Elden Gulong in American comics

"Don't tempt me with such words, I know your nature." Dum shook his head, trying to expel Locke's voice from his mind, and asked through gritted teeth, "How can I get more power?"

"Then do something for me, there is something that needs you to do." Locke retracted his head, licked his lips, and pointed to the side with his tail: "Come on, get ready to start your work, and... "

"I'm not the devil, don't confuse me with those guys."

Locke said in a low voice, the endless power of the dragon pressed on Dum's body, making him bend down involuntarily, and the roar of thunder rang out from Dum's head, causing him to fall limply to the ground.

"This is a warning, you should learn to respect others, and don't just speculate on the truth of the matter."

Locke watched Doom stand up from the ground without saying a word, walked aside, nodded with satisfaction, and took out a bag, which was filled with thumb-sized amulets.

"In order to enhance the self-protection ability of ordinary people in New York, I prepared something for them, the ancient dragon shield amulet." Locke turned into a human being under Doom's gaze, and took out the amulet in the bag and put it in Doom's hand.

"This thing can emit lightning and protect the user from certain damage." Locke looked at the ancient dragon mark on it. At the junction, the ancient dragon is regarded as a symbol of protection, so the amulet engraved with the ancient dragon can protect against attacks.

These amulets are low-quality assembly line products manufactured by Locke using modern industrial methods. They are not perfect, and they still lack the final step to complete.

"I have bestowed these talismans with power, but they still lack energy. I will leave the work of recharging these talismans to you." Locke threw the bag in front of Dum: "Each of them must be injected with dragon thunder, and we cannot be lazy."

"Are you sure you want me to do this kind of thing..." Doom was still a little at a loss, the knowledge he learned from his mother was useless at this moment.

"Bow your head, stay humble in front of me, and learn humbly, believe me, this thing is good for you." Locke stuffed the talisman into Dum's palm, watching him release the thunder and inject power into it.

"Yes, that's it. Use up your mana and then restore it. This is called exhaustion training, and it's theoretically useful." Locke shouted at Doom, and then changed into a dragon form, lying in front of Doom, stroking the mana with his hands. A broken scale.

This piece of broken scale contains the seeds of his power, and there are many such broken scales. After the threat of the blood god is gone, Locke is going to win by quantity and wantonly distribute his power.

"The power of the ancient dragon can only be used for half an hour, but this seed will be deeply implanted in their bodies." Locke implanted a back door for each broken scale, and the user will get a period of time. The power of dragon and thunder of time.

As for the price, that seed will take root in their bodies, and at a certain point, return to Locke's body with their understanding of Thunder.

"This method is like a broiler for mining, which makes me feel a little guilty."

Locke smiled and said to himself, and then shook his head: "I am now a partner of justice, so what I do is probably a righteous thing."

Chapter 55: Thunder Era

Soon, just two days before the Industrial Expo, a new thing detonated the New York social circle.

"In order to let everyone feel the power of the ancient dragon and find out suitable heroes, now everyone can experience the power of the ancient dragon in the headquarters."

In front of the building, the Dragon Witch told a group of reporters that without a doubt, an era where everyone has superpowers is coming.

Eddie Brock held the camera and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was a reporter who had been in the field for a while, but he could only be regarded as a fledgling. Fortunately, he was sent to participate in things related to the Thunder Corps.

"Everyone can come in and visit." The witch held her head high, and Eddie once doubted whether she could see the road ahead from behind the veil, but this kind of careful thought was quickly left behind by him, and he followed the flow of people into the building. .

This building was donated by some bigwigs. It is [-] floors high, and the bottom five floors have been converted into testing grounds for other people to use the power of ancient dragons.

The moment the witch stepped into the building, she disappeared on the edge of the crowd. Several hired staff came with a smile and introduced the structure of the building to the reporters.

Eddie held a tape recorder in his hand, and while recording, he raised the camera to take pictures of the hall.

The layout of the hall is quite simple, with gray and white as the main color, mixed with a little gold, which reminds Eddie of the scales of the giant dragon. A huge ancient dragon's coat of arms is printed on the wall, and red thunder is shining on it.

Obviously the decoration is not gorgeous, but it reveals a sense of oppression that is completely different from modern architecture. Eddie doesn't understand architecture, and he doesn't understand where this sense of oppression comes from. He just followed the staff carefully, watching the other party take Crowds are watching in the hall.

"We can provide a few free trial places for everyone to experience. If other people want to experience, they can go there and pay."

The staff took Eddie and others up to the second floor, where there were small closed rooms. There was a small box on the cabinet in front of the room. The staff opened the box, and inside was a white broken scale.

