The Great Dream God

The night was as dark as ink, as thick as ink that could not be dissolved, ruthlessly swallowing up everything in the world. The cold moonlight was like a layer of gauze, quietly falling on the ancient streets. The moonlight seemed to be infected by this strange atmosphere, and it was particularly cold, adding a bit of gloomy atmosphere to this silent city, like a thin layer of frost, coldly covering the earth.

"Everyone be careful." Meng Jin reminded solemnly, his voice was particularly clear in the silent night.

Suddenly, a thick fog spread quietly like a ghost, covering the entire street in an extremely strange way. The fog was so thick that it was like a substance, and people could not see their hands in front of them, as if they were in an illusory world. The fog came so suddenly and so strangely that people were caught off guard.

"The fog came too suddenly!" Xu Xiaofeng's voice was full of panic and her eyes revealed deep fear.

Meng Jin suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. The mist seemed to contain some mysterious and powerful power, which made people shudder. He felt as if countless invisible eyes were watching them in the dark. The feeling of being monitored made his back cold.

"Don't panic, just follow me." Meng Jin's voice was firm and powerful, trying to give Xu Xiaofeng and Lisa some sense of security.

When they finally returned to the military camp, they were stunned by the scene before them. Soldiers were lying on the ground in all directions, lifeless, as if their souls had been taken away, leaving only empty shells. The scene was like a doomsday painting, making people feel extremely desperate and terrified.

"This...what's going on?" Lisa's voice trembled, her eyes full of fear and confusion.

Meng Jin seemed to be trapped in a lead-like atmosphere, and he moved forward slowly. Each step seemed to carry a heavy weight, filled with endless caution and deep solemnity. He slowly stretched out his slightly trembling hands, which kept trembling in the air. He was extremely careful, as if he was treating the most precious and valuable thing in the world, and he gently turned the soldier over.

In that fleeting moment, a face suddenly appeared before his eyes. The face was completely covered with a dark purple color, as if it was being eroded and eaten away by a deep, boundless and extremely dark force in an extremely cruel and brutal manner. The appearance was extremely terrifying, as if some evil and sinister thing had invaded the body in a brutal and violent manner, causing the face to be distorted and deformed, hideous and terrifying, and exuding a chilling and cold aura that made people shudder.

The purple color, under the cold and quiet moonlight, like frost and snow, looked particularly strange and unusual, revealing an inexplicable gloom and horror. The moonlight poured down like frost, like a thin layer of silver yarn, but it failed to add even a trace of warmth to the terrifying face, but made it even more gloomy and terrifying in this cold light. The face looked even more strange and inexplicable under the moonlight, making people afraid to look at it. A bone-chilling chill rose involuntarily on the back, and the creepy feeling surged like a surging tide, making people feel as if they were caught off guard and fell into an endless nightmare of horror, unable to extricate themselves.

"Oh no, something is wrong." Meng Jin frowned, his eyes full of worry and vigilance.

When Meng Jin was wondering, the soldier suddenly bit Meng Jin. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and everything became so sudden and terrifying.

"Ah!" Meng Jin was startled, and his heart was horrified, as if thousands of thunders were exploding in his heart. His body trembled slightly involuntarily, and he reacted instinctively. His arms suddenly burst out with amazing strength, just like a dragon leaping into the sea, carrying the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas, and mercilessly threw the soldier away.

The soldier's body was like an arrow shot from a bow, with a swift and fierce posture, drawing an arc in the air that was beautiful yet full of murderous aura. Then, he fell heavily to the ground like a falling star, making a dull sound that seemed to penetrate the soul. This sound was particularly harsh in this deadly quiet night, just like the sound of a death knell from the depths of hell, echoing long and long, carrying endless gloom and horror, making people shudder and their hair stand on end.

What was even more frightening was that the soldier stood up slowly from the ground like a ghost. His movements were extremely stiff, jumping and hopping like a machine. Every movement seemed so stiff and weird, like a zombie struggling to crawl out of the netherworld, carrying the breath of death and decay. His eyes were as empty as a deep and boundless black hole, without a trace of spirit in them, as if they could devour a person's soul. He exuded a strange and extremely cold aura, just like the cold air of the Nine Netherworld. Wherever he went, the air seemed to be frozen, making people feel like they were falling into an ice cave. The coldness spread from the depths of the bone marrow, and the blood in the body seemed to be solidified. The feeling of shuddering followed him like a shadow.

"No, this soldier has turned into a monster! This monster looks like the legendary... zombie!" Meng Jin shouted loudly, his voice full of shock and fear.

The cold sweat rolled down like pearls, shining strangely in the cold moonlight. The beads of sweat seemed to be the crystallization of fear, reflecting the fear and anxiety deep in their hearts.

"This is terrible!" Xu Xiaofeng's face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were full of despair and fear.

Then, countless soldiers lying on the ground stood up slowly as if they had received some mysterious call. Their movements were uniform, yet extremely stiff, as if they were controlled by some invisible force.

"They...they've all turned into zombies!" Lisa's eyes widened in horror, and her voice became sharp and shrill because of fear.

Their eyes were empty and lifeless, emitting a strange aura that made people shudder. That aura was like the cold wind from hell, icy and piercing, making people's souls tremble. It was an indescribable fear, a deep despair, as if the whole world had fallen into a dark abyss.

"What should we do, Meng Jin?" Xu Xiaofeng asked, her voice full of helplessness and fear.