With unparalleled dream power, Meng Man forcefully broke through the blockade of forty thousand demon troops and charged towards the demon command center on the mountain.
Even Chen Si couldn't help but imagine, imagining that if Meng Man could kill all the high-ranking demons in the command center, then perhaps this battle could defy destiny.
Perhaps the demons would retreat, even suffer defeat.
Maybe they could create miracles just like the Purple Sun Corps.
They placed all their beliefs and hopes on the woman who emerged from the dreamlike illusion.
They wished they could pour their last remaining strength into her.
As Meng Man charged towards the demon command center, a long-haired demon who had hair reaching his heels walked out from the command center's gate, stood at the cliff's edge, and watched the approaching Meng Man.
Her gaze was sharp as a knife, hands weaving various gestures, while radiant dream colors appeared on her body.