The scales were only the size of the skull of Eddie's little finger, but he stared at the contents of the box, regretting not bringing an intern over to take pictures for him.

"Clarion Daily, Global Daily, New York Times please..." The staff took out a slip of paper and read out several selected names, among which the two newspapers, Clarion Daily and Eddie's Global Daily, were on the list. Even ranked ahead of many major newspapers.

Eddie took a deep breath and stepped forward, picked up the scales in the box in a trance, red lightning shot out from the scales, and in a burst of numbness, it seemed that something had entered his body.

The staff signaled Eddie to put down the broken scales, opened the door and said to him:

"Okay, sir, you can go in and try it out."

In the words of the staff, Eddie limped into the room. The room was small and looked like a shooting range. The target was placed at the end of the rectangular room, emitting a dark light.

Eddie couldn't wait to close the door, stretched out his hand, and stood in front of the target in what he thought was a handsome pose: "Ha, lightning!"...

After a while, there was no change except for the occasional flash of lightning at the fingertips. Then Eddie withdrew his hand in embarrassment, wiped his clothes, coughed twice, and began to change his position and try again.

"Ha, Thunder!"

"Hey, Storm!"

"Thunder gives me strength, I am Xi... no, I am Eddie Brock."

"Makabaka, Waibibabu."

"Huhuhahe, quickly use the nunchaku..."

Eddie changed several different positions, but he couldn't release lightning like that ancient dragon, until he turned his head in embarrassment and saw the guidebook he had skipped.

"Concentrate, lock your attention on one point, and meditate in the pose of the ancient dragon."

On that thin page of the manual, apart from this passage, there was only a sign of the ancient dragon's coat of arms. Eddie closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. Gradually, the lightning flashed in his hand, and then in his gaze , a flash of thunder flashed and hit the black target.

At this moment, at the top of the building, Locke turned into a human form and sat on a recliner, silently feeling the power in his body. One after another, light spots flashed in the building. They were the seeds given by Locke. Roots sprout from within, waiting to turn into sweet fruit.

Prayer is a very mysterious thing. It is not like the magic in some works, which needs to be bestowed by a fixed existence, but more like a manifestation of one's own ideals and beliefs.

The orc priest who taught Locke Longlei to pray once said: "I think that Master Gu Long is very powerful, and I want to be as powerful as Master Gu Long, so I just think about it, and I will thunder."

Hearing this, Locke almost wanted to shave the orc's fur to see if the skin underneath him was green, but his words revealed the essence of prayer and the law, which was about the power of faith.

When countless beliefs and perceptions about Thunder come together in one place, new laws will be born from it.

Therefore, whenever someone uses Dragon Thunder, the seeds given by Locke will get part of their belief in Thunder and the ancient dragon, or belief, these powers will make the seeds stronger, and finally converge into Locke's own law.

"But now, it's still far away." Locke stretched out a finger, and a red light spot appeared on the fingertip. This is what he has acquired during this period of time. There is only a pitiful little bit of belief about Long Lei, but Now, in Locke's breath, the red light spot is expanding a little bit.

"Go on, I want everyone in this world to have superpowers." Locke put away the light spot and said casually. After that, a storm swept across the entire east coast.

The next day, the building was full of people, and people were talking about the previous reports. A young man poked a friend next to him: "How can I let go of this opportunity to acquire superpowers."

"But it's so expensive. It costs a hundred dollars to play for half an hour." My friend curled her lips. Both of them are not well-off, and seeing the price is a bit daunting.

In the next second, a young man in a suit and leather shoes ran to the counter and took out a wad of dollar bills: "One hundred dollars and a half an hour? Give me eight hours first."

Locke watched with a smile as countless people poured into the building, and then walked out of the building with red light spots, and said softly: "We can't win by quality, we can only accumulate quantity first."

Facing the turbulent crowd below, Locke stretched out his hand and made a gesture of toasting:

"Welcome to the Thunder Age, people of Marvel."

Chapter 56: The Expo opens

In the restless atmosphere of New York, the Stark Industries Expo has finally arrived.

Locke, who was lying in the dragon's nest, got up, looked at the red sunset beside him, and yawned. After becoming an ancient dragon, he was always insensitive to time. Sometimes a day passed by as soon as his eyes opened and closed.

"It seems that it's time to pick up Mikayla?" Locke scratched his head, but saw a purple portal next to him open, and Mikayla walked out of it and stood in front of him.

"Are you ready, Locke?" Mikaela looked at the lazy dragon and asked softly. Behind him was the American team Steve who was in charge of the bodyguard task, and the mutant in the shelter who was in charge of opening the portal. Guy girl blinks.

This child is much more active than Lao Wang, probably because her ability does not require receiving the magic power of foreign gods, and there is no burden on her.

