Elden Gulong in American comics

There is a very conspicuous figure among the mages. He has red hair hanging back and wears the iconic blindfold stone mask of the mage in Haimo Classroom. He is placing several piles of documents on the table.

Wanda was very accustomed to life in the Holy Tree during this period. She had a high talent for magic. Under the leadership of the mage in the Holy Tree, she quickly became a powerful mage.

The mages of Haimo Classroom are an anomaly in the border area. This group of guys who advocate ending wars with war will smash your head with stone sticks as thick as forearms to let you know what real "stone-wielding" magic is.

Therefore, this mutant from the Marvel world grew up a little crookedly under this kind of education. He completely deviated from his position as a turret and became an out-and-out melee master.

The mages sorted out the documents, then saluted Gu Long and said, "Lord Locke, here are the documents you need to deal with today. They have been arranged from largest to smallest in terms of urgency."

"I know, I know." Gu Long sighed, picked up the top document, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"A faded person came to the snowfield, followed by a fingered witch?"

Gu Long looked at the description on the document and whispered: "Knight of the Round Table Vic, Gu Long Faith Knight, Faded One, powerful."

"In conversation with the witch, the word fire was mentioned."

Locke nodded, and then told the mage beside him: "Find someone to contact him and see if you can get any information."

"No, no, wait, I'll go there myself. This is Lance Sanks' favorite knight."

Gu Long thought for a while, then stopped the mage beside him, changed his body shape, turned into a dragon form, and gave instructions to several people:

"You finish processing the documents. If you don't understand, go and ask Ultron. I'll leave first."

A group of magicians looked at each other. They were considered intellectuals in the Holy Tree, so they were appointed as assistants and were responsible for some government affairs.

"So, Master Locke skipped work again?"

"Isn't this obvious? Let's get to work quickly." The mages complained, sitting at their desks, taking out their pens and starting to review the documents.

"We are battle mages, we can only do this kind of thing now..."

"But what we pursue is peace, isn't it? It's peaceful now, isn't it?"

Chapter 328: Vic the Faded One

In the Ceremony Town outside the Holy Tree, a strange man came today.

He was wearing a suit of heavy armor, with a tattered cloak hanging behind him, and his body exuded a strong smell of blood.

Behind him, followed a masked woman, wearing a white witch costume embroidered with a golden tree and two overlapping concentric circles.

This is the mark of a two-fingered witch, which means the identity of the other person.

"Lord Vic, please be careful. This place belongs to the evil blasphemer Michaela. He released the death runes and plunged the junction into darkness."

The witch whispered beside Vic. Vic nodded and said nothing. He just glanced at the bustling Ceremony Town. It didn't look like the Demon King's lair.

Vic stepped forward and followed the flow of people into Ceremonial Town.

They came from Nimgefu and were going to the southeast of the Huasheng Snowfield. There were ancient giant ruins there. It was a cauldron so big that it could hold a city. It was said that it contained the power to burn the golden tree. .

"The golden tree has sprouted thorns of rejection. The only way to remove the thorns is to let them burn."

"Lord Vic, we are doing something treacherous."

The witch approached Vic uneasily, and the other person nodded and walked forward.

Vic is very old. He was a hero at the same time as the First King Godfrey. After the Ancient Dragon War, he became an Ancient Dragon Faith Knight. Then he became a Faded One and died outside the border.

However, as Malika recalled the Faded Ones, Vic was blessed to be lifted from death and returned to the Junction.

As a hero who has been famous for a long time, the border area at this moment gave him a feeling that it was changing too fast. Looking at the people in the border area who were wearing strange clothes and living together with foreign races, Vic was a little confused.

They have a temperament that is different from the people in other areas, full of vigor and hope.

Vic didn't understand. In his opinion, as the death runes were released and people could no longer return to the tree, they should feel extremely painful.

Unfortunately, Vic did not expect that most of the people walking on the road at this moment did not have the right to return to the tree, so it did not matter if they could not return to the tree.

"Let's buy some things here and then go."

Vic said softly, motioning for the witch to follow closely, and then walked into the market.

"I want to change some money."

Vic looked at a weapons stall, took out a sword and handed it to the hybrid blacksmith opposite. The other person stretched out his arm covered with scales and feathers, coughed twice, touched the sword body, and then shouted:

"Stonwell soldier's standard sword, two dragon coins."

Vic frowned: "Why is it so cheap? This is the captain's sword, with a coat of arms on it."

The blacksmith opposite smiled, and with a wave of his hand, he pulled back the cloth behind him, revealing several similar swords on it.

"The Golden Clan of Stonewell are the most extravagant. I don't know how many things they exchanged for these swords. There are so many swords of this kind, even two dragon coins are considered high."

The hybrid blacksmith said, flicking the iron sword, and then looked at Vic's armor:

"Brother, why don't you sell me your armor? This set of full-body armor is enough for you to live here for a year or two."

"Besides, this is a snowfield. It would be very inconvenient to walk if you still wear these iron knots, wouldn't it?"

Vic shook his head. This set of armor had accompanied him in battles for a long time, so naturally he was reluctant to sell it.

Immediately, Vic looked at the witch behind him. She was weak and needed some supplies to cross the snowfield.

