Elden Gulong in American comics

Norman hesitated again and again, but still asked: "I have no other intentions, I just hope to contribute to the fight against evil, don't look at me like this, I actually have a dream of a superhero."

The grey-haired Norman didn't blush when he said such words, and compared with the youthful Tony Stark, he was more like a pure businessman.

Andre hesitated for a moment, but still remembered Locke's words, and said calmly: "No, we are not short of money, but we really need help now."

"Brothers of the order, some want to leave the order and go to the mortal world to fight against the servants of the blood god, but they have been in seclusion for too long, and it is difficult to integrate into the mortal world."

Norman suddenly realized that these guys are really a bunch of heroes through and through. At this time, he still thought of fighting the evil, and nodded quickly: "No problem, I can take care of the expenses of the masters, and I can also help them arrange their identities."

"Thank you, you are really a kind and good person." Andre's ugly face showed a rare gleam of joy: "Most of the brothers in the congregation have some physical problems, please don't take offense."

As he spoke, Andre pointed to his face, and a ray of light shone on Norman's body: "Most of us choose the holy tree to heal ourselves, but after serving the holy tree, those physical injuries are no longer It's important."

A heat surged in Norman's body, and the pain from the genetic disease disappeared in an instant, making Norman feel the long-lost comfort.

"This is my little gift. Although it is not enough to heal you, it can also delay you for a while," Andre said softly, but Norman grabbed Andre as if he had found hope:

"You know my illness, is there a cure?"

"Yes, Lord Sacred Tree can cure everything, even if it is a chronic disease that has been born since birth." Andre smiled, stopped talking, made a gesture of seeing off guests, and asked Norman to leave.

"But Brother Andre, what are you talking about?..." Norman was a little reluctant, but Andre smiled:

"The time has come, and you will know sooner or later."

Norman finally stopped insisting, turned around and left the room respectfully. He didn't see that after he left, Andre behind him collapsed on the chair, panting heavily.

"Good job, Andre." Locke appeared from the side and nodded with satisfaction: "You successfully bluffed him."

"It scared me to death. That guy looked at me as if he wanted to kill me. It is said that the Osborne Group has also done human experiments." Andre grinned, patted his chest and said, looking at Locke again, puzzled asked:

"Master Gu Long, shouldn't we just ask that rich man for money?"

"What a rich man, you have to cover up your New Jersey accent better," Locke curled his lips. Even after training, some of the other's words and deeds are still not outstanding: "Learn to speak in the tone of a riddleman, at the borderline Everyone is like this."

"It will give you more rewards, trust me."

With that said, Locke pushed open the door and took out a check under the carpet at the door: "Look, one hundred thousand dollars, this is today's reward."

"My God, Mr. Gu Long, we are rich, and the children in the shelter can eat more meat." Andre covered his mouth and took a deep breath, but Locke shook Norman Osborn and gave check for:

"No, we have to learn to launder this money."

……

The next day, Norman found that the check he had given appeared on the counter of a charitable foundation. Norman, who was rewarded by his subordinates, smiled helplessly and gave up the idea of ​​exploring the Priory of the Holy Tree.

But what he didn't know was that in the backstage of that charitable foundation, these donations had been turned into countless materials in a wonderful way, and finally flowed into the shelter.

As Locke said, in this financial center, even ancient dragons and demigods have to learn how to launder money.

Chapter 35: Secrets from the past

When Norman Osborn racked his brains to find the servants of the blood god that the master said, in the real sanctuary of the holy tree, Locke turned into a human form and sat on the golden tree, and Mikaela next to him was holding a book Reading carefully.

"I think it's a little too early for you to read this book." Locke said with a complicated expression as he looked at the bearded Grandpa Ma on the red cover.

Mikaela closed the book. Like his father, he is a master of magic and prayer. The man of God said with a smile: "This book is very enlightening. I never knew that change is so Interesting things."

"But for the borderland, the contents of this book are not applicable. It was still in the feudal dynasty." Locke took the red book and put it aside: "And what you wanted to build before will definitely not It's a world where everyone is equal."

Mikaela nodded. It is indeed too early to say that everyone is equal at the junction. The strongest god-man said with a smile: "I just want all living beings to shine under the light of the golden tree."

"Then everyone can live forever like a walking dead every day?" Locke asked back. Mikaela lowered his head and looked at the busy mutants under the sacred tree. If it was before, he might answer yes without hesitation. But now things have changed a bit.

The former border land was a paradise-like place in the most prosperous era of the Golden Tree. The nobles who received the blessing of the Golden Tree lived a luxurious life in Hongda's royal city without old age or death.

