The Great Dream God

At this moment, in the messy ruins, Edward struggled hard, and every movement he made seemed extremely strenuous. His body seemed to be weighed down by a heavy burden, and every movement was accompanied by severe pain. However, his eyes revealed a firm determination, a will that would never yield.

Edward slowly jumped out of the ruins, his body covered with shocking scars. Those scars were crisscrossed, some deep enough to see the bone, some with skin and flesh turned inside out, blood constantly seeping out from the wounds, staining his clothes red. His body was trembling slightly, as if telling the story of the tragic battle he had just experienced. Each scar was a story, recording his tenacity and perseverance in the battle.

However, despite the pain, Edward's eyes still burned with an unyielding fighting spirit. It was a firm belief that he would never give up easily, as if in his eyes, failure was an unacceptable shame. His eyes were like torches, staring at the front, as if looking for the next goal. His lips were tightly pursed, revealing a kind of tenacious perseverance that moved people.

A blood-red light suddenly shone from his tightly clenched hands. At first, the light was like a weak candlelight, flickering in the darkness. But as time went on, the light became stronger, as if it was going to illuminate the entire world. Then, he suddenly turned the light in his hand into a handful of darts. Those darts flashed with a strange blood-red light, as if they were messengers from hell, carrying endless murderous intent.

Edward threw the darts with all his strength. The darts flew towards Mengjin at lightning speed like dense raindrops. In the air, the darts drew sharp trajectories and made a dull "puff puff puff" sound. The sound was like the bell of death, echoing in the air, making people shudder.

Meng Jin had no time to dodge. His eyes were filled with fear and helplessness. He tried to react, but his body seemed frozen and unable to move. The darts that came like a storm all pierced his body accurately. His body trembled involuntarily, and every dart pierced him with a sharp pain, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

A stream of blood gushed out of his mouth, staining the ground in front of him red. The blood was like a blooming flower, blooming a shocking red on the ground. His eyes were full of pain and helplessness. The feeling of being attacked as a sandbag made his heart full of despair. He tried to struggle and resist, but his body seemed to be suppressed by a heavy burden and he couldn't exert any strength.

He could only watch helplessly as his body was attacked again and again. Every time the dart pierced his body, it was like a sharp blade, deeply hurting his heart. The feeling of powerlessness and frustration was like a heavy shackle, binding him tightly and making it impossible for him to escape.

His body began to sway, as if he would fall down at any moment. But there was still a trace of unwillingness in his eyes. He didn't want to be defeated so easily. He used all his strength to try to raise his hand and make a final resistance. But his efforts were in vain. His hand just raised a little, and then fell down again.

At this moment, Edward looked at Meng Jin in front of him without a trace of pity in his heart. In his eyes, Meng Jin was his enemy, the one he must defeat. He raised the light in his hand again, ready to launch the next round of attack. His eyes were full of coldness and determination, as if in his world, there was only victory and defeat, and no choice in between.

Edward laughed wantonly, and the laughter seemed to break through the sky. He rushed forward recklessly, like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, his eyes full of madness and pride. His hair fluttered in the wind, and he looked as if he had already won. He turned his head and shouted to Princess Ziyang: "Princess, just wait and see! I will kill Meng Jin right now, and accomplish this great feat, and from now on I will be famous all over the world!" His voice echoed in the air, with endless arrogance and self-confidence, as if he had already seen the scene of people worshipping him after he succeeded.

Princess Ziyang stood in the distance, looking at Edward's crazy back, and a trace of worry surged in her heart. But she quickly suppressed this emotion, she believed in Edward's strength and believed that he would succeed.

However, fate is always full of dramatic twists. Just when Edward was getting carried away, a shocking figure suddenly appeared. It was a phoenix, its whole body burning with blazing flames, dazzling and dazzling, like a blazing sun, illuminating the entire sky. The blazing flames were jumping, as if they had endless vitality, and every jump seemed to be telling an ancient legend.

The appearance of the Fire Phoenix instantly quieted the originally noisy battlefield. Everyone was shocked by this sudden scene. They stared at the Fire Phoenix blankly, forgetting that they were on the battlefield.

Edward was also stunned by this sudden change. His laughter stopped abruptly, and his eyes were filled with astonishment and fear. He tried to escape, but it was too late. The fire phoenix rushed towards Edward at lightning speed and accurately caught Edward with its hard mouth. Edward struggled desperately, but his strength seemed so small in front of the fire phoenix.

Then, the fire phoenix flapped its broad and powerful wings and flew Edward high into the sky. Edward's screams echoed in the air, but were soon covered by the sound of the wind.

Sitting on the back of the fire phoenix was Xu Xiaofeng, who had crawled out of the ruins with great difficulty. Her clothes were ragged, her face was covered with dust and blood, and her originally beautiful face now looked a little hideous. But her eyes revealed determination and unyielding, which was a kind of resistance to fate and hatred for the enemy.

Xu Xiaofeng clenched her fists, as if to announce her tenacity and perseverance to the world. Her experience in the ruins made her understand the value of life more clearly, and also gave her great courage and determination. In the ruins, she experienced countless pains and sufferings, but she never gave up. With her tenacious will, she climbed out of the ruins step by step.

At this moment, she was riding the phoenix, like a goddess of revenge, ready to meet new challenges. She looked at the battlefield below, her heart filled with anger and sadness. She knew that this war had brought too much pain and disaster to the people, and she wanted to avenge those who died and bring peace to this land.

The Fire Phoenix circled in the sky with Xu Xiaofeng and Edward, and then flew away. The people on the battlefield looked at their receding figures, and their hearts were filled with mixed emotions. Some people felt fear, some felt admiration, and more people were thinking about the meaning of this war.

Princess Ziyang looked at the Fire Phoenix going away, her heart full of doubts and worries. She didn't know why Xu Xiaofeng appeared here, nor did she know where she was going with Edward. But she knew that this war had become more complicated, and she had to be prepared for everything.