The Great Dream God

Edward was surrounded by blue demons, his figure was like a blazing star in the sea of ​​demons, he continued to fight unyieldingly. Every blow was full of power, every swing was accompanied by a howling wind, his eyes were firm and fearless, as if he was not facing a demon, but just an insignificant challenge.

Those blue demons, intimidated by his bravery, began to realize that a single force could not shake him. So, they cunningly brainstormed and planned a plan. The leading demon, its skin flashed with a cold blue light, stepped forward steadily, as if every step was stepping on the pulse of time. It raised its hands and condensed a huge magic circle in the air. The edges of the formation glowed coldly, like frost and snow in winter.

As the devil chanted the spell, a towering glacier gushed out from the magic circle, like a star falling from the sky, rushing towards Edward with destructive force. The power of the glacier was enough to make the heaven and earth tremble, as if the whole world would be suppressed by it.

Faced with this sudden crisis, Edward did not retreat. He roared to the sky, his voice shaking the valley, and the spear in his hand pierced the ground like lightning. At that moment, the spear seemed to feel the determination of its owner, and it grew instantly, becoming more majestic than the mountains. It collided violently with the glacier, and the symphony of metal and ice crystals echoed in the air, harsh but exciting.

Edward single-handedly resisted the crushing pressure of the glacier, and his figure became even more upright amid the flying ice chips.

Edward let out a roar that shook the world. In his hand, the long hair was like a sharp ice sword, ruthlessly piercing into the hard glacier. This was not an ordinary attack, but a blow that contained endless power, as if even time and space were trembling at this moment. The power of the long hair was so amazing that it not only pierced the glacier, but also caused a violent reaction inside the glacier.

Instantly, the interior of the glacier seemed to be ignited, emitting streams of blood-red light, like a gorgeous flower blooming in the dark night. The blood-red spear, like a thunderbolt ready to go, instantly released a blood-red shock wave, fiercely hitting the iceberg. The huge force made the iceberg unable to withstand it, and it collapsed instantly. Countless iceberg fragments poured down like a meteorite rain, carrying a biting cold and a breath of destruction.

The rumbling sound resounded through the sky, and every moment a piece of iceberg debris fell to the ground, it was like a meteor streaking through the night sky and hitting the earth, leaving deep traces. The earth trembled in this ice catastrophe, as if telling of this spectacular and terrifying scene.

Not far away, some confused blue demons were still watching this scene, their eyes full of curiosity and surprise. However, disasters always come unexpectedly, and those blue demons who had no time to dodge were instantly crushed by the falling iceberg fragments. Their cries and wails disappeared in the echo of the glacier, becoming part of this magnificent and cruel scene.

Edward stood under the broken sky, his laughter echoing in the wind like a wild symphony, completely unaware of the impending crisis. At this moment, the demon general in dark blue armor had a cold smile on his face, his eyes as deep as the abyss, full of cunning and sinisterness. Behind him, several robed demons danced in the void like wizards, their gestures were continuous like a storm, and every swing was accompanied by a surge of mysterious power.

Behind these demons, blue hexagram magic arrays flashed cold light one after another, as if the stars in the night sky were torn off and fell into the mortal world. The energy contained in the magic array gushed out under their control, and in an instant, the iceberg fragments floating in the sky seemed to have life, flying towards Edward one after another, and quickly condensed into four huge ice walls, indestructible and freezing cold.

On the ice wall, countless ice knives were like falling stars, freezing in an instant, extremely sharp. They drew cold light in the air, and shot towards Edward like lightning, so fast that it seemed to tear time and space apart. These ice knives were like iron maidens made of ice, ready to trap Edward mercilessly and let him perish in the cold confinement. However, Edward's laughter did not stop. His back looked tough and arrogant in the light and shadow of the ice knives, as if foreshadowing that he was not going to give in easily.

Edward let out a heart-shaking roar, like the sound of thunder echoing on the battlefield. His body was instantly enveloped by a deep blood-colored energy, which seemed to contain endless anger and determination, blazing and wild. Under the reflection of the blood-colored light, an illusory and magnificent figure appeared behind him. It was an extremely majestic god, towering into the clouds, like the master of heaven and earth. The god held a sharp spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear flashed with a cold light, as if it could pierce through all the darkness.

As Edward roared, the shadow of the god suddenly rushed forward, and the spear pointed at the ice wall in front of him like lightning. With a loud bang, the ice wall trembled under the fierce impact, and a huge crack instantly tore through the solid ice surface, like an angry blow from the god, with amazing power. Ice chips flew everywhere, and broken ice rolled in the air, like a blizzard in the cold winter.

Edward followed closely behind, his body agile and nimble like a cheetah. He seized the opportunity and jumped out of the broken hole in the ice wall, holding a sharp knife in his hand, the knife flashing, cold and ruthless. He stared at the blue demons outside the ice wall with a cold look, his voice low and firm, every word was like a drum beating in the hearts of the demons: "The time for slaughter has come! I will not show mercy!"

He plunged fearlessly into the ocean of blue demons, the long sword in his hand dancing wildly like a storm, and every swing was accompanied by the wailing of a demon and the shattered life. The sword flashed, and the blue demons fell one after another, their bodies were instantly cut into countless bloody pieces, as if they were waves swept by the wind, collapsing and defeating in an instant. Their roars echoed in the air, crazy and helpless, facing the bravery of true love, they could only feel endless fear.

The power of true love was so strong that it was suffocating. His fighting power was at least equivalent to that of a demon lord. Such might was absolutely beyond the ability of the ordinary blue demon patrol to resist. They fled in panic and suffered heavy losses. About 80% of the demons turned into corpses during the escape. The remaining 20% ​​barely escaped from the massacre under the cover of their companions, still in shock.

Edward stood among the corpses of the demons, his eyes stained with blood, like a burning fire, reflecting endless murderous intent and anger. His figure seemed particularly lonely under the bloody sunset, but his tenacity and determination could not be ignored.