Elden Gulong in American comics

"I did it, but it's a pity that he was lucky. If you want, I can do it again." The motherland man admitted his evil deeds without hesitation. He walked behind Madeline and pressed her gently. shoulders, breathing in the smell of the other person's hair.

"No, there is no need for such a thing, but there is one thing. I need you now, and Walter Company also needs you." Madeline said softly, stood up and hugged the neck of her motherland.

As a giant baby who grew up in a laboratory, the motherland had a slight psychological problem. He projected the maternal love he had never received on Madeleine, and turned this attachment to his mother into a twisted love.

Yes, this guy has serious Oedipal tendencies.

Madeleine gently hugged the motherland and said words in his ear that only the two of them could see. The expression on the motherland's face changed from shock to joy, and finally she grinned, revealing her signature smile. smile.

"You were responsible for all the terrorists with superpowers before." Madeleine showed a smile that saw everything. While she was promoting the One City, One Hero plan, terrorists with superpowers continued to appear in the country. .

These terrorists did not appear suddenly out of thin air, but were secretly cultivated little by little by the motherland who assigned locomotives to send Compound No. [-] to various terrorist organizations.

It is precisely because of the existence of these terrorists that Vought's previous plan was able to proceed so smoothly.

But now, these terrorists created by the motherland have a new job opportunity and become a bait, so that the motherland can justifiably reduce the Holy Tree Company to ruins.

Coming out of Madeleine's office, the motherland flew into the sky and arrived in a warehouse a moment later.

This was the destination of the locomotive at that time. On the day he killed Huey's girlfriend, he was working on Compound No. [-] for the motherland. There was also a victim of the motherland's plan locked in this warehouse, a person with not very strong abilities. .

The original plan of the motherland was to throw her somewhere in New York, inject some drugs into the opponent, and let her kill her. Then the motherland would be able to descend from the sky and become a hero again.

But now, there is no change in the plan, it’s just that the location has been changed.

So, in the corner of the room, the people of the motherland grabbed an Asian girl. The girl had inhuman strength and could easily tear off the head of an adult male.

"Okay, be quiet." The motherland man pinched the girl's neck. The girl struggled for a while and finally passed out completely.

"Isn't that great?" As he said that, the motherland threw the girl on the ground and rummaged around to find a dose of No. [-] compound. This drug can give babies abilities and can also enhance the superpowers of heroes.

The motherland man took out a syringe and injected a dose of No. [-] compound into the girl's body: "I hope you can bear it, it's best to make a big fuss."

Compound No. [-] is a powerful stimulant for superhumans. After being injected, many heroes will be unable to control themselves and do some bad things.

A moment later, the motherland soared into the sky and flew toward Baltimore at the speed of sound.

At this moment, it was really a working day. People were coming and going in Shengshu Company. The guard at the door was yawning boredly, but he found a ragged girl walking towards the company building.

"Hey, what are you going to do?" The guard wanted to stop the girl, but the next second, his head flew up high.

The killing is about to begin.

Chapter 1: The awakening ancient dragon and the growing god-man (additional update 5/5)

At this moment, within Holy Tree Company, the scientists in the laboratory are cheering for "their" results.

"Praise to the Holy Lady, we have made it." A middle-aged scientist said excitedly with his hands clasped together.

In front of him, the mouse placed in the experimental box looked full of energy. No one would have thought that this mouse's front and rear limbs would atrophy due to a genetic disease within a few hours.

Inherited diseases, or genetic diseases, are a type of disease caused by one's own innate genes, and they are also a part of the disease that human science and technology cannot do anything about.

This disease covers a wide range, from color blindness that does not affect life, to dwarfism, congenital heart disease, trisomy 21, a terminal disease that can even change the appearance, all within the scope of genetic diseases.

At this moment, these scientists have developed new drugs that have excellent therapeutic effects on diseases such as dwarfism.

"Human genes are so huge, I never thought that we could change the expression of genes in this way." Another white-haired scientist danced and said: "Thanks to the Holy Lady, now we may be able to make a breakthrough in human history." Leave a name."

Listening to the words of several seniors, a young man curled his lips with some disdain: "Do you really believe in that saint? She's just pretending to be a god."

"Keep your voice down. You've been here for so long. Don't you know who has the greatest credit for these medicines?" The colleague next to him blocked the young man's mouth and muttered in a low voice. This laboratory doesn't look like researchers are having a meeting. , rather like a weird religious ceremony.

