Elden Gulong in American comics

Loki had a sullen face and said nothing. Thor wanted to pat his brother on the shoulder, but missed it. Only then did he realize that Loki was just a phantom.

"Okay, brother, welcome to Helheim. I wonder why you came to this underworld?"

Loki appeared from the ancient dragon and looked at his brother and asked. Thor shrugged and turned to look at the ancient dragon:

"I want to go to Midgard, but the Rainbow Bridge is still under repair. Do you have any idea?"

"You should add the word please."

Gu Long lowered his head, and the clone made of golden light looked at Thor, who spread his hands: "Okay, please send me to Midgard."

Locke snorted, flapped his wings, and said to Thor: "Wait, I don't have that much time to send you to Earth."

"If you want to go back, just come and help."

"This planet has been dormant for too long, and I want to bring it back to life."

Helheim is a dead planet, but it is the most suitable experimental site for Locke at this time. Using the dead surface here, he is trying to integrate the laws of abundance given to him by Michaela.

Gu Long already had some ideas. As he thought, a shining golden thunder struck the crown of the holy tree. The thunder fell to the ground, and dots of green grass rose from the earth. But then, the grass Withered and turned into ashes.

"It's still not lasting enough. The most important thing is the influence of the death force below."

As the former territory of Hela, Helheim contained a large number of undead armies left by the goddess of death. These out-of-control armies gradually desolated the entire Helheim and turned it into a dead planet.

But now, these ghosts have been awakened and are wandering around Helheim.

……

"So we have to find those undead now?"

Thor followed Loki, holding a rope woven from twigs of a sacred tree, while Loki held a scepter cut from a branch of a sacred tree.

"And what are those guys?"

Thor raised his head and looked at the Chitauri fleet silhouetted in the clouds above.

"In the words of the dragon, that's fertilizer."

Loki shrugged and looked into the distance. In the wind and sand of Helheim, there were little green lights flashing in the wind and dust.

"It's over there. You'd better be careful. Those souls are very fragile. Don't disturb them."

"I don't want to chase those souls around Helheim."

Loki said angrily. Thor held the rope in his hand and was eager to try it. He had never experienced such an interesting thing.

Hunting souls on a deserted planet sounds exciting.

Later, Thor had seen the full picture of those souls. They were a squad of fully armed warriors, each one scarred and terrifying.

Thor swung the rope and recalled what Gu Long had said. In order to exert the power of the weapons in their hands, they needed to recite incantations, so he chanted loudly: "Wealth at first sight!"

Loki clicked his scepter and said loudly: "Peace in the world!"

As the two chanted, brilliant golden light shone on the ropes and scepters, and the ropes swept across as if spiritually, tying up several souls.

"It seems very simple. Easier than hunting goats."

Thor moved his arms. He still had more to say, but Loki poked Thor with a stiff expression:

"You'd better not say it so early..."

The dark wind blew, and green dots lit up in the darkness.

That's a big army.

The army of the undead.

Chapter 197: Return to the tree

In northern Europe on Earth, people believe that powerful warriors will go to Valhalla, the hall of Valhalla, after they die in battle. Under the leadership of the Valkyrie, they drink Odin's mead and fight endlessly.

At this moment, what appeared in front of the two Asgard princes was such a battle-hardened army.

"By Odin, these enemies are worth fighting!"

Thor roared and fought at the undead army, threw aside the rope in his hand, and raised his hammer to smash the army in front of him.

But the next second, his body passed through those ghosts, and a bone-chilling chill passed through his guts, making Thor shiver.

"They are ghosts, Thor. You don't want to smash the air with brute force, do you?"

Loki said mockingly, shaking the long staff in his hand. The material of this thing comes from the sacred tree planted by the ancient dragon. Loki has never seen such a terrifying material. This thing seems to have a strong attraction to the soul.

He didn't know that at the junction, under the roots of the golden tree, there were countless corpses.

"Okay, come here now and see your king!"

Following Loki's movements, the ghost army looked at him and slowly walked towards Loki.

"Yes, that's it. You idiots, come with me."

Loki looked triumphantly at the ghosts coming towards him. Most of these ghosts were unconscious. They just walked on the road dully. It was not difficult for Loki to control these idiots.

But then, the sound of swords being unsheathed came from the army, and Loki's smile froze on his face. He looked at the ghost who pulled out the sword and charged towards him, and felt a little numb for a moment!

"Run, Loki, run!"

