Elden Gulong in American comics

"May you go to the Hall of Valor, brave warrior."

Chapter 264: The restored temple

For the cursed warrior, today is definitely the worst day in his thousand-year history.

Although he was ready to sacrifice the moment he was chosen as the Cursed Warrior, what he didn't expect was that his sacrifice seemed meaningless.

The cursed warrior, half of his body crushed by the big snake, was as angry as gossamer. The spiritual fire burned away his few vitality, leaving him in a state of near death.

As Thor watched, the cursed warrior clenched his hands, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

He never dreamed that he would leave the world under the gaze of an Asgardian.

"This was a heroic warrior who bought us valuable time."

Thor said to Loki behind him with a serious face. The other person grinned and finally said:

"You look so shameless, you really look like a son of Odin."

Thor didn't understand what Loki said, but the cursed warrior beneath him had turned into a puddle of ashes and dissipated.

The ancient dragon above was stirring the storm at the moment, and the space was roaring in the storm. Dormammu, who was hiding in the dark space, sensed the crisis. He felt that the mirror space he created was fragmenting little by little.

"Don't be too arrogant, lizard!"

Dormammu roared, controlling Ancient One's body and condensing dark energy.

At that moment, a dark dimension almost came to the earth. The big face of Dormammu's body stared at Locke, and a torrent of darkness emanated from his mouth, attacking the ancient dragon.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the originally bright sky became as dark as the middle of the night. The black smoke spread into the sky and was about to swallow up the ancient dragon.

At this moment, Gu Long finally accumulated strength, and the storm collided with the darkness with thunder, and the sky exploded.

click...

Click.

Crack clap clap!

A series of crisp cracking sounds sounded, and several huge cracks appeared in the sky. The mirror space created by Dormammu shattered in the impact, forming terrifying cracks.

Gu Long's figure flew out upside down, exploding several sonic boom clouds in the high air, and flew to the almost invisible horizon before barely stopping the car.

Dormammu's figure stood proudly in the air. He looked indifferently at the ancient dragon in the distance and said softly:

"I could have easily strangled you, but I kept playing games with you."

"But now, I don't want to play anymore."

The image of the dark dimension loomed behind him, threatening to engulf everything. Gu Long coughed out some sparks and looked at Dormammu above.

"Sorry, I didn't see it."

"Are you in a hurry now?"

Gu Long said in a weird voice. He looked in the distance and saw that Big Ben in London had just reached the hour and was clanging to tell the time.

"It's time to resolve this issue."

The bracelet on Gu Long's claws changed and turned into a divine spear, which he held in his hand and stabbed Dormammu in front of him.

Dormammu smiled disdainfully and didn't care about the ancient dragon's attack, but his expression changed immediately, and he felt that his power was being weakened.

He lowered his head and looked at the city of London below. Among the countless houses, there was a temple invisible to ordinary people.

Among them, several mages were busy. Lao Wang was wrapped in a bandage and shouted angrily:

"Hurry up, hurry up, of the three major temples, only your London one has not been restored!"

Long before, Dormammu had polluted the magic nodes of the three temples, allowing his power to enter the earth more easily, but after his conspiracy was discovered, the mages of Kamathaj began a new journey. Round of emergency repair work.

At this moment, the other two major temples have been restored. Only the European temple that was previously in charge of Modu has suffered the most erosion and is the most difficult to repair.

Seeing that Dormammu in the distance was getting more and more rampant, Lao Wang shook his teeth and walked to the core of the temple.

"Not yet?"

"No, Supreme Mage, our nodes are too severely damaged and there are too many parts that need to be replaced."

The mage responsible for the repair shouted, although the final battle with Modu ended in vain, in the eyes of many mages, Lao Wang is already the supreme mage of this generation.

"Don't call me that, get out of the way, we have to make some changes."

Lao Wang said this and took out a golden branch from his arms. He had made up his mind that since the node could not be repaired by traditional means, he could only use some other means.

"Holy tree, holy tree, please protect us."

Lao Wang prayed in a low voice and put the branch in his hand into the core in front of him. The branches of the holy tree sprouted and gradually wrapped the core.

Under the gaze of many mages, a young sapling replaced the core and appeared at the core of the magic circle.

The sapling grew little by little, and did not stop until it reached two stories high. The mages looked surprised, and they felt that the dark power in the magic circle was being expelled little by little.

At that moment, the magic circle that had been eroded by Dormammu resumed its work. The power of the three major temples were linked together to form a large net to wrap the earth, preventing it from being eroded by the power of other dimensions.

"It's really worrying."

The big tree in the magic circle emitted golden light, and Michaela's figure emerged from the big tree, looking at the ancient dragon in the sky through the window of the sanctuary.

