Elden Gulong in American comics
Chapter 82: Brother Disappointed
On that night, the clouds in the sky were as red as blood, and under the gaze of countless people, light fell from the sky and shone on everyone.
No one knows what happened on that cloud, but something has changed since that day.
"You still really mind." Locke looked at Mikaela next to him, who was sitting on the cloud, looking at the city below.
Mikaela is a very kind man of God, but he is not a virgin who is powerless. Mikaela, who is in charge of a legion, doesn't mind doing bloody things after being angered.
"I just don't want the name of the hero to be tarnished." Mikaela smiled slightly and didn't say anything, but Locke already understood what the other party meant.
The scene where the locomotive smashed the woman into pieces really displeased Kamito, and what displeased her even more was the corruption of the heroes in this world.
A hero is a very high title in the borderlands. The first king, Ge Fulei, and the current king of Elden, Radagon, used to be heroes. hero.
But in this world, heroes are not so tall, they are controlled by capital, and they perform like actors under the spotlight. They cause trouble.
Locke shrugged. He didn't mind this kind of thing. He just looked at the brightly lit city below and asked, "Do you know why that company can control all the heroes?"
"Why, because there are enough means of production?"
"Because they have monopolized the method of producing heroes, monopoly is always the most profitable," Locke smiled and looked at the city below: "But what if this monopoly is broken?"
"That must be... very interesting."
……
At this moment, in a room in New York, Huey Campbell, who just lost his girlfriend this afternoon, was lying on his bed with a stone on his chest, looking at the superhero posters on the wall, unable to sleep all night.
Right in front of him, the girlfriend who was still making out with him just now turned into a puddle of flesh, leaving only two hands in his arms. Now that Huey closed his eyes, it looked like his girlfriend had exploded .
"No, fuck, f***, huh, huh..." Huey covered his face with trembling hands, calling out in a voice only he could hear.
Suddenly, a strange red light came through between the fingers, Huey's eyes went dark, and he collapsed on the bed.
The next second, he opened his eyes, looked at the huge round table in front of him and the red thunder stagnant in the center of the round table, moved his stiff jaw and stood up from the ground.
"Heh, you are another idiot who has been blessed. Looking at your weak appearance, I am afraid that you will lose your life in just a few days."
A voice came from the side, and Huey realized that on the ground beside the round table, there was a strange man dressed as a medieval knight sitting on the ground. The yin and yang voice mocked.
"Where is this, am I dead?" Huey looked at the flashy statues and murals around the building, not knowing how he came to this weird place.
"This is the round table hall, and you can still see the blessed heroes coming here, and your mission is to become the last king."
"I'm Vic, an ancient dragon knight who doesn't want to be king. Everyone in the round table hall needs to help each other, but for a rookie like you, you should hand over your blessings and go home."
As he said that, Vic stretched out his hand, and there was a ray of red light lying on the palm of his hand, and shouted to Huey: "This is the thing, hand it over."
"I don't know what you're talking about..." Huey opened his hands, but saw the same red light lying in his palm, shining and illuminating the palm lines on his palm.
"Oh, you can see it, that bright blessing, people like you, don't covet it, go home quickly."
Vic taunted, while Huey, who had experienced a bad day next to him, looked at the red dot in his palm silently. The next moment, the red dot instantly filled his sight.
In the bright light, Huey saw a pale dragon with four wings flapping, soaring in the sky, exuding a terrifying aura.
"Ah!" Huey woke up in the thunder that pierced the sky, and the red light spot in his palm was already small. Huey pinched his cheek, and before he recovered from the weird feeling, he felt The body is full of inexhaustible strength.
Huey supported a chair next to him in a panic, but in the next second, the wooden back of the chair shattered, causing him to fall to the ground.
"It seems that you have activated the power of the blessing. Just like me back then, I still don't know what happened." The knight next to him looked at the broken chair and said, "Don't worry about that chair. Something will be taken care of."
Huey stood up panting: "This is me, have I gained superpowers?"
"Oh, how naive, this blessing may be the most terrifying curse," said Vic, turning his head to look at the solidified thunder in the center of the round table. The thunder flickered, constructing a map with dense red Point: "Look, there are so many blessings, it's a pity that not everyone is worthy of blessings."
