Elden Gulong in American comics

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Asgard's God of Lies fell on the wasteland of Helheim, panting heavily, and said with a wry smile:

"It's actually a special poison targeted at frost giants."

Loki gasped, feeling the venom in his body. He was not Odin's biological son, but the son of the Frost Giant King, who was adopted by Odin until now.

Although he has been reluctant to face his life experience, the fire-like poison in his body at this moment reminds him of this cruel fact all the time.

"It's a pity, I don't want to die yet..."

Ding! ...

A sound like the ringing of a bell sounded in front of Loki, and a golden shadow appeared in front of Loki, transforming into a brilliant golden ancient dragon.

Locke looked down at the embarrassed demigod: "It looks like you discovered some secrets."

"But I'm dying." Loki said helplessly.

"This planet is very nice. Maybe I need someone who is familiar with it to be my steward."

"Do you want to come? I can teach you how to become a king."

Gu Long asked softly, Loki stretched out his hand feebly, no longer as calm as before, and shouted with the loudest voice with all his strength: "Of course, damn it, hurry up and save me."

"Stop chirping like a bard pretty boy, hurry up!"

Locke couldn't help laughing and said: "You look like an Asgardian."

Chapter 169: Death is Coming

Gu Long's current state is somewhat different from before. His body is in a translucent state.

This is not his true body, but a shadow created by using the power of the holy tree. His body is sleeping under the holy tree at this time, controlling the slow growth of the holy tree.

Only then did Locke understand how powerful the bright and majestic golden tree at the junction really was.

All technologies beyond people's understanding may be undoubtedly related to magic.

If Asgard's Rainbow Bridge is a magical space teleporter, then the Golden Tree is an ecological regulator that can cover a planet.

After the chaotic wars of the Golden Tree Dynasty ended, the existence of the Golden Tree brought a fertile era to the borderland.

It was a beautiful era that even Locke had never seen. It is said that the golden tree secreted its dew in an almost luxurious manner, and every drop could revive seriously ill people and rejuvenate the barren land.

People do not need to cultivate, the plants will grow wildly under the power of the golden tree. The blessing of the golden tree surges in everyone's body, forever young and always strong.

Although the sacred tree planted by Locke cannot yet do this, it can still change the weather in a small area and even spawn plants.

So it's logical that Locke doesn't want to waste this barren planet, nor the sacred tree he just planted, so it's logical that he is ready to start building his own territory on this planet.

The cheap daughter Ultron was right. Although New York was a good place, it was not suitable for him.

The city was already crowded and chaotic enough to accommodate a huge ancient dragon.

After harvesting the first batch of knights, Locke also needed to prepare a suitable stronghold for his own power.

And Loki, who is always on the road to causing trouble, also brought him a surprise.

At this moment, under the sacred tree, Locke looked at the wooden box in his hand. Loki beside him was leaning on the golden tree trunk, panting feebly.

At this time, the appearance of the holy tree changed again. The black power of death spread towards the roots, and the trunk part turned into a golden color similar to the golden tree.

Locke opened the wooden box and found a one-handed straight sword lying in it. Looking at the familiar shape on it, Locke said:

"Ceremonial straight sword?"

This straight sword is a ceremonial sword used by the Golden Clan. It has the power of the Golden Tree. There are many such straight swords in Stoneweir City where the Golden Clan gathers.

Although most of the golden clan have turned into monsters because of their limb extensions, they will still hold this ritual straight sword and dance wildly to the passing faded ones.

This kind of long sword is usually made into a pair of two. The strong man will dual-wield this kind of straight sword and use the two swords to perform sacrificial rituals.

But there was only one ceremonial straight sword in the box, and the other one was missing. Locke reached out and held the long sword. His current body was a virtual image of the city condensed with the power of the holy tree, but he could actually touch objects.

The golden virtual image touched the golden sword in his hand. In an instant, Locke felt that his power was absorbed by the ceremonial straight sword. The virtual image could no longer be maintained and dissipated.

But what followed was a memory preserved in the straight sword.

Locke saw two ceremonial straight swords. They were held in the hands of two people. One of them was Hela, the goddess of death. The other one did not appear, but Locke could tell from the thin, ghostly fingers. I'm afraid it's the dead prince Godwin.

"Is this the sword from your hometown? It looks soft and has no power." Hela weighed the sword in her hand and said with some disgust.

"This is the sword commonly used by my heirs. An outstanding warrior can wield one in each hand."

From the blind corner of the screen, a low voice came. Until then, the screen turned and Locke finally saw the dead prince clearly.

Unlike Michaela and Marika, the Dead Prince has muscles as strong as marble sculptures, but his face is somewhat soft.

Gu Long was a little stunned for a moment. He had never seen the true face of the dead prince, but now it seemed that the former prince was a strong man who combined Marika's face and Godfrey's body.

It is a miracle of genetics, inheriting the best aspects of his parents.