They didn't need to do anything. Under the light of the golden tree, even the inedible Roja fruit was as sweet as honey. The nobles drove their servants to build a huge city wall, making the royal city Rodel even bigger.

But behind the radiant light of the golden tree, there is endless darkness. Those races not blessed by the golden tree are like orcs who have been slaves since ancient times, like hybrids of different animals combined, and artificial life Son of Platinum.

These unblessed races were excluded from the light of the holy tree, enslaved and killed, and became the nourishment for the growth of the holy tree.

And Mikaela's original idea was to use the light of his holy tree to illuminate the entire junction, so that all living things would be blessed by the holy tree, and they would never grow old or die together, just like his eternally immature face.

But Locke knows that such a world is not good. A world that never ages, never dies, and never changes cannot be considered alive. If Mikaela succeeds, the junction will become a living corpse instead, stagnating there forever.

Stasis leads to corruption, this is the same truth, perhaps because of this, Mikaela gave up the law of the golden tree, and began to study dreams.

After all, in the already rigid junction, the dream may be the most changeable one.

But now, in this new world full of changes, Mikaela has a new answer: "Perhaps, an unchanging world may not necessarily be good, and it is not bad to be as colorful as this world."

"Even if you lose your immortal body?" Locke tilted his head, but Mikaela covered her mouth and laughed:

"Death is not a punishment for a demigod. Brother Godwin worked hard to die."…

Locke turned around and looked at Mikaela in surprise. This kind of secret was also a big surprise to him: "Godwin, you mean Gold Godwin, the dead prince?"

Gold Godwin, the eldest son of Queen Malika, was also the eldest son of the Golden Tree Dynasty. On the night of the black knife plot, the black knife assassins held the stolen death runes and killed the prince.

Originally, in the law of the Golden Tree, there was no such thing as death, and those who received the blessing of the Golden Tree would live forever, but Godwin's death made death appear in the world for the first time.

Therefore, a huge BUG appeared in the Golden Law, and eventually the ring broke, causing a battle among the demigods.

In layman's terms, this is a story about the premature death of the prince, which led to a group of dragons seizing the throne.

But now, according to Mikaela, it seems that this assassination was not a homicide, but a well-coordinated suicide.

At this moment, the immature god-man Mikaela sat on the golden tree, and said in a nostalgic voice: "Brother Godwin is called gold, and all he has learned is the knowledge of the golden tree."

"Every demigod will try to make innovations on the basis of the law of the golden tree, to learn knowledge that is not in the law," Mikaela curled a strand of hair and circled it on his fingers: "I learn In terms of how to brew dreams, Rataen is gravity magic, Lani is the star and moon, and Marenia is flowing swordsmanship and inherent corruption."

"But my brother didn't, he didn't learn anything, he just kept giving birth to offspring," Mikaela braided her hair and put it next to her ear:

"What he is seeking is something higher, such as... the law of death."

Mikaela's voice was very low, so low that it was undetectable, but Locke still had goosebumps all over his body: "But the death rune has long been separated from the ring by his mother, and there is no death in the junction, but, He still has a chance."

"The death rune is kept by the black sword Marikas, who is the mother's sworn brother. In order to better preserve the death rune, he is stationed in the dragon's storm city, Fam Yazra."

Locke thought of the city in the storm. The dragon city was sealed in the space-time gap by the Dragon King. Without special skills, it was impossible to enter.

"So, my brother spent a lot of time and found an ancient dragon who was willing to help him." Mikaela quietly approached Locke, telling the secret in his ear that no one dared to listen: "Then found me and asked for a bottle of dream Brewed, that is the wine that even the gods will get drunk."

"So you stole the death rune like this, causing the collapse of the dharma ring." Locke wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and took a long breath: "Is this kind of thing true to me?"

Mikaela waved his hand and distanced himself a little from Locke: "As an ally, you should be more honest in many cases."

"That's right, but I'm not that foolish idiot of Furshanks," Locke grinned and said disdainfully, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Actually, before focusing on the law of death, my brother was already exploring. What he first set his sights on was other powers... the power of the ancient dragon." Mikaela approached Locke, as innocent as a child. Evil smile said:

"At that time, the war with the ancient dragon had just ended. The ancient dragon sent an envoy. He said that the envoy was actually the ancient dragon who married his brother. In this way, the ancient dragon's power was incorporated into the law of the golden tree."

Mikaela took Locke's hand and said softly: "It's a pity that my brother refused, but I'm thinking, maybe I can continue what he hasn't finished."

"Will you be my king, Roxanks?"