"Immediately, immediately, you should notify me first." Locke said casually, transformed into a human form, put on a robe, and packed it up. He gestured to Mikaela and said, "Let's go, let's go to the venue."

Mikaela nodded. Compared with Locke, who was in full swing, Mikaela's career can be described as moist and silent. I don't know when, those regulations restricting mutants have been reduced a lot, and some weird mutants People are also willing to come to live in the sun.

According to Mikaela, this was just a small deal. He took the initiative to cure the vice president's son's cancer and let the other party promote judicial reform.

Locke doesn't know what step Mikaela has made now, but looking at the golden tree that is getting brighter and brighter, he must have gained as much as himself.

At this moment, at the Stark Industries Expo Center in New York, the booths of various companies have been set up, and they are starting to compete silently.

Hammer Industries is still the same as the old three, missiles, missiles, or missiles, except for some changes in appearance, there are almost no changes, making people wonder if Justin Hammer spent all his money on a war with Tony Stark superior.

At this moment, Justin Hammer, the boss of Hammer Industries, is sitting in a chair, gnashing his teeth and looking at the main stage next to him. Since Locke came, the heat has been attracted by the dragon, and he and Tony have been scolding for a long time. care.

On the other side, in the booth of the Osborne Group, Dr. Connors and Dr. Otto are debugging a single-person aircraft. This aircraft, which is sprayed with green paint and is full of Osborne's style, is their bottom of the box. The good things, but now they appear in the exhibition.

After all, the life of the Osborne Group was not easy during this period. The boss Norman was missing, and he was in charge of the company through short-term conference calls every day. People in the group were in panic. Many people rumored that Mr. Osborne was seriously ill and hospitalized. Or if you were seriously injured in a previous accident.

So in order to suppress these rumors, the Osborne Group had to come up with some good things to prove that this former tiger is not old.

However, these technological products of theirs are old-fashioned things after all. The most dazzling booth at the moment must be the Thunder Legion booth in the main venue.

In the booth dressed in Western European medieval style, surrounded by ancient dragon emblems, Jane Foster was wearing her usual combat uniform for Zhandong, looking boredly at the surging crowd at the booth. …

"Do you have to come here? Looking at their eyes, I feel terrible." Jane quietly pulled her best friend Daisy, and as the veteran of the Thunder Legion, she also pulled Daisy over as a helper.

Daisy sized up the fanatical crowd outside, and looked at her friend's exquisite appearance in tights, curled her lips and said, "Didn't Mr. Locke suggest you wear armor before?"

"That thing is so heavy, I can't walk when I put it on." Jane sighed. There are not many members of the Thunder Legion in the true sense, but she is the most eye-catching among them, so she was pulled over and made a mascot Kanban girl.

There was still some time before the opening of the exhibition. The two sat on the chairs bored. The next second, a portal opened from behind them, and Locke and his party walked out of it, just in time to see the two who were still fishing.

"Um, hi, boss?" Jane raised her hand in embarrassment, and greeted Locke. Gu Long nodded to Jane. Before he could speak, he heard the sound of fireworks going off outside.

"It seems that we came in time, just in time." Locke nodded with satisfaction. Gu Long is a group of guys who have no sense of time, and Locke has always been proud of his punctuality.

Saying that, ignoring the two who were regarded as kanban girls, Locke led Mikaela and turned around and walked out of the booth, looking at the main stage outside.

At this moment, fireworks are everywhere on the expo area, with fire trees and silver flowers, with deafening roar, it is very lively for a while.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Tony, wearing a new armor, fell from the sky and landed in the center of the stage in a very coquettish posture:

"Hey New York, are you ready for the future?!"

Tony stood up in the beam of light, and at the same time, the stage behind him rose, and a row of Iron Man armor of different models lined up, shining under the lights.

Those battle armors behind are products made by Tony to support the scene, and each one is slightly different. In his words, this is called micro-innovation.

"70 years ago, my father, that old man founded Stark Industries," Tony took the microphone, opened his mask, and stood on the stage and talked: "He said that he wanted to fight for the future of mankind, and he wanted to fight for the future of mankind." To bring the world a better future."

"But in the past 70 years, Stark Industries has taken a detour under the leadership of some guys," Tony said unceremoniously, rolling his fingers, "We only know how to sell missiles, selling missiles, which makes us look like Han The same lack of creativity as the Mo industry."

"Finally, I realized that Stark Industries is no longer the arms company of the past. What we are facing is the future of mankind."

"We can create unlimited energy." Tony tapped the Ark reactor on his chest.

"We can create armor that allows people to fly freely." Several Iron Man armors flew together, flying in the sky continuously, forming formations one by one.