"A dragon actually came here. Don't let it get hurt, my king."

With that said, Michaela looked at Lao Wang next to her: "Please open a door and bring my brother here."

"Tell him that there is some garbage that he needs to clean up."

At this time, Dormammu in the sky was swept by the ancient dragon's magic gun, his head flew high, and his body fell into the ground.

The dark mist held up his head, and Dormammu gritted his teeth and shouted: "How could it be possible? Why did it suddenly start!"

"Want to know? I won't tell you."

Locke's spear was thrown, turning into a red thunderbolt across the sky, aiming at Dormammu's head.

Looking at the gloomy dark master in front of him, Gu Long said:

"My spear still needs a name. How about calling it Demon Killer?"

"Or more accurately, Dormammu the Killer?"

"presumptuous!"

Dormammu roared, and a terrifying wave of darkness hit the ancient dragon, and the clever ancient dragon glided and hid behind the dark elf's spaceship.

The next moment, those ships exploded, and the huge shock wave shattered the glass of the entire London. Dormammu's roar and screams spread throughout the United Kingdom, but this was unable to stop his defeat.

When the smoke cleared and Dormammu was no longer visible, the cautious demon escaped again.

But Gu Long knew very well that he would not give up, and if he wanted to take the big rune that originally belonged to Godwin from him, he would need more powerful power.

The ability to beat Dormammu into submission.

In front of Gu Long, a portal opened, and Godwin, wrapped in golden and black flames, walked out of it and waved to Gu Long.

"Go on, it's time to clean up the garbage down there."

Gu Long looked at the tide of corpses below and said to Godwin.

Chapter 265: Reality Gem

Thor and his party below looked at the devastating battle in the sky. The dark elves' ships exploded in the aftermath of the battle. On the ground, countless dead bodies were laid out layer after layer. It’s hard to put your foot down.

The portal that continuously spewed out the undead in the sky closed, and the undead on the ground seemed to have lost their souls, wandering on the ground paved with bones.

The ancient dragon landed on the ground from the sky, and Godwin released flames from his hands beside him. The black-golden spiritual fire swept the dead, replacing Dormammu's power bit by bit.

Under Godwin's command, the Deadborn gathered together. This time, under Locke's gaze, the Deadborn's bones turned into a white bone dragon, shining in the sun.

"Can you change your form?"

Locke looked at the four-legged and four-winged white bone dragon in front of him, and was very dissatisfied with Godwin's blatant plagiarism.

"I modeled this on Foer."

Godwin put his hand on the bone dragon, and the black-gold flames rose up, covering the bone dragon, and burning the bones on it. Under the burning of the spiritual fire, the body of the bone dragon began to shrink little by little, but its momentum became more and more powerful. vigorous.

"This is much better." Godwin let go of his hand with satisfaction. The originally white bone dragon had now turned into a charred black dragon. Godwin jumped up and sat on the black dragon's body.

"How about it, isn't it cute?"

Godwin said softly that as the founder of the ancient dragon faith in the royal city, he even put on armor similar to the ancient dragon for his knights, which shows his love for the ancient dragon.

"You'd better deal with those wandering Deadborn."

Gu Long turned his head to one side, not wanting to talk to Godwin, and looked around, looking for the person he was looking for among the fragments of the Dark Elf's ship.

In the explosion just now, the Dark Elf's ship exploded in Dormammu's wrath, setting off a brilliant fireworks show over London.

Thanks to the explosion, after the smoke and dust cleared, the sky in London was now much clearer, and the sun appeared for the first time in a long time.

The unlucky dark elves were wailing in the sun, their fragile skin being burned by ultraviolet rays, causing them to cry out in pain.

The ancient dragon turned into a human form, picking through the ruins, and kicked away the body of a dark elf. He saw an old dark elf lying on the ground, motionless with his eyes closed.

"The heartbeat is too loud." Gu Long kicked the dark elf in front of him: "Are you Malekith?"

The dark elves opened their eyes and said they were called elves. In fact, these dark elves looked like goblins, with sharp hooked noses, pale skin, sharp teeth, and the iconic pair of long ears.

"Yes, I am Malekith."

Facing Gu Long's inquiry, the dark elf did not hesitate at all. He looked very weak and was dying.

"I need you to extract the etheric particles from that woman's body."

Gu Long squatted down and touched Malekith's chest. The man's head was still intact, but the lower parts had become a mess.

Flesh and bones were intertwined, turning his body into a soft blood bag. With just a slight press, you could see blood pouring out of his seven orifices.

"Looks like it's useless."

Gu Long sighed and put his hand on Malekith's head: "Goodbye."