Huey looked at the red dots on the map, every red dot was a person who was blessed like him, but in his gaze, those red dots were rapidly dissipating, less than a blink of an eye, That's one-fifth of the red dot hour.
"Look, the blessings of those people have been taken away. If you don't want to die, hand over the blessings." Vic's voice came from the side: "You don't need to give it to me, put back the Thunderbolt in the center of the round table." It's fine."
Huey suddenly understood something, opened his mouth, and asked hesitantly: "What will happen to me if I take away other people's blessings?"
"Get stronger, just like those guys."
In the Thunderbolt, figures appeared one after another, and the heads of those powerful heroes appeared in the Thunderbolt. Huey stood there in a daze, blinking as he watched the heads of superheroes pass by one by one, until a familiar black head suddenly appeared in the Thunderbolt. Appear.
That's the murderer who killed his girlfriend, a superhero named Locomotive.
"No, I want to keep it and use this power to do something." Huey was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head at Vic: "How should I get out of this place?"
"It's good to enter the great blessing, which is the thunder in the center of the round table." Vic leaned against the wall and said in a nagging tone:
"Go and fight, those who have been blessed, your future, only you can decide."
……
A moment later, when Huey left the round table hall, Locke and Mikaela walked out from the wall next to them. This space was actually a dream created by Mikaela, and it was used to give a little reminder to those who were blessed.
"It feels pretty good, especially the setting of Brother Disappointed, which has saved many people."
Locke walked over and shook the knight leaning against the wall. The most important role of this knight was to arouse the rebellious psychology of other people with words and let them participate in the game.
The effect is indeed remarkable, at least 20.00% of the people are interested and willing to participate in this game.
"This seems to be an ancient dragon belief knight in the royal city, called Dragonlance Vic?" Mikaela asked in a low voice, looking at Vic who was leaning against the wall.
"Yeah, Lance Shanks loves this guy, and trust me, this guy's going to have an interesting role here."
Locke looked at the solidified thunder in the center of the round table, and whispered: "The game has just begun."
No one knows what happened on that cloud, but something has changed since that day.
"You still really mind." Locke looked at Mikaela next to him, who was sitting on the cloud, looking at the city below.
Mikaela is a very kind man of God, but he is not a virgin who is powerless. Mikaela, who is in charge of a legion, doesn't mind doing bloody things after being angered.
"I just don't want the name of the hero to be tarnished." Mikaela smiled slightly and didn't say anything, but Locke already understood what the other party meant.
The scene where the locomotive smashed the woman into pieces really displeased Kamito, and what displeased her even more was the corruption of the heroes in this world.
A hero is a very high title in the borderlands. The first king, Ge Fulei, and the current king of Elden, Radagon, used to be heroes. hero.
But in this world, heroes are not so tall, they are controlled by capital, and they perform like actors under the spotlight. They cause trouble.
Locke shrugged. He didn't mind this kind of thing. He just looked at the brightly lit city below and asked, "Do you know why that company can control all the heroes?"
"Why, because there are enough means of production?"
"Because they have monopolized the method of producing heroes, monopoly is always the most profitable," Locke smiled and looked at the city below: "But what if this monopoly is broken?"
"That must be... very interesting."
……
At this moment, in a room in New York, Huey Campbell, who just lost his girlfriend this afternoon, was lying on his bed with a stone on his chest, looking at the superhero posters on the wall, unable to sleep all night.
Right in front of him, the girlfriend who was still making out with him just now turned into a puddle of flesh, leaving only two hands in his arms. Now that Huey closed his eyes, it looked like his girlfriend had exploded .
"No, fuck, f***, huh, huh..." Huey covered his face with trembling hands, calling out in a voice only he could hear.
Suddenly, a strange red light came through between the fingers, Huey's eyes went dark, and he collapsed on the bed.
The next second, he opened his eyes, looked at the huge round table in front of him and the red thunder stagnant in the center of the round table, moved his stiff jaw and stood up from the ground.
