The Great Dream God

Edward's heart was beating violently, and his breathing became rapid, but there was no hesitation in his eyes. His firm and resolute eyes were like a burning flame, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

He stretched out his hand at lightning speed, and that hand was strong and powerful, as if it contained endless power. When his hand tightly grasped Princess Ziyang's shoulder, Princess Ziyang felt an unprecedented sense of security. That force was not only physical strength, but also a kind of spiritual support, as if silently telling her that he would do his best to protect her safety, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles there were ahead.

Edward quickly glanced around. The ruins were filled with a rotten smell, broken walls and ruins were everywhere, and danger seemed to lurk in every corner. He knew that it was not suitable to stay here for long, and he had to take Princess Ziyang away from this dangerous place as soon as possible.

He took a deep breath, pulled Princess Ziyang, and carefully avoided the gravel and debris on the ground. He took every step very carefully, fearing that Princess Ziyang would be hurt if he was not careful. Princess Ziyang followed closely behind him, her eyes full of trust in Edward.

In this dangerous ruin, the figures of Edward and Princess Ziyang seem so small, but the hope in their hearts is like a bright light, illuminating the way forward.

However, at this critical moment, Meng Jin was like an enraged lion. He suddenly leaned over and picked up a stone from the ground at lightning speed. His eyes turned red with anger, and the blazing anger seemed to devour everything. It seemed that his eye sockets were really about to burst into blazing flames. He gritted his teeth and kept cursing: "Edward, you shameless traitor, do you think you can escape?" The angry voice stirred in the air, with deep resentment and determination, as if to tear Edward apart completely.

Then, he held the stone tightly in his hand, and at this moment, something strange happened. From nowhere, a mysterious force brought about a blazing flame, which instantly enveloped the stone, and the scorching temperature made the surrounding air distorted. At this time, Meng Jin's muscles were tense, and his veins were bulging like a dragon. Every muscle contained endless power. He used all his strength to lift the burning stone high up, and then smashed it hard at Edward.

With a loud bang, the stone instantly shattered into countless fragments. These fragments burst out with a powerful impact like fragmentation grenades, and scattered rapidly in all directions. Edward's body was instantly hit by this powerful force, and his body trembled violently, as if he had been struck by lightning. Countless wounds quickly spread across his body like spider webs, and the wounds were shocking and unbearable to look at. Blood gushed out like a spring, quickly dyeing his clothes red. The bright red color was particularly dazzling in the sun, making people shudder.

But surprisingly, Edward still stood there tenaciously. His body was trembling slightly, but his posture was like an unshakable mountain, standing there firmly. His eyes revealed an unyielding will, a struggle against fate, an unyielding attitude against adversity. Although the pain came like a tide, making him almost unbearable, he showed no sign of retreat. He gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain in his body, and supported his body with tenacious willpower to prevent himself from falling.

The air around them seemed to freeze, filled with a tense and oppressive atmosphere. The wind seemed to have stopped blowing, and the leaves drooped quietly, as if they were also shocked by the fierce conflict. The sun shone on them, but it could not dispel the cold chill. Meng Jin and Edward confronted each other, their eyes met, as if they were engaged in a silent contest.

Meng Jin's breathing was rapid and heavy, his chest was rising and falling violently, and sweat was dripping from his forehead like rain. He stared at Edward closely, and the anger in his heart was still burning. He could not forgive Edward's betrayal. This former companion had now become his enemy. He raised his fist again, ready to launch a new round of attack on Edward.

Edward, despite being seriously injured, still had a firm look in his eyes. He knew that there was no turning back from his choice. He had to face Meng Jin's anger and be responsible for his actions. He took a deep breath and tried to adjust his breathing, preparing for Meng Jin's next attack.

Meng Jin's eyes were like burning torches, hot and sharp, staring at the seriously injured Edward. Edward was seriously injured, and every movement seemed extremely difficult, slow and heavy, as if he was bound by invisible shackles. Meng Jin looked at Edward like this, and the uncontrollable ecstasy in his heart surged like a flood. There was a greedy light flashing in his eyes, and the light was so strong that it was like a long-hungry wolf finally found the long-coveted prey in the vast wilderness. At this moment, Meng Jin's muscles were tense all over his body, like a fully drawn bowstring, ready to burst at any time. His body was like an arrow from a string, rushing forward suddenly, so fast, like lightning breaking through the night sky, making it almost impossible for people to catch his figure.

Meng Jin held a sharp dagger in his hand. The blade of the dagger flashed a chilling cold light under the bright sunlight. The light, like a shadow of death from hell, ruthlessly enveloped the entire bloody battlefield, making people feel terrified. Meng Jin concentrated all his strength on the dagger without reservation, and his eyes were full of determination and resoluteness. With the force of thunder, he stabbed Edward's vital parts fiercely. This blow contained his endless strength and extreme desire for victory, as if to defeat the enemy in front of him in one fell swoop and completely crush him. In his heart, this blow was undoubtedly fatal, and he firmly believed that he was about to usher in the dawn of victory.

However, although Edward was seriously injured and in extremely poor physical condition, he had extremely rich combat experience. Years of bloody battles on the battlefield have made him accustomed to struggling on the edge of life and death. At this critical moment, he gritted his teeth tightly and endured the severe pain in his body. The pain was like countless ants gnawing at his nerves, but he relied on his strong will of steel and did not utter a groan. His eyes were still firm, without any fear or retreat. At the moment when Meng Jin's dagger was about to stab him, Edward showed an extraordinary agility. He used all his strength and rolled agilely, like a flexible cheetah, cleverly avoiding Meng Jin's fatal attack. Although this process was full of dangers and every moment was full of the threat of death, Edward relied on his tenacious vitality and excellent fighting skills to survive in this cruel battlefield.

Meng Jin saw that Edward easily avoided his attack, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He never thought that this seriously injured enemy could still have such a quick reaction and tenacious vitality. But this hint of surprise was fleeting, and was immediately replaced by a stronger killing intent. His eyes became more fierce, as if he wanted to completely destroy everything in front of him. The dagger in Meng Jin's hand drew a graceful and deadly arc in the air, like a gorgeous meteor, but with endless killing intent. He changed the direction of the attack and locked his target on Princess Ziyang who was not far away.

Princess Ziyang stood there, her eyes revealing a trace of panic and helplessness. She had never thought that she would become the target of someone's attack at this time. The traces left by Meng Jin's dagger in the air were like frost, cold and deadly. The cold breath seemed to be able to freeze a person's soul. Meng Jin's murderous intent was like a surging river, surging and unstoppable. He had only one thought in his mind, which was to put Princess Ziyang to death, as if only in this way could he satisfy the endless desire and madness in his heart. At this moment, the atmosphere of the entire battlefield became more tense and depressing, as if time had stopped, and everyone's eyes were focused on Meng Jin and Princess Ziyang, waiting for the result of this life-and-death contest.