Elden Gulong in American comics

The most popular among them is the temple of the red god R'hllor, because people believe that this group of monks who believe in flames may be able to speak a few words to the fire-breathing dragon, which may help them escape the wrath of the dragon king.

In this unbearable depression, that morning, people saw a dark cloud that was so thick that it could not be broken away in the south of Braavos.

In the dark clouds, there was red thunder, dyeing everything as red as blood.

In an apocalyptic atmosphere, the entire Braavos froze here.

In this city filled with water, the crowd was as frozen as ice. They raised their heads and looked at the dark clouds in the distance, forgetting to even breathe.

Some people also turned their heads and looked to the northwest, the pride of the Braavos people, the standing Titan sculpture.

But after some comparison, people had to admit that even the Titans had to surrender in the face of this power.

The clouds were riding on the wind, drifting towards Braavos little by little. It was said to be a city-state, but it was actually several islands. In addition to doing business, many of the locals also engaged in fishing.

What these fishermen fear most is the terrifying storm.

But now, the dark clouds have come down, and the fishermen who call their boats home are the first to react. They row their boats to the shore, kneel on the ground and whisper prayers.

In the sky, a dragon's head poked out from the clouds. His location was exactly in the center of Braavos.

This place is called the Island of the Gods, and there are dozens of temples of gods on it. When the incense is at its peak, there are believers everywhere who come to pray.

The headquarters of the Faceless Men, the House of Black and White, is also on this island.

"The followers of the God of Many Faces came to assassinate me. You started a war. To this end, I came to respond."

"From now on, the Thousand-Faced God will no longer exist in the world."

"The God of Death also has a time of physical death."

The next moment, a point of light floated out of Gu Long's body and turned into a girl falling to the ground. It was Melina who was holding the Destined Death.

Melina opened her eyes in mid-air and looked down. The black knife condensed in her hand and fell towards the Courtyard of Black and White.

"For you, I offer my destined death."

Chapter 365: The Invisible God

On the Island of the Gods, the Black and White Temple is located on a low hill. It is rarely visited by people and is not as popular as other temples.

Only those who seek death will come here. After a long prayer, the Faceless Men of the House of Black and White will agree to their requests and give these believers a painless death as a gift.

But today, for the first time, the faceless men in the Court of Black and White knew that death would also come to the gods they believed in.

According to the beliefs of the Faceless Men, the Thousand Faced God should be regarded as an existence that unites all the gods of death. In the past, dying slaves prayed to their God of Death, and the Faceless Man next to them discovered a secret.

All prayers point to one God, who has different names in different cultures, but all point to the One Being.

Therefore, the Faceless Men only called this god the God of Thousand Faces, thinking that he was the incarnation of death.

But this time, when the light point fell from the sky and turned into a woman, the faceless men involuntarily drew their weapons and became hostile to the existence that descended in front of the Court of Black and White.

This feeling is very strange. The Faceless Men have gone through countless experiences. In order to lurk around others, they have been able to remain calm even if they are pierced by a sword in the chest, pretending to be unarmed civilians.

But facing Melina's arrival, the Faceless Men couldn't help but have murderous intentions.

This was unusual, but they didn't understand why.

As for the poison, it had no effect on Michaela. The Faced Ones could only retreat towards the depths of the White House while watching each other.

Mo Qian muttered: "But that kid is the same. You are much more innocent than these old fritters. Relax, he is too relaxed."

Very slowly, many of us took Mikaela to the main room at the top. Outside, there was a dark white pool ten feet square, and statues of the gods of death from various city-states were placed under the surrounding walls.

Mo Qianjun had a hint of excitement on his face. You are the child of a warrior, but it is a pity that you can go out to kill the enemy like your father.

As Mo Qianyun retreats, a priest wearing a strange robe is waiting for you at the core of the White House. This robe is half white and half white, covering the priest's face.

"Perhaps he and I think of you more as Marlenia. After all, you can also be regarded as your younger sister."

It's a pity that Michaela is not a special person, and Mo Qianyun who controls you has accumulated countless experiences. Even if you are physically stronger and can fight with others, the accumulation of hundreds of years of time has left Melina Became a fighting theory master.

"Herald of the power of death, you, evil one, welcome to your arrival."

But for some reason, behind the white sword in Mikaela's hand, the death sculptures were trembling slightly, as if they were afraid of the power of the white sword.

In the sky, Gu Long was lying under the clouds, looking at Melina who was sitting on his back. There was mist floating behind her eyes, which reflected Michaela's vision.

"You don't think that's weird, that he's manipulating you?"

The sculpture shattered, and everything happened. The evil person raised his head, and my face turned into a woman with ugly makeup:

"It doesn't matter, I'll treat you more anyway."

"Be careful and hurt yourself."

"Let's talk?" Melina paused and said, "You're talking bad, you're just vague about what you want to talk about."

"No one dies. Maybe today, that sentence should be changed."

The vicious man looked at Mo Qianyun next to him, as if he were looking at a monkey in a circus and said jokingly:

Melina sighed: "Yes, he understands, these brothers and sisters of yours..."

"Obviously you are using a full-level account to abuse food..."

"When is he going to talk to you?"

