the size of a moving mountain, its feathers were as black as night and shimmered with a mysterious luster.

At this moment, it was staring wide-eyed at the sharp sword that pierced its chest, with endless astonishment and anger in its eyes.

The sword was extremely sharp, and the cold light reflected in its body, piercing deeply into its life source, causing an uncontrollable pain.

As it roared, the entire cave seemed to tremble, and the echo spread like ripples, hitting the cave walls and bouncing back, forming a painful symphony. The sound was deep and shocking, like an ancient story roaring, making people tremble in their hearts. Every time it echoed, it carried the struggle and unwillingness of the bird creature, and every time it dissipated, it took away a trace of its vitality.

Then, a dazzling golden light gushed out from its wound, like a broken sunset, filling the sky and illuminating the dark cave.

Along with the light came its painful cry, which was sharp and shrill, like a sharp blade cutting through the air.

Under the reflection of the light, the sharp sword instantly became more eye-catching, as if it was given life, and flew towards the high dome of the cave with unstoppable momentum.

The sword drew a perfect arc in the air and hit the target like a meteor, piercing deeply into the hard rock, leaving only the hilt swaying in the wind.

The big bird's body lost its support at that moment, and fell down with irresistible momentum like a falling star.

It hit the ground heavily, and the huge impact force made the ground tremble, forming a deep pit in an instant. Dust flew up, and the smoke in the air obscured the vision, leaving only the dull sound of the impact echoing in the cave.

Meng Jin, covered in mud and in a state of disgrace, climbed up from the ground tenaciously. With the flame of revenge burning in his eyes, he approached the big bird step by step, vowing to put an end to this former enemy with his own hands. However, the fatigue and pain in his body gradually devoured his strength like a ruthless tide. Halfway through the walk, his steps became unsteady, and finally he collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, unable to move a single step, gradually fainting and closing his eyes.