The Great Dream God

Chapter 302 The Red Crystal in Hand

Mengjin stepped into the picturesque, deep and quiet mountains. The surrounding trees towered into the clouds, standing tall like ancient giants. The lush branches and leaves intertwined with each other, like a huge green spider web, cutting the bright sunlight into tiny golden spots, which fell lightly on the mossy ground like elves.

His eyes were as firm as a rock, and his deep eyes seemed to contain endless wisdom and power. He was muttering something, and the low and rhythmic voice echoed in the silent forest, like a mysterious spell, awakening the dormant power. A mysterious power quietly surged around him, spreading like ripples, making the air around him seem heavy.

With a dark light flashing suddenly, the huge and strange body of the King of Cthulhu slowly appeared in the light. Its body was as majestic as a mountain, but full of twisted and strange beauty. The King of Cthulhu slowly raised its huge head like a mountain, and its eyes flashed with strange light like stars. The light contained endless curiosity and doubt, and it stared at Mengjin quietly.

A puzzled look appeared on its distorted face, and it slowly spoke: "I have slept in this deep darkness for a long time, and the long river of time has quietly flowed while I was sleeping. What happened during this long sleep, Master? I have a feeling that the world has undergone earth-shaking changes. Even when I was sleeping, the turbulent atmosphere lingered in my heart like a nightmare."

Meng Jin looked solemn, his eyes were like torches, fiery and firm, he quietly looked at the mysterious and powerful King of Cthulhu in front of him. Then, he took a deep breath, as if he wanted to take the fresh air of the forest into his body to calm his inner waves. His deep and powerful voice sounded, like an ancient bell, echoing in the forest, as if telling an ancient and mysterious legend that had been sealed by the years.

"The previous emperor of the human empire, Zhang Tianlong, and I once conspired in a dark corner to plan a shocking assassination. Our target is this emperor." Meng Jin's eyes flashed with a trace of determination, a kind of reckless determination, "We have the dream of changing the world, and we are eager to break the corrupt rule and bring new vitality to this land. However, the development of things is like a runaway carriage, which is beyond our expectations."

Meng Jin's voice trembled slightly. That painful experience was like a sharp blade, piercing his heart again. "Princess Ziyang, that woman who seemed as delicate as a flower, but whose mind was as deep as the abyss. Under her seemingly harmless appearance, she hid a heart as vicious as a snake and scorpion. She noticed our plan and set up many traps carefully like a spider in the dark. Those traps were like invisible webs, binding us tightly and putting us in a desperate situation."

Meng Jin's eyes were filled with pain and regret, and his voice seemed to carry endless sorrow. "In that fierce battle, Zhang Tianlong, the once brave and fearless emperor, was unfortunately killed by Princess Ziyang in an extremely cruel way. The bloody scene, like a horrific painting, is still vivid in my mind and makes me feel heartbroken. The blood dyed the earth red, as if the earth was crying for this tragedy. Every drop of blood is like a curse, deeply imprinted in the depths of my soul, causing me to suffer day and night."

Meng Jin closed his eyes, as if he had returned to that terrible moment. "Princess Ziyang's methods were extremely cruel, and her laughter was like the roar of a devil, echoing in the bloody battlefield. Zhang Tianlong fought hard, but in the face of Princess Ziyang's conspiracy, his strength seemed so small. In the end, he fell in a pool of blood, his eyes full of unwillingness and despair."

Meng Jin took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. "After that battle, the world seemed to fall into darkness. The situation in the human empire became more turbulent, and the people lived in dire straits. And I, with a heart full of pain and regret, fled that place. I have been looking for an opportunity, hoping to avenge Zhang Tianlong and bring peace to this land."

At this time, a breeze blew through the forest, and the leaves rustled, as if sighing for Mengjin's story. The King of Cthulhu listened quietly, and a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes.

"Master, what are your plans next?" asked the King of Cthulhu.

Meng Jin opened his eyes, and the flame of hope was rekindled in his eyes. "I will not give up. I will continue to seek strength to overthrow the rule of Princess Ziyang, avenge Zhang Tianlong, and bring new hope to the human empire."

When the King of Cthulhu heard these words, his heart was like a raging sea, and he was so shocked that he could not express it in words. His huge body trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of disbelief, as if he had seen the most bizarre thing in the world. "I really did not expect that the Lord in front of me could do such a wild and unruly thing. In the past, you were a person who strictly followed the rules and respected them. You never thought of crossing the line."

Meng Jin's face showed a mixture of helplessness and grief. He spoke slowly and leisurely, "Sometimes, even if you want to abide by the rules, there are still people who force you to break them. In this world where the strong prey on the weak, only those with enough strength can control their own destiny."

After saying this, Meng Jin sighed softly, and the sigh echoed in the silent forest, like a helpless struggle against fate, or a whine of unwillingness. He looked up at the sky, his eyes were as firm as iron, and he resolutely faced the King of Cthulhu and asked the question in his heart: "How can I improve my own cultivation? Only by gaining powerful strength can I do what I want. I am thirsty for revenge, I want to seek justice for Zhang Tianlong, and I want to break the injustice in this world."

The King of Cthulhu was like a silent mountain, quietly listening to Meng Jin's sobbing and complaining. In his eyes, a complex and silky emotion flashed across his eyes in an instant, just like a deep and bottomless pool of water, so deep that it was difficult to peek into the mystery.

After a while, time seemed to freeze at this moment, and a moment later, the corners of the King of Cthulhu's mouth slightly raised, outlining a meaningful smile. That smile seemed to contain endless mysterious and powerful power, just like the dazzling stars in the dark night, exuding an intoxicating mysterious atmosphere.

Then, the King of Cthulhu slowly reached his hand into his arms, his movements graceful and calm. He then took out a blood-colored crystal, which was like a cursed gem, emitting a strange and dazzling light. This light was like the fire from the depths of hell, burning fiercely and extremely hot, with a strange aura spreading, as if it was going to burn everything in the world to ashes. The blazing light made the surrounding space blood red, like a bloody purgatory, which made people shudder.