Chapter 36: Shock in New York and Shock at the Junction

There was a local sound, which spread far away in the shelter, and the mutants below looked up, but they couldn't see anything clearly because of the light of the holy tree.

On the branch, Locke withdrew his hand angrily, and Mikaela covered her forehead and asked a little aggrieved, "Why did you hit me?"

"I've been thinking about messy things all day long. Didn't you say you were going to be the king of Marenia?" Locke frowned. The kind of brother who gave his life.

"It's not contradictory. I can be her king, and you can be my king." Mikaela's mouth turned up, and her body was constantly changing between men and women:

"Let me tell you another anecdote, Radagon is Malika, so my mother has already done this kind of thing once."

As the ruler of the borderland, Queen Marika's first husband-in-law was named Ge Fulei, a reckless man who relied on strength to conquer the world. Later, she split a male half body, aliased Radagon, and fought everywhere instead of the first king.

At this time, apart from the Golden Tree, there is another force on the border, the Kalia Dynasty that uses star-moon magic. In a war, Malika's half body, Radagon, met the Kalia Dynasty's queen Renala.

Thus, the Queen of the Full Moon, Renala, combined with Radagon and gave birth to several demigods. Radagon, who was the half of the queen, abandoned Renala, returned to the Golden Tree Dynasty, and married Marika in the Together.

Then the two gods who were originally one gave birth to the siblings Mikaela and Marenia, which means that Mikaela was the product of self-breeding, which is fundamentally crooked.

"So you are going to learn from your mother and have a baby with me, then with your sister, and finally with yourself?" Locke raised his eyebrows, and after a long while, he choked out a sentence:

"Even with Gu Long's values, this is too outrageous."

In fact, in a sense, Gu Long is a very loyal creature with a soft heart that does not match his stone appearance.

Just like Fur Sanks would be willing to stay by Godwin’s side for his promise, Dragon King Platon Shanks would wait for his god to return and stay forever in the gap between time and space, so even if he becomes an ancient dragon for a long time, Locke’s three views are a bit unbearable Such a strange way of playing.

With that said, Locke stood up from the golden tree, grabbed Mikaela, and said decisively: "It's decided, I should take you out to see more, you can't just sit on the tree and read a book."

"Why, I still have a lot of things to read..." Mikaela struggled symbolically a few times, but how could he, with his small arms and short legs, compare to the giant dragon like Locke.

"Because you have to learn to think like a human being, not like a tree," Locke said viciously, threw Mikaela down the sacred tree, and sighed, covering his head, "Why didn't I find out that this guy has everything in his head?" It's this kind of thing."

Below, the bodyguard Steve Rogers, who was squatting in the vegetable garden next to the sacred tree, looked up and watched a boy in white fall from the tree. He rushed up, hugged the boy, and lifted him It was safely placed on the ground.

"Thank you, young warrior." Michaela arranged her clothes and thanked Steve. …

Steve also recognized the "boy" in front of him. He was the owner of this shelter. In Steve's eyes, he was a very powerful mutant and was even revered as a god.

"You're welcome, I'm actually very old, not young." Captain America's expression darkened when he remembered the time when he was frozen, and he reached out to touch Mikaela's head, but he avoided it lightly.

"He is older than you, but he has always looked like a child." Locke flew down the sacred tree with his wings outstretched, grabbed Mikaela and said, "I remember you are at least five hundred years old, right?"

"Not so many, only over 400 years old." Mikaela shook her head slightly, with a temperament called elegance on her body. Steve grinned and stopped talking, but Locke stretched out his hand:

"Mikayla and I are going out for a walk, Mr. Bodyguard, get ready and remember to follow us."

……

A few minutes later, Mikaela, who had put on her children's clothes, was pulled by Locke and came to New York through the portal. Steve followed behind the two, looking at the metropolis in front of them.

"It's really changed here," Steve smacked his lips, and looked at the homeless man lying down in the alley: "But there didn't seem to be so many homeless people back then."

"Of course not, because they were all conscripted into the army at that time." Locke looked at the busy street in front of him, and let go of Mikaela's hand.

His appearance is a bit weird, because of the scales on his body and the wings on his back, now Locke is wearing a wide robe to cover up those features that are not in line with ordinary people, so it is a bit conspicuous.

"Okay, let's go shopping, let's start with some street food first." As he said, Locke took out a white half-face mask and pressed it on Michaela's face. After the other party took it, he walked to a On the dining car, two beautiful green knives were handed out.

"Let's have a hamburger first, I'll go over there and buy a taco." Locke handed the hamburger on the dining car to Mikaela, and the other party took small bites, a little unaccustomed to this kind of food while walking.