The Great Dream God

Lisa nodded slightly, and a satisfied smile blossomed subtly at the corner of her mouth, like moonlight shining on the quiet lake, calm and deep.

She knew very well that if those people chose to turn around and face her without flinching at this moment, the confrontation would become extremely difficult.

Although she admired their courage to some extent, she was more worried about the impending conflict.

Her eyes swept across the tense yet determined faces. Each one was like a chess piece pulled by the thread of fate, about to land on her chessboard.

Lisa knew in her heart that they were not without a chance of winning, but to her, this persistence seemed more like a fearless challenge and a bet on the unknown.

If they really choose to stay, it will be a fierce collision of strength and wisdom, a contest with an unpredictable outcome.

Lisa took a deep breath and prepared herself for the storm that might come.

Although her heart was in turmoil, she remained calm on the outside because she understood that no matter what the outcome, this would be a decisive moment, a moment that would change everyone's destiny.

As the center of this game, she must stay sober, because every decision may affect the overall situation and have far-reaching impact.

Lisa sighed softly and looked beyond the diffuse fog to the unknown corner in the distance, where her sister Ellie hunted.

Her heart was filled with worry and expectation, as thick and vague as the fog.

Ellie, the sister who is always clumsy but extremely tough, always makes her love and hate her.

Ellie's straightforwardness and naivety may sometimes cause headaches, but her courage and determination are admirable.

"That idiot," Lisa whispered to herself, with a helpless smile on her face, "She always plays by her own rules. This time, the target won't be easy to deal with. Is she really ready?"

She knew that Ellie had her own persistence and that she saw every challenge as a way to grow. Although she was worried, she understood that this was the path Ellie had chosen and she had to respect it.

There seemed to be a slight movement in the mist. Was it an illusion or reality? Lisa held her breath and listened attentively.

Her heartbeat was particularly loud in the silence, and every beat was a prayer for Ai Li's safety.

The world in the fog is full of mystery and danger, but it also holds infinite possibilities.

She believed that no matter what the outcome, Ellie would find her own answer.

Time passed slowly as Lisa waited, and her eyes never left the foggy area.

……

Ellie, the tall and straight woman, held a sword that flashed with cold light in her hand. She took every step firmly and powerfully, as if the whole world was shaking under her feet.

Her eyes were like stars illuminating the darkness, full of determination and tenacity, as if the sword was not only a weapon, but also a symbol of her belief.

Ahead, in the mist of an unknown future, she moved forward fearlessly, the tip of her sword guiding her path like the breaking light of dawn piercing through the silence before dawn.

Suddenly, an ear-piercing scream broke the silence. It was the sound of a sword cutting through the air, like the roar of a beast or the song of a nightingale, piercing deep into the dream.

This sound was heart-wrenching, yet impossible to ignore. The creatures in the dream woke up one after another and looked towards the source of the sound.

He turned around and saw a shining figure - Ellie. Her sword was raised high, and she was swinging it towards the endless darkness.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and only Ellie and her sword became the brightest focus of this dream. Her every move was filled with endless power and determination, making it impossible to look away.

Ellie's hand tightly grasped the sharp sword, and the sword blade flashed a cold light in the moonlight.

Her eyes were firm and resolute, as if all the fear and hesitation were cut off by the sword at this moment and disappeared without a trace.

Meng Jin, the once invincible being, was now facing the tip of her sword, unable to escape.

Ai Li turned her wrist and the sword flew like lightning, instantly cutting through Meng Jin's chest. His body instantly collapsed under the impact of the force and was cut in half.

Blood bloomed like a red lotus and sprayed on Ellie's face, forming a sharp contrast with her pale skin, like a devil's mark.

Her eyes flashed bloodshot and a crazy smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, making her look like a berserker fighting on the battlefield.

"This feeling is so wonderful!" Ellie laughed loudly towards the sky, her voice echoing in the night sky, filled with endless release and joy.

It is a break free from bondage, a mockery of fear, and a recognition of one's own power.

Her laughter contained both the joy of victory and amazement at her own potential.

Every drop of blood that splashed across her face became a badge of bravery, proof of the battles she had endured and the efforts she had made.

Meng Jin's body was ruthlessly cut into two pieces and lay quietly on the hard ground. Blood spread out like a stream, dyeing the soil red.

His eyes were empty, frozen in the shock and unwillingness at that moment, as if he had not yet recovered from the sudden disappearance of his life.

Ellie stood aside, her heart full of confusion and puzzlement. She looked at the familiar corpse and couldn't believe what she saw.

Meng Jin, the person who once brought her endless warmth and protection, now fell to the ground so miserably, isolated from the world.

However, in this suffocating silence, something incredible happened.

Even under the shadow of death, a smile appeared on Meng Jin's face. It was a twisted and strange smile, as if mocking the ruthlessness of fate, or as if relieved from the cycle of life.

This smile made Ai Li more confused and also made her feel cold in her heart, as if Meng Jin's soul had not left but had left its final mark in this broken body.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to stop, only Meng Jin's strange smile echoed in the air, unforgettable.

This smile became an eternal mystery in Ai Li's heart, and also became her last memory of Meng Jin - a soul struggling on the brink of life and death, but still tenacious and unyielding.

Ellie's heart tightened instantly, and she opened her eyes wide, looking at the scene in disbelief.

Meng Jin, the figure that she thought had fallen, was actually slowly crawling up from the cold ground, like an evil spirit that had escaped from the abyss of death.

His clothes were tattered and his face was covered in dirt and blood, but his eyes were shining with a strange light, staring straight at the terrified Ellie.

"Dengdengdeng..." Alice's feet felt like they were stepping on ice and every step seemed so difficult.

She instinctively stepped back, trying to escape the horrific scene, but she knew she could not escape her own fear.

Meng Jin's body, or rather, Meng Jin's soul, approached her slowly and steadily, and every step was accompanied by a slight vibration of the ground, like a metronome of death.

"Am I weak?" Meng Jin's voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the distant netherworld. "No, Ai Li, you are wrong. It's not that I am weak, it's that you underestimated me. Your sneak attack only made me end my sleep early. If it was a fair fight, even if there was a huge gap in strength, I could still try to dodge in that moment."

Meng Jin's words are full of persistence in life and defense of dignity.

His eyes showed pain, unwillingness, and indelible stubbornness.

His fingers traced through the soil, leaving deep marks, as if telling of his undying strength.

Ai Li looked at him with mixed feelings. She realized that what she was facing was not just Meng Jin's body, but also a battle of survival and will.