The Great Dream God

On the boundless barren land, a group of demons wearing azure armor swept in like a raging storm. The armor shone with a cold blue light, echoing the deep blue of the sky, as if the stars fell from the sky, condensing into this irresistible force. Their steps were firm and powerful, and every step they took seemed to have the shock of thousands of horses galloping, resounding through the world and deafening. This sound was like the roar of a strong wind sweeping across the grassland, and like the explosion of thunder in the clouds, with a trembling majesty.

They rushed over like an unstoppable torrent, rushing straight towards the battlefield that was about to take place. In the distance, the human army stood like a steel wall, silent and solemn, waiting for this inevitable showdown. Meng Jin also stopped his firm steps at this moment, staring at the blue demon army gathering on the horizon. In his eyes, there was both vigilance against powerful enemies and a firm determination to fight. He knew that when the figures of these blue demons condensed into one on the horizon, it meant that a new round of war was about to be ignited, and a life-and-death contest was about to unfold fiercely on this vast land!

Although Edward was filled with fear in his heart, he resolutely stepped into the flames of the battlefield again. He held the sharp spear tightly, and the tip of the spear flashed with cold light, as if it was a symbol of his firm determination. He was wearing heavy armor, and every piece of iron carried the memory of his countless battles. At this moment, they protected him from the threat of death.

Facing the surging blue demon army like the ocean, Edward did not flinch. His spear was like lightning in the wind. Every swing of his spear cut through the air, bringing up blood-colored shock waves, like the roar of a beast, shaking the enemy's formation. These air waves were like his anger and courage, violently impacting the demon's defense line.

Seeing this, the blue demons' eyes flashed with cunning light. They raised their hands high and whispered mysterious spells. It was the ancient language of their race, which contained powerful magic. Blue magic circles bloomed in their palms, like bright stars in the night sky, but with cold malice. As they slapped the ground hard, the magic circles instantly turned into huge icebergs rising from the ground and piercing the sky, blocking Edward and them.

The blood-colored air wave hit the top of the iceberg, making a deafening roar, and the entire battlefield trembled under this force. However, the hard iceberg was not easily broken, but instead, it was like a solid shield, resisting the impact of the blood-colored air wave, only cutting off half of the iceberg, but failing to shake its foundation. Although Edward's attack was powerful, the iceberg's defense in front of him put him in a stalemate.

In a group of deep blue demons, a general who looked like a god of war walked out slowly. Every step he took seemed to step on the heart of the air, shaking the evil spirit around him. He was burly, with broad shoulders and a broad back. His black armor was inlaid with blue magic crystals, flashing a cold light. His unique symbol - the thick and neatly trimmed beard on his chin, added a bit of majesty. He gently stroked his beard, his eyes were deep, like stars in the dark night, and he squinted his eyes silently, focusing his sight on Edward not far away.

Edward, the former compatriot, now stood on the opposite side. His eyes were like an ice lake in winter, cold and unfathomable. He stared at the general without any retreat. His determination and tenacity seemed to tell the world that he was ready to meet all challenges. The voice of the blue demon general echoed in the empty land. Every word was like a sharp arrow, piercing people's hearts: "The man in front of us was once our compatriot, but now he has become a traitor. He actually dared to help humans and become an enemy of our demon clan. Such behavior can only be redeemed by the death penalty!"

The blue demon's eyes were like deep Arctic ice lakes, revealing endless indifference and indifference. There was no emotion in his eyes, only a firm and cold determination. As soon as he finished speaking, the invisible command spread like ripples to the group of demons behind him who were also wearing blue armor. They moved in unison, as if controlled by the same string, and raised the ice spears that had already condensed in their hands. Each of these ice spears was crystal clear, flashing with cold light, like a sharp sword in the cold winter, waiting for the moment to attack.

They swung their arms vigorously, and the ice spears flew into the sky like a violent storm, instantly breaking the tranquility of the sky. At that moment, the sky seemed to have turned into a huge arena, and countless ice spears gathered in the air, forming a dense cloud of ice spikes, like the dark clouds before a storm, oppressive and terrifying. Then, this torrent of ice poured down with the force of thunder, directly pointing to the target named Edward on the ground. This scene was like a punishment from heaven, cold and ruthless, with destructive power, directly approaching Edward's defense line.

Edward fearlessly released a blood-colored energy shield, which was like a blazing barrier, burning his determination and strength. Under the fierce impact of the cold ice spikes, the energy shield began to tremble, and cracks spread like spider webs, and each crack seemed to tell the hardship of resisting.

Although the shield was instantly shattered and turned into nothingness under the ruthless impact of the ice spikes, the ice spikes did not stop Edward. They pierced his body mercilessly and nailed him to the spot. His body was instantly covered with cold spikes, like a sculpture wrapped in hedgehog skin. However, he did not fall down. Although his body was pierced, he stood like an unyielding statue.

Edward raised his head quietly, his eyes flashing with tenacity and indomitable spirit. His lips were tightly closed, without any groan of pain, only silent resistance. He stared directly at those blue demons, the source of fear that was trying to devour him, and he smiled coldly: "You want to kill me, but you are not yet ready!" His voice was deep and firm, full of challenge, as if telling them that the fire of his life was not extinguished by their attack, but became even stronger.

Edward's existence is like an unshakable barrier. No matter how many blows he suffers, he will stand firm and use his courage and perseverance to declare his indomitable spirit and tenacity to the world.

Edward's figure looked particularly firm in the afterglow of the setting sun. He stood up and rushed into the area occupied by the blue demon without hesitation, like a sharp sword piercing the quiet night sky. His steps were powerful and resolute, as if every step was stepping on the enemy's heart, causing panic.

The spear in his hand, that is his belief, his strength, at this moment, flashes coldly in the moonlight. Facing a savage blue demon, it released an indestructible ice shield, trying to block his way forward. However, Edward had no fear in his eyes. He was like a skilled glassmaker, accurately finding the weakness of the ice shield, swinging the spear violently again and again, and the ice shield shattered like fragile glass fragments under his attack.

The spear pierced the blue demon's heart like lightning, hitting its vital point. The demon let out a shrill roar and then fell to the ground. Edward did not stop. He chased his prey like a cheetah, without mercy. He stabbed the demons that blocked his way one by one. His spear was like a hot iron stick, mercilessly stringing together a bunch of demons. They struggled painfully in the air, but could not break free from the shackles of death.

Edward's figure became taller and taller amid the demon's howling, and the flame of battle burned in his eyes!