The young man lowered his head, still looking a little unconvinced, but even he had to admit that the greatest contribution of this potion was not to anyone present, but to the elusive "ghost".

Whenever night falls, the white ghost will descend in the laboratory, taking unused experimental instruments and starting her own research.

When the sun rises, the ghost quietly dissipates. Those researchers will find on the computer in the laboratory that their research and development progress has made a little progress, and a document will be lying on the laboratory table, which records them in detail. Things to do today.

In a sense, all the scientists who are doing this are puppets of the "ghost", who controls them and completes the medicine in their hands bit by bit.Reading books

After communicating with the person in charge of the Holy Tree Company, the nagging old man, some scientists began to call the "ghost" a saint, a very religious title.

But the young man doesn't think so. Compared to his mediocre predecessors, he is more willing to believe that the so-called "saint" is just a pretender.

"Perhaps the saint is the boss of this company, otherwise why would she come to the laboratory secretly?" The young man took advantage of a break in work to talk about his conjecture with his colleagues next to him: "I remember saying this when I came here. What is the name of the owner of this company?"

"It seems to be called Mi... Mi what?" The young man scratched his head and finally came up with a name: "I remember, it should be Michael... Mike?"

"This Mike may be a patient with dwarfism, otherwise why would he be so keen on researching drugs to treat genetic diseases." The young man said with excitement, but did not notice that the expression of the colleague next to him had changed.

The faces of the people next to him didn't look right either. The young man was a little confused. Finally, under the look of the people next to him, he looked behind him.

"Ghost... oh no, saint?!"

The young man stammered. Behind him, a little girl in white was looking at everyone with a smile. The young man looked at the other person's face that seemed to be radiating light, and immediately understood why other colleagues called this person " Saint.

It was so holy, her light was as dazzling as the sun, making the young man almost unable to open his eyes. He could only lower his head quickly, with cold sweat on his face. He had never been so nervous during his doctoral defense.

"I am Michaela, the owner of the Holy Tree. Thank you for your efforts. You will be rewarded accordingly." The girl chuckled and nodded to the many researchers. The researchers lowered their heads to the owner of the Holy Tree. pay tribute.

They didn't even dare to come forward to talk. They just slowly stepped aside and opened a path for the saint to walk into.

Michaela looked at the potion on the table. This time the potion was no longer green, but a glowing gold. Michaela picked up a potion and her body began to dissipate again.

She had gotten what she wanted and simply disappeared into this laboratory.

It wasn't until Michaela disappeared that the sound of gasping appeared in the laboratory. The young man wiped the cold sweat from his face and muttered to himself: "I won't be fired, right?"

"Bless yourself, brother." The colleague next to him patted the young man on the shoulder: "You should learn to talk less."

Michaela took the potion, and in the next moment, she appeared above the building. On a cloud, there was a lavender cocoon.

On the cloud, Mikaela gently touched the cocoon in front of her, and the silk threads that made up the cocoon quietly untied, revealing the ancient dragon and god-man sleeping inside.

Michaela has never told a lie. She has indeed been with Locke all the time, but she just took advantage of her dreams to do some scientific research.

"Although I still want you to sleep for a while, I still want to share my joy with you."

Michaela entered her body, and with a soft moan, the sleeping Michaela opened her eyes and looked at the potion in her hand.

"I hope it will have some effect." Michaela injected the potion in her hand into her body. The potion that the god himself researched quickly took effect. A faint golden mist emanated from Michaela's body, and her bones It started to creak.

At the same time, Locke also woke up from his deep sleep. It felt very strange to have a dream again. Although he couldn't remember what he dreamed about, the feeling of having a beautiful dream made him feel refreshed.

At this time, Gu Long moved his head and looked at Mikaela who was submerged in the golden mist: "Hey, how long have I been asleep, and what are you doing?"

With that said, Locke stretched out his claws and dispersed the smoke on Mikaela's body. Immediately, Gu Long let out an incredible scream:

"Queen Malika, damn, where is Michaela?"

In the golden smoke, there was a mature woman with a face very similar to Queen Malika. She was wearing a suit of clothes that did not fit well. Facing Gu Long's question, the woman smiled and was about to answer, but the next second .

Bang!

In a burst of smoke, the woman turned back to her original Mikaela, and the god said with some embarrassment: "It seems that the effect of the potion is not long-lasting."

"But you've grown a little bit taller." Locke stretched out his paw and gestured to Michaela's height: "Just a little bit."