The ground is very deep, and the surroundings are getting darker and darker. Outside the space where you can see seven fingers, you can only hear the footsteps of the people behind you.

Gods are always too good at dealing with relatives, even demigods like Melina. Seeing this, Gu Long laughed again and said:

That kind of move can make people panic for a moment, and a moment is not enough for someone with dignity to succeed.

Gu Long said in a voice like a mosquito, the fact is as I said, Mikaela's physical fitness can only be considered better than mine among demigods, but it is also several times better than those with faces.

Gu Long nodded in understanding and then asked:

In the white and dark passage, the Faced Ones continuously launched attacks from various places. Some of us fell on the white knives, while others successfully inserted their daggers into Mikaela's body.

"We all want to kill him, of course you know that, so he always behaves very maturely in front of us. He even has to sit in a small chair."

"Knowing how a man can kill death itself?"

The man with a face made a sound when he took action. The blade was hidden in the white darkness, but he used the tip of the blade to reflect a little candlelight, which shone directly under Mikaela's eyes.

Melina made a gesture on Gu Long's back, and Mo Qianyun, who was being manipulated, also made the same gesture. She swung the white knife in her hand, held the dagger coming, and then stabbed it under the opponent's wrist. Ordered it.

Michaela did not speak, but raised the white knife in her hand and stabbed the first statue behind her. This was the god of death in Kohol and the main god of the place, an existence named the White Goat.

At this moment, the body of the Faced Man became fuller, and Michaela stepped back, elegantly walking past the Faced Man who had turned into a mummy.

Mo Qianyun spoke again, focusing on controlling Mo Qianyun. As Michaela pushed open the ajar door of the White House, a cold light had not yet hit your heart.

"If the power in your body is leaked, the world will become a dead zone no matter what."

The priest raised his head and revealed the face on the robe. It was a skeletal face that was not as special as a mummy, with maggots crawling underneath. Following the other person's actions, the maggots retracted into the empty eye sockets.

Did Michaela speak? You couldn't speak either. He just stiffly raised the white knife in his hand. The vicious man's movements were stiff for a moment, and then he said fiercely:

Mo Qian asked, and Mo Qianyun nodded: "Your emotions are not stable. I dare you to move freely."

As he said that, the vicious man walked behind and led Michaela towards the ground of Baibai Courtyard.

"Please sacrifice your life for the God of Many Faces."

"Please come with you, the God of Many Faces is up there."

"The statue outside is the most special clay sculpture ever. How is he going to find the Thousand-Faced God?"

Gu Long looked at Melina who was moving around on his back. Although Melina had no experience in close combat, her body was strong after all, and it would be bad to be injured by calm movements.

There were dozens of sculptures placed outside, and the gods of death from various city-states stood outside, looking at everyone who came in the dim candlelight.

But very slowly, we desperately found that those thrusts were of little use. The boy was like a ghost, letting the swords that penetrated your body fly away, as if they were stabbing in the air.

Chapter 366: Fall of God

For tangible things, it can always be killed, but what if it is intangible faith.

The kind man was very proud. Even though he was already a priest of the Thousand-Faced God, he had never seen this mysterious god appear. In his opinion, this existence was probably some kind of philosophical concept, and There is no real entity.

As for the abilities of those faceless men, most faceless men believe that these are just the result of special training and there is nothing magical about them.

How can we face invisible faith with a sharp blade?

But the next second, he realized that he seemed to have made a mistake. He had misjudged the opponent's strength.

Melina took the knife back in her hand and closed her eyes. Unrivaled golden light radiated from her body and rushed towards the statue next to her.

The kind man was bathed in the light and felt that his whole body was burning. The sharp stinging pain started from his bone marrow and spread to every inch of his fingertips.

This was an unprecedented feeling. Ever since he entered the Courtyard of Black and White and gave up his name, he had rarely felt this sharp pain. The kind man fell to his knees on the ground. He wanted to scream, but he could only make a short sound. breathing sound.

On the other side, the dozens of statues shook. They were trembling in the light, and there was a faint power emanating from the statues.

Then, those statues cracked, and gray-white mist poured out from them, attacking Melina.

The Bumicela people sighed, feeling afraid of their fate. Soon, the fear turned into a kind of anger.

At this moment, these faces flashed under the Thousand-Faced God. The gray mist-like god silently moved closer to Lavos, just like the Faced One under my command.

Gu Long winked at Melina and said.

"Scary... so scary!"

"The God of Thousand Faces...has fallen?"

As a result, at half hour, there was no longer a row of hung sinners under the List of Gods Island. People looked at the dark clouds in the sky, hoping to obtain the Dragon King's forgiveness in that way.

After hearing Qu Qunping's words, Gu Long thought about it and then said: "Isn't there any way to make that god's death more grand?"

The huge thunder woke up the Bumikela people from their dreams. We opened our eyes in confusion and recalled the dream we just saw.

"It would be a shame to be stabbed to death in the basement."

For a small number of religions, dreams have a mysterious color. The superstitious Bumikeira people exchanged the same dreams and were shocked by the meaning.

The evil man is wrong, I am indeed a god with no body, or more wrongly, the God with a Thousand Faces is just a concept in the end.