With this thought in mind, Vic pulled out a sword from his waist and handed it to the blacksmith. This time, the other man came forward and took a closer look, his hands trembling a little.

"This is... the long sword of the Royal City Knight, with the emblem of the ancient dragon on it. Hey, this is a treasure in the Holy Tree."

Due to Locke's influence, the belief in the ancient dragon among the holy trees is also gradually rising. With the coat of arms of the ancient dragon on this sword, its value has increased out of thin air.

Vic didn't even expect that the hybrid could show such a flattering expression. The stall owner enthusiastically took Vic's hand and said loudly: "Come on, Mr. Knight, please come in and have a cup of tea."

"I, old Pompeii, am the best blacksmith in this street. Entrusting your sword to me will definitely live up to its honor."

As he said that, the hybrid took out a bag from the box at the back, with coins rattling inside: "Here you go, one hundred dragon coins. I know this is a little short."

"But even if you leave the sword here with me, if you have money or get some rare things, you can exchange it for it at any time."

The conditions for the hybrid were very generous. Vic nodded and took a step forward to take the purse from the hybrid. The hybrid was a little short, so Vic had to bend down.

At this moment, the old hybrid saw Vic's eyes through the gap in his helmet. Those gray eyes made him tremble, and then he screamed:

"The faded ones are the faded ones!"

While screaming, the old bastard threw the money bag at Vic, and then his body lay on the ground, shaking uncontrollably.

Although the Faded Ones have only been back for a few years, their reputation has spread across the border.

It is said that these demons will not die and can resurrect. Therefore, they act extremely arrogantly. They always run into residents' homes at will, rummage through boxes and cabinets, and even slaughter innocent people in the village, leaving no one alive in them.

What's more terrible is that with the release of the death runes, those who were killed will not be resurrected, but will truly die. Therefore, the ordinary people in the border area are not only afraid of the faded ones, but also jealous. .

The moment the old hybrid called out the faded one, several hybrids ran over from the surrounding stalls, howling like wild beasts, and surrounded Vic.

"No, don't kill me..."

The old hybrid shivered and squirmed on the ground in fear. Vic looked helplessly at the surrounding hybrids, and then took a step forward. The murderous aura crawling out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood made the surrounding hybrids take a step back. .

"In the ancient dragon war, I killed more than a hundred orcs."

"In the battle against the Storm King, I will charge together with the First King Godfrey."

"Are you going to be my enemy?!"

As Vic roared, red thunder struck down from the sky and was held in his hand. The surrounding hybrids took a breath and silently moved out of the way.

Vic walked out of the encirclement, casually placed his money bag on a stall, grabbed some random food from it, packed it up, and then walked out of the market.

Taking the witch with him, Vic walked out of the market. At this moment, a young man came over. He was dressed like a businessman and said mysteriously:

"This guest is going to the depths of the snowfield, right?"

Vic nodded. He was carrying a lot of dry food on his back, obviously intending to go deeper into the academy.

"Then you may need a good horse, one that can cross the snowy fields."

Vic was a little confused. According to his understanding, few horses could walk in the snow, but the young man took out a ring and said:

"Have you ever heard of a spirit horse?"

"Come on one, this is a horse that can double jump."

Chapter 329: Vic’s Travel

Facing the temptation of a good horse, Vic was silent for a moment, then took out a somewhat rough pendant and handed it to the young man in front of him.

"The ancient dragon amulet is a bit old. Well, it's not worth so much money."

The young businessman shook the amulet in his hand and said with some disdain that the people in the border area had no concept of antiques. They had lived long enough, and those ancient utensils were just daily utensils.

"But considering the ancient dragon is printed on it, I can sell it to you cheaper."

With that said, the businessman put the amulet away and handed the ring in his hand to Vic: "This is the spirit horse whistle. It looks like a ring, but it is actually hollow inside and can be used as a flute."

Vic looked at the ring, and there was a gap in it. Vic opened the mask, put the whistle into his mouth, and blew lightly.

Along with the pleasant whistle, a horse was summoned out of nowhere. It was a strange horse with horns. Its four legs were slightly sunk into the snow, but if you look closely, you could see that it was only sunk into a small layer. It looks like it's floating on the ground.

Vic turned on his horse, and following his movements, the spirit horse under him ran, as if flying above the snow, almost making no trace of the snow.

"Nice horse, does he have a name?"

Vic asked while sitting on the horse. The young man below was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Torrett, its name is Torett."

Hearing the merchant's answer, Vic touched the spirit horse under him, then turned over and dismounted, looking directly into the young man's eyes: "I, Vic of the Knights of the Round Table, will remember your kindness."

"I'll take this horse."

The businessman opposite touched his hair, turned and left, still muttering to himself: "We made another good deal."

So, Vic pulled his witch over, and the two rode together towards the south.

There, there is a taboo in the entire world, an existence called the Fire Giant.

It is said that the flames of those giants can burn the golden tree, so they were regarded as mortal enemies by the golden tree dynasty in the past. After a huge giant war, there was only one giant left in the border area.

Queen Malika sent monks to guard the giant day and night, just in case his flames were ever rekindled.