"Heh, you are another idiot who has been blessed. Looking at your weak appearance, I am afraid that you will lose your life in just a few days."
A voice came from the side, and Huey realized that on the ground beside the round table, there was a strange man dressed as a medieval knight sitting on the ground. The yin and yang voice mocked.
"Where is this, am I dead?" Huey looked at the flashy statues and murals around the building, not knowing how he came to this weird place.
"This is the round table hall, and you can still see the blessed heroes coming here, and your mission is to become the last king."
"I'm Vic, an ancient dragon knight who doesn't want to be king. Everyone in the round table hall needs to help each other, but for a rookie like you, you should hand over your blessings and go home."
As he said that, Vic stretched out his hand, and there was a ray of red light lying on the palm of his hand, and shouted to Huey: "This is the thing, hand it over."
"I don't know what you're talking about..." Huey opened his hands, but saw the same red light lying in his palm, shining and illuminating the palm lines on his palm.
"Oh, you can see it, that bright blessing, people like you, don't covet it, go home quickly."
Vic taunted, while Huey, who had experienced a bad day next to him, looked at the red dot in his palm silently. The next moment, the red dot instantly filled his sight.
In the bright light, Huey saw a pale dragon with four wings flapping, soaring in the sky, exuding a terrifying aura.
"Ah!" Huey woke up in the thunder that pierced the sky, and the red light spot in his palm was already small. Huey pinched his cheek, and before he recovered from the weird feeling, he felt The body is full of inexhaustible strength.
Huey supported a chair next to him in a panic, but in the next second, the wooden back of the chair shattered, causing him to fall to the ground.
"It seems that you have activated the power of the blessing. Just like me back then, I still don't know what happened." The knight next to him looked at the broken chair and said, "Don't worry about that chair. Something will be taken care of."
Huey stood up panting: "This is me, have I gained superpowers?"
"Oh, how naive, this blessing may be the most terrifying curse," said Vic, turning his head to look at the solidified thunder in the center of the round table. The thunder flickered, constructing a map with dense red Point: "Look, there are so many blessings, it's a pity that not everyone is worthy of blessings."
Huey looked at the red dots on the map, every red dot was a person who was blessed like him, but in his gaze, those red dots were rapidly dissipating, less than a blink of an eye, That's one-fifth of the red dot hour.
"Look, the blessings of those people have been taken away. If you don't want to die, hand over the blessings." Vic's voice came from the side: "You don't need to give it to me, put back the Thunderbolt in the center of the round table." It's fine."
Huey suddenly understood something, opened his mouth, and asked hesitantly: "What will happen to me if I take away other people's blessings?"
"Get stronger, just like those guys."
In the Thunderbolt, figures appeared one after another, and the heads of those powerful heroes appeared in the Thunderbolt. Huey stood there in a daze, blinking as he watched the heads of superheroes pass by one by one, until a familiar black head suddenly appeared in the Thunderbolt. Appear.
That's the murderer who killed his girlfriend, a superhero named Locomotive.
"No, I want to keep it and use this power to do something." Huey was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head at Vic: "How should I get out of this place?"
"It's good to enter the great blessing, which is the thunder in the center of the round table." Vic leaned against the wall and said in a nagging tone:
"Go and fight, those who have been blessed, your future, only you can decide."
……
A moment later, when Huey left the round table hall, Locke and Mikaela walked out from the wall next to them. This space was actually a dream created by Mikaela, and it was used to give a little reminder to those who were blessed.
"It feels pretty good, especially the setting of Brother Disappointed, which has saved many people."
Locke walked over and shook the knight leaning against the wall. The most important role of this knight was to arouse the rebellious psychology of other people with words and let them participate in the game.
The effect is indeed remarkable, at least 20.00% of the people are interested and willing to participate in this game.
"This seems to be an ancient dragon belief knight in the royal city, called Dragonlance Vic?" Mikaela asked in a low voice, looking at Vic who was leaning against the wall.
"Yeah, Lance Shanks loves this guy, and trust me, this guy's going to have an interesting role here."
Locke looked at the solidified thunder in the center of the round table, and whispered: "The game has just begun."
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