Michaela smiled and grabbed Locke's paw: "I succeeded."

Chapter 1: The crumbs of the world

Above the clouds, the awakened ancient dragon communicated with the god about what happened during this period.

"So I just slept for a few days, and you built a company?" Looking at the towering buildings below, Locke was a little dazed: "We agreed not to cause trouble?"

Michaela leaned on Locke and said lazily: "Is this a big deal?"

Locke then realized that the god-man in front of her was not as harmless as her appearance. This guy was actually a warlord from the border area. The Holy Tree Knight and the Rot Knight under his command could cut down from the south to the north of the border area.

For a genius like Michaela, founding a company in just a few days and destroying Walter Company was naturally not a big deal.

"Okay, I really underestimated you." Locke sighed, his tone a little helpless, probably because he had a good sleep. Locke didn't say much, but turned his head awkwardly and looked at The sun in the sky.

Michaela patted Locke's wings and said softly: "As you said yourself, there are some things that you don't need to do yourself. You can choose to trust others."

"Do you believe you?" Gu Long glanced at Michaela angrily, a little dissatisfied with her behavior.

"Of course, I will not betray you. We have an oath, right?" Michaela said softly. Locke grinned, showing his sharp teeth, and was somewhat disapproving of Michaela's statement.

Although he always felt that the other party was pUAing him, facing Mikayla's face that seemed to be shining, Locke opened his mouth, but in the end he did not say anything.

At this moment, Gu Long's sensitive hearing suddenly heard the screams coming from below. He lowered his head and saw a girl in ragged clothes tearing off a security guard's head.

"Good guy, that's really exaggerated." Locke stretched his neck and looked at the bloody scene below. Visually impactful things like tearing up Japanese soldiers with his hands always attract people's interest, and the dragon is no exception.

"Hey, it seems to be a killer sent by Walter Company," Michaela on the side looked at the torn security guard below, and said in an exaggerated way: "Great ancient dragon Rock Sanks, are you willing to save me? Poor god?"

Locke squinted and looked at Mikaela next to him, who was leaning on Gu Long, looking like a helpless girl.

"Ouch!"

Locke stretched out his finger and gave the god a blow to the head. The man's forehead turned red at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. Gu Long retracted his hand and said to the god: "If this doesn't happen again, you have to tell me about this kind of thing in the future."

"It won't happen next time..." Shenren said a little aggrievedly. The other person covered his forehead and looked pitiful.

After getting the promise from the god, Locke was ready to solve the little trouble below, but Michaela stopped Gu Long. Thin smoke was released from her hands, covering the building below: "I did some processing. With you, Let’s go make some noise in our true form.”

When Locke heard this, he raised the tip of his tail. After arriving here, he rarely moved with his dragon body, and his body was a little rusty.

"How about just taking it as my small apology?" Michaela asked with a smile, but Gu Long didn't say much to her, he had already jumped down from the sky and dived towards the ground.

In front of the building, the girl who was injected with Compound No. [-] by the motherland was in a strange state of excitement. Everything in front of her eyes became distorted and blurred. Her heart was pounding, transmitting endless power to her body like a water pump. Everywhere.

Although this is just an illusion caused by Compound No. [-], under the influence of this epoch-making drug, the girl's power has been enhanced to a terrifying level.

In this state of excitement, the girl who had just torn apart a security guard looked at the gathered guards with red eyes, like a starved beast, figuring out which guy to kill.

But this is in the United States. The security guards at Sacred Tree Company are not country garden five-star generals across the ocean. They only open the door for pedestrians to board the plane. They all have guns.

As the girl looked around, the muzzles of several automatic rifles were already pointed at the girl. They were just waiting for the order to fire to shoot the girl on the spot.

At this time, the people of the motherland who were the initiators of everything and were secretly watching could not sit still. Although the girl was powerful, her body's defense was not as strong as hers, so she might not be able to do well in the face of firearms.

The people of the motherland know that now is the time for him to appear. He must appear before the girl is shot, so as to create the illusion that he is fighting crime.

"Fire!" Under the captain's order, bullets rushed towards the girl, but the next second, a blue figure flew past and blocked all the bullets.

"People of the motherland, why?"

The security guards looked at the motherland man who took the bullet for the girl, and the other person showed his iconic smile: "Sorry, everyone, I am chasing a dangerous fugitive."

"Are you preventing heroes from fighting crime?"