Elden Gulong in American comics

The ancient dragon flew through the sky in the spiritual world, spreading its abundance to the earth, like rain, and the world that had withered for a long time was rejuvenated to a godlike level.

The souls gently touched the wheat field and turned into light and blended into the wheat ears. The wheat became plump and emitted a golden light visibly to the naked eye.

"When these ears of wheat mature, they will bring the power in the soul back to the earth."

"And the cycle of life and death will begin here."

Chapter 3: Broken Star Attacks

Gu Long landed on the ground, and he felt a steady stream of power pouring into his body.

The power of abundance is changing the world, and together with the returned death, they are building a new cycle of life and death.

The golden wheat field stretches from under the trees to the end of the horizon, and the waves of wheat are rolling, just like a harvest scene.

Soul Wheat:

Wheat, which is composed of the soul power of all things, allows those who eat it to forget everything and live happily in the spiritual world.

On that day, Roxanx, the dragon of the end, reshaped life and death, and grew golden ears of wheat from the spiritual world, which contained the power of the soul.

If the soul is just an ear of wheat, then who is harvesting them?

The wheat ears fluttered in the wind, and Gu Long gained a lot in the process.

The scales on his body became more and more dazzling, and the texture looked like gems. It was almost the highest-grade forging material, comparable to the scales of the Dragon King.

On the chest, the three laws owned by Locke were shining, and the Law of Abundance in the middle was shining brightly. The power in it easily exceeded the original Law of Electromagnetic and Thunder.

Michaela said softly: "Now, we have committed an irreparable act of blasphemy."

"Two Fingers must hate us."

Gu Long shrugged: "When you imprisoned your two fingers, you have already committed blasphemy."

"But it doesn't matter. It will still be some time before the real gods notice us." Mikaela said seriously. She looked at the golden tree above and said her next plan:

"Next step, we need to burn the golden tree to end this completely."

The golden tree is no ordinary tree. The power contained in it makes it impossible for ordinary flames to ignite on it.

But Locke knew that only the flames belonging to the ancient giants in the Holy Snowfield could burn the golden tree.

Unfortunately, the flame had weakened to an exaggerated level and was powerless against the huge golden tree.

Michaela sighed, a little reluctantly, and then said:

"To do this, we need to end the broken war between demigods and force out the backhand left by mother."

With that said, Michaela pulled Locke and said softly: "The next plan will be a little crazy, you must listen carefully."

"If our plan succeeds, you will become the new god, and the junction will be saved."

Michaela stood on tiptoes and whispered her plan in Gu Long's ear. Gu Long's pupils shrank slightly and he sighed.

"You are so willing to sacrifice so much."

"No wonder Marlenia always says you are the most terrifying god."

Michaela smiled and said nothing. She had made plans to sacrifice very early on. She lowered her eyes and said softly:

"That kid is so naive, but one day she'll need to get used to my absence."

From behind, the footsteps of the knights came. They had wiped out the last dead ones deep in the roots of the tree.

They lined up in front of Mikaela, as silent as a solid wall.

At the same time, the black tree wrapped around the golden tree also melted and disappeared little by little. The black roots traveled through the earth, building a wonderful circuit that connected the entire spiritual world.

These circuits take souls away in the real world and make them part of the soul wheat.

At this moment, the melted black tree formed a pool of black mud next to the golden tree, and the liquid in it was surging. One by one, the gods of death holding sickles and wearing hoods emerged from it, holding sickles and walking toward the wheat fields in the distance. go.

These gods of death are Godwin's messengers. They wear shabby robes with ancient dragon emblems and black thorns like ascetics. The sickles in their hands swing to harvest a sheaf of wheat.

The God of Death stretched out his pale skeletal hand and shook the wheat ears gently, and a few golden wheat grains fell down, suspended in front of the God of Death.

Then, at a speed that is almost invisible to the naked eye, these wheat grains are ground and turned into flour, and then condensed together, and finally baked into white dough cakes by black and gold flames.

The silent God of Death walked up to Forsanks who was lying on the ground, and stuffed the dough pancake in his hand into the opponent's big mouth.

Fulshanks opened his eyes, his eyes became clearer, and then dimmed again.

"Ah, Godwin, has gold dimmed..."

Fulsanks let out a vague sigh, and the huge body disappeared little by little. When the smoke and dust cleared, only a slender ear of wheat was left where the dead dragon had been.

"It's over. Brother, die properly. In this way, neither the golden prince nor the dead prince will appear again."

Gu Long looked at Michaela: "Aren't you sad?"

"It's not necessary. This is a path worthy of praise. Not everyone has the courage like my brother."

"He disappeared and turned into the god of death at the junction. Isn't this something worth celebrating?"

