The Great Dream God

However, at this critical moment, in the distant house filled with ancient and mysterious atmosphere, a blazing flame suddenly burst out. The flame was like a roaring fire dragon, carrying a terrifying force that could destroy the world, and its momentum was as surging as a dragon emerging from the sea.

"Whoosh!" The flames burned fiercely, like a scorching sun falling on earth, and the blazing light instantly illuminated the surrounding darkness. The light was dazzling, like a bright pearl, illuminating the entire world as if it were daytime. It rushed towards Edward's back at an astonishing speed, and wherever it passed, the air seemed to be burned and twisted violently, forming a series of heat waves visible to the naked eye.

There was a loud bang, like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting apart, and the whole world was shaking violently. The sound was like thunder, which made people's eardrums hurt and their souls seemed to be shaken out of their bodies. Edward's back was hit hard by the powerful flames, and he groaned in pain. The sound was full of pain and anger, as if a wounded beast was making its last desperate roar.

"Ah!" He turned his head suddenly, and his eyes were instantly filled with blood-red light. The light was like substance, shooting out from his eyes, turning into two extremely sharp blades, with endless murderous intent, directly cutting the burning flame into two parts. The two blades flashed with cold light, as if they could cut everything in the world into pieces.

Edward roared angrily like a mad beast: "How dare you sneak attack me? I will tear you into pieces!" The voice echoed wildly in the air, like rolling thunder, as if it was going to shake the whole world to pieces. The voice was filled with endless anger and murderous intent, which made people tremble with fear, as if the doomsday judgment was about to come.

"Edward, don't be so arrogant!" Meng Jin shouted through gritted teeth, with an unyielding fire burning in his eyes, "The battle is not over yet!" His voice was firm and powerful, as if he was challenging fate.

"Hmph, just you? And that sneak attacker who is hiding his head and showing his tail?" Edward snorted disdainfully, his eyes full of contempt and ridicule, "You are nothing but my defeated enemies!" His words were like cold blades, piercing Meng Jin's heart, but Meng Jin had no intention of retreating at all. His heart was full of fighting spirit, and he firmly believed that the outcome of this battle was still unknown.

At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, as if cheering for this fierce battle. The howling wind made it impossible to open one's eyes, and the figures of Meng Jin and Edward seemed more determined in the wind. Their eyes met, as if two lightning bolts collided in the air, bursting into fierce sparks. This battle has just begun, and the future outcome is still unknown.

Meng Jin's eyes widened, full of astonishment and shock, as he stared at the dreamlike scene in front of him. His heart surged like the surging, endless waves. His joy was like a flood that burst its banks, rushing out recklessly, with such force that it seemed to swallow up everything. His eyes, which were originally as dull and lifeless as a deep pool, were now ablaze with a blazing fire of hope. The flame was hot and bright, as if he had caught a glimpse of a precious, dazzling, and faint dawn of light in the endless, dark, and desperate abyss.

"Haha, God will not kill me!" Meng Jin shouted excitedly, his voice filled with endless joy and excitement, echoing in this empty space for a long time. He clenched his fist tightly without hesitation, and that fist seemed to contain infinite power. There was a layer of dazzling white light lingering on his fist, and the light was as bright and brilliant as the vast galaxy, shining brightly. The light was so strong that it seemed to dispel all the darkness around it, and let this world be shrouded in this sacred light. The light reflected on his face, making him look as solemn and dignified as a god, sacred and inviolable. His face looked particularly resolute against the backdrop of this light, as if all the difficulties and obstacles in the world could not knock him down.

Meng Jin suddenly shouted loudly, and the sound was like thunder, shaking the sky, as if it was going to tear the world apart. "Edward, die!" He roared, and his voice contained all the strength in his body. The strength surged out like a tidal wave, with a determination to burn his boats and sink his boats, which made people tremble. Then, he smashed Edward with his fist wrapped in dazzling white light with overwhelming force. Wherever the fist passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

There was only a "crack" sound, crisp and piercing. This sound was particularly abrupt in the quiet air, as if it was the most terrifying note in the world. Edward's ribs were instantly broken under the impact of this majestic force, and the sound of the break rang in his ears, making people shudder. A stream of blood gushed out of his mouth, and the blood splashed like a fountain, drawing a shocking bloody arc in the air. The blood was like a blooming red lotus, sad and terrifying, making people unable to bear to look directly at it.

"Ah!" Edward screamed in agony, the sound was extremely shrill, as if it was a wail from hell. His body was like a kite with a broken string, flying out without any resistance, and fell heavily to the ground, making a dull thud, like a boulder falling to the ground, instantly raising a cloud of dust. The dust spread out, just like a thick curtain, covering Edward's miserable figure, making it difficult for people to see. The flying dust was like a violent storm, sweeping the entire space, making people feel suffocated and depressed.

Meng Jin watched Edward fall to the ground. The fear in his heart receded like a tide, and joy surged into his heart like a surging wave. "Finally, a problem has been solved!" He murmured to himself, with a hint of fatigue in his voice, but more of a sense of relief after being relieved. He turned around without hesitation, like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, and ran desperately with his legs spread out. His figure galloped across this barren land, bringing up a gust of wind.

"I must escape from this place of trouble, away from this terrible place full of danger and betrayal!" Meng Jin shouted in his heart while running. The voice echoed in his heart, giving him endless strength and courage. His steps were as fast as the wind, as if there was wind under his feet. Every step was firm and powerful, and he ran forward desperately. Every step carried his ardent desire for survival and endless yearning for freedom. There was a firm light in his eyes, and that light was like the brightest star in the night sky, guiding him in the direction of his progress.