Thor's voice came from behind, and he was already swinging his hammer and flying into the sky.

The ghosts formed a neat battle formation, and they were charging forward, just like they did during the battle.

……

A moment later, the lazy ancient dragon lay on the ground, looking at Thor and Loki rushing over from a distance. A ghost army followed behind him, as if it was about to drown them.

"You guys are really amazing. I never thought you would gain so much."

Gu Long yawned lazily. At this time, there were some changes around the sacred tree.

Black clouds surged above the golden holy tree, and golden thunder swam among them. The ground was no longer filled with fine dust, but turned into sticky black land.

Life is sprouting, life and death, corruption and fertility are transformed in the holy tree, and finally the surrounding environment is transformed into the environment needed by the ancient dragon.

Michaela's holy tree can create a holy place in the snowfields of the far north, and naturally it can also create a paradise here.

Looking at the ghosts that rolled up the smoke and dust, Locke raised his claws. He didn't want these ghosts to destroy the paradise he created. The ancient dragon rose into the sky and slammed to the ground.

The law of life, thunder, and fertility flashed at this moment, and a golden-red fire wall appeared, blocking the ghost army from the holy tree.

The golden power of abundance wanders in the ghost bodies, offsetting the power of death in their bodies. Their bodies become transparent little by little, and finally change from dark green to colorless and transparent.

At this moment, the ghosts seemed to have regained consciousness, and there was a little more sparkle in their eyes. They looked at the surrounding desolate land in confusion, and finally locked their eyes on the holy tree in the distance.

"Is that the World Tree? All living beings are above, where are we?"

Although the World Tree mentioned by the Asgardians is actually a scientific concept of the universe, just like the Big Bang did not mean that the universe was blown up by a bomb, the World Tree is not a real tree.

But this does not prevent other races from really thinking that Asgard has a world tree, and creating various myths and legends about it.

But no matter what, the moment they saw the golden holy tree, most of the ghosts knelt down on the ground and prayed to the holy tree.

"Heroes who have fought in all directions, please return to the Holy Tree!"

Gu Long spoke dragon language that no one knew for a long time. Returning to the tree is not the funeral of the Gu Long clan, but Locke is happy to give these warriors some respect.

Following Locke's movements, streaks of thunder fell down and turned into dazzling arches, leading all the way to the sacred tree.

The ghosts walked briskly, passing under the arch and walking towards the distance.

"Where is this? Is that the World Tree?"

"It's Nidhogg, the legendary black dragon crawling under the World Tree!"

Someone looked up and asked. Locke shook his head, grinned and showed his fangs:

"I'm not some Nidhogg!"

"You have been dead for a long time. It is time to leave. You will return to the World Tree and become part of the world."

What Locke said are all facts. The so-called return to the tree is to let the body and soul enter the golden tree and become the nutrients of the tree.

"Lord Hela, where is Lord Hela?"

"She left you and may never come back."

The ghost below was restless for a moment, and then seemed to have figured out something and walked towards the holy tree in front.

They knew that Gu Long was right. They had been dead for too long. They fought during their lives and were still fighting after their deaths. They were too tired.

It's time to achieve eternal peace.

"Will she come back? Will she continue to lead us to conquer the Nine Realms?"

A ghost asked, Locke looked at the other person, and finally said calmly:

"She will come back. I will keep your memory and she will remember you."

"Thank you, Black Dragon Nidhogg, crawling under the World Tree."

"I'm not Nidhogg!" Locke yelled helplessly, but obviously these ghosts didn't care about such trivial matters.

When the soul enters the World Tree, he no longer has any nostalgia for the world. These warriors regard death as returning home. For them, returning to the tree is just a journey.

A journey from life to nothingness.

The ghosts entered the holy tree in silence, their souls were swallowed up by the tree, and their memories were sifted out and turned into light mist that filled the branches and leaves of the holy tree.

The light mist was stained with a little purple, and the memory turned into a dream, wandering in the holy tree. Everyone who lay under the holy tree would dream of these former warriors and witness their last wishes.

"Please tell Master Hela that we have been waiting for her here for a long, long time..."

Inside the holy tree, in the empty dream space, Gu Long opened his eyes. At this moment, there were many things in the dream. Countless dreams were like stars, hanging on the dome of this space, shining brightly.

"I was wondering if I should give this tree a name."

Michaela looked over. She was admiring these interesting memories just now. She asked softly:

"What do you want to call it?"

"What about World Tree? After all, this planet is Helheim."