Michaela said nonchalantly, and Gu Long gently hugged her shoulders: "You don't need to say so much, it will only make you look helpless."

A bolt of thunder shot out from between the two horns of the ancient dragon, and the sky was covered with dark clouds. Two entangled bolts of thunder split out from it, forming in the waves of wheat.

It was a spiral thunder gun often used by ancient dragons. As Locke watched, a line of words appeared on the surface of the thunder gun.

"A pair of close friends are buried here. Their friendship transcends race, even life and death."

Whenever something big happens, the people in the border area always set up sword cups. They insert their weapons into the earth and engrave the glory of the past on it.

"Don't worry, I will remember them, and this thunder gun will also remember them."

"Even if they have forgotten everything."

Michaela didn't speak, she just held Locke tightly beside her. After a while, she said:

"Go back, we have been out for too long, and I am a little worried about Marlenia."

"Of course, happy to serve you."

With that said, Gu Long picked up Mikaela and rushed high into the sky.

The knights below looked at each other for a while, and the leading knight shrugged:

"Let's go, I still remember the way."

They are Michaela's knights. During their long time with each other, they learned one thing:

Don't worry about the affairs of gods and men.

While Cologne and Michaela were returning from victory, Marlenia was patrolling her army next to the holy tree in reality.

A few days have passed since Mikaela and Gu Long entered the dream world, which made Marlenia a little anxious.

On the other hand, after several days of fierce fighting on the Holy Tree side, the soldiers of the Holy Tree have become a little tired.

The endless undead did not cause much damage to the Holy Tree, but the immortality made the Holy Tree soldiers tired during the long battle.

At this moment, seeing the deceased disappear, the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, slept in the camp with their clothes on, and fell into a deep sleep.

But Marlenia couldn't sleep. She looked into the distance and seemed to see a trace of purple light in the dark field of vision.

"Shatterstar...Ratarn?"

The student got infected and infected me. It’s now 38 degrees [-]. I didn’t write well, so please forgive me.

It seems the chapter is wrong.

Chapter 3: Marching in the Snow (Revised!!)

When the Holy Tree was besieged by the Dead, an army was marching silently in the snowfield.

Latarn's face was a little gloomy. A few days ago, under the guidance of the Finger Witch, he smashed open the ground of Galed and discovered something embarrassing for him underneath.

There was Monger's former blood dynasty. In the waist-deep blood, buildings left over from ancient times stood. False stars hung in the sky, and floating in the blood river were countless ferocious and twisted creatures.

Meng's base camp is here, but the former king has disappeared, and the place looks a bit leaderless and chaotic.

"I actually hid here..."

Latarn's face was a little dark. He knew what was hidden under his territory. They were relics of ancient civilizations, and they contained power that even the Supreme Will should be afraid of.

This is why he has to testify here. He is Latan who seals the stars, and he wants to suppress all those horrible things.

But now, this seal was broken under his nose, and Mengge's forces regarded it as their base camp.

"It's really hidden deep enough."

Latarn patrolled the Blood Dynasty and found that Meng did not touch the core part of the ruins, but only took a piece of land on the edge, and finally felt relieved.

In Monger's Blood Dynasty, Latarn found a teleportation gate, which was built by Monger to realize his plan. It can teleport directly from Galid to the Holy Snowfield.

He once used this portal to secretly go to the Holy Tree and planned to steal Mikaela who was still sleeping at that time.

With the assistance of the mage in the army, Latarn expanded the portal until a passage was revealed that he could pass through.

Time returns to the present, Latarn is riding a horse, the two swords behind his back are shining with purple light.

The Red Lions behind them marched on this snowy field without saying a word. Although they were wearing armor, they would not sink into the snow at all.

This is all due to Latarn's gravity magic. Rather than saying that they are moving forward, it is better to say that Latarn is supporting them to fly.

Huey Campbell looked at Latarn in front of him with complicated eyes. The other person's expression was relaxed, as if it didn't take much effort for him to hold up an army.

You must know that even though Latarn only brought the most elite Red Lion Knights, including various logistics personnel, there were more than a thousand people in the team. Huey really admired this terrifying magic power.

Latarn's movements were very fast, and considering the influence of the portal, Huey's information did not even have time to be sent out. He could only follow Latarn and watch silently as the other party approached the holy tree.

Huey was a little tangled, not because he, as an undercover agent, was about to be dragged into a confrontation with his old club, but because Latarn's action was really not wise enough.

Marching in the snow, and having to cross natural dangers to attack the opponent's heavily defended base camp, it didn't look like they could win.

As if feeling something in his heart, Latarn looked back at the hesitant Huey, then stretched out his hand and pulled him to his side.

The Red Lion Knight behind him was commotion for a moment, looking at Huey, the lucky guy, with some jealousy, but he calmed down again when he thought of the opponent's strength.