At this moment, Godwin and Hela started dancing in front of the other party with the straight sword in his hand. Even if it was just the soul body, the two swords were still dancing vigorously, like dancing, but if you look closely, every move is a battlefield. Excellent killing skills.

Hela looked at the man in front of her steadily, and Gu Long actually saw a hint of the girl's love for spring from the face of this goddess with smoky makeup.

Just when he was about to continue eating melon, the scene stopped abruptly. It was not that the memory ended, but that Locke's energy was no longer enough to support the memory to continue playing.

The ceremonial straight sword fell to the ground, and Loki, who was lying next to him, was stunned for a moment. Then he saw a new ancient dragon phantom walking out of the tree, looking at Loki next to him with a half-smile.

"Should you give me some treatment?"

Loki said weakly, but Gu Long ignored the other party's shouts. The power of the holy tree could suppress the venom in his body. As for treatment, Loki's self-healing ability was enough.

"Sorry, we are busy, dealing with a small issue between your sister and brother Michaela."

Locke said casually, and then directed Loki: "Also, come here to help and pierce this thing into the trunk."

Loki turned around without knowing why, and using his hands and feet in a panic, he raised the ceremonial straight sword and inserted it into the trunk of the sacred tree with all his strength.

"Okay, now you'd better stay away."

Locke said this, then grabbed Loki and threw him out.

The moment Loki was thrown out, the ceremonial straight sword inserted in the holy tree also began to operate. It swallowed the power in the holy tree like a bottomless pit, constantly sucking in the golden dew drops. .

In the dream, Locke and Michaela were admiring the memories stored in the ceremonial straight sword.

In the Junction, a person is considered to be composed of three parts: body, soul and memory.

The memories of the strong will survive after their death. Through special methods, people can read the memories of the strong and even reproduce the prayers and weapons in their memories.

Some memories are stored in this ceremonial straight sword, allowing Locke and Mikayla to have a glimpse of the past.

Unfortunately, not all past events are worth recalling. Most of the memories in the sword are anecdotes of little interest. Hela and Godwin exchanged some stories about the border or Asgard.

Facing the mature Godwin, the still young Hela inevitably fell. However, Godwin never agreed to the other party. He only tried his best to impart knowledge to Hela so that she could become a qualified king.

"It looks like your brother came here to fall in love."

Locke said helplessly to Mikaela next to him, but the other person's expression began to become serious, because the memory picture was beginning to approach the end.

On a moonless night, a hooded woman with a slim figure walked into Hela's palace in Helheim.

"Are you the God of Death or the Goddess of Death?"

The woman looked at Hela sitting on the throne and asked. The green torch next to him illuminated his face. It was an empty skull. Just by looking at it, she could feel the emptiness of death spreading in her consciousness.

"Forget it, it's useless to ask these questions." Looking at Hela sitting on the throne, the woman shook her head and said to her:

"Now, hand over my soul!"

"That soul from another world."

I still wrote it because I found that I didn’t have a leave request note. I didn’t write it well. Please forgive me.

Chapter 1: The gold taken away

At this moment, Loki from the outside saw a shocking scene.

The originally golden sacred tree was now covered with thorns. Black thorns spread from the roots and spread to the crown of the tree before Loki could react.

There was a strange power spreading on those thorns, and Loki avoided them with some disgust, unwilling to touch the spikes of those thorns. He had a hunch that if he touched them, something bad would happen.

At the same time, Locke and Michaela in the tree also saw the end of their memories.

In Hela's palace, the woman who suddenly appeared looked at Hela. There were few people in the Nine Realms who felt so arrogant. Most ordinary people could only kneel down under Hela's sword.

But unfortunately, Hela couldn't move the moment she saw this woman. She felt like her father, no, even far more powerful than Odin.

Just like a child facing a giant dragon, this despair overwhelmed the goddess of death who was fighting in the nine realms in an instant.

"Who are you?"

Hela said tremblingly, her body seemed to be pressed by a mountain and she could not move.

"I am death."

The woman said this and lifted the hood on her head. There was no beautiful face underneath, only a pale skull with empty eye sockets staring blankly at Hela.

"What...death?"

"All death, the death of humans, gods, and even planets, I am the collection of all passing concepts."

Death looked at Hela with pity. Just when the other party thought that she was about to die, a golden light interrupted Hela's movements.

Godwin walked out of the darkness. He calmly looked at the death in front of him, stretched out his hands and said:

"You are finally here, please give me the right death."

Godwin looked at the woman in front of him. From the first day he came to this world, he already knew his ending.

Death looked at Godwin, held his hand, and looked at him curiously:

"The soul is dead but the body is still alive. It's such an interesting state."

"But I can't cross the barrier of that world. I am just the death of this universe, not your death."

"Come with me, this little girl is just the God of Death in the Nine Realms and cannot keep your soul."