Elden Gulong in American comics

While Butch was immersed in the arena, at his bedside, Locke and Mikaela were checking their work.

As one of the few guys who was focused on by Locke, Locke had known about Butch for a long time, so after Huey, this bearded man became the new subject of Locke and Mikaela.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed, falling into a deep sleep, unaware that there were two more guys in their impenetrable safe house.

"Very stable, your attainments in dreams are deeper than I imagined." Locke looked at Mikaela next to him and sighed involuntarily.

Mikaela pulled out a little dream fog from Butch's mind, nodded and said: "I have studied dreams for a long time, and things that cannot be achieved in reality are more suitable in dreams."

"For example, the belief of Saint Torina?" Locke said bluntly, and Mikaela nodded: "I used to walk around the junction under the pseudonym Torina, but the dream is just a dream after all."

Saintess Torina is a very small belief in the borderland, so small that when Locke ran out of the dragon's sky city, this belief hardly existed on the borderland.

Priests of this belief will use a lavender mist to bring sleep and dreams to believers. There is no doubt that this is one of Michaela's many attempts.

"The changed dream is illusory after all, and the real corruption cannot be suppressed." Mikaela said, turning to look at Locke: "He won, you should give him a reward."

Locke nodded, and a little red light flew out of the window next to him and landed on Butch. The entire arena system was divided into two parts, one was in charge of Mikaela, fighting through dreams, and the other, It is the reward distribution part that Locke is responsible for.

"Arena, I really want to see his real appearance." Locke sighed. Many arenas were established in the era of King Godfrey at the junction. Warriors fought in the arenas, growing and fighting constantly.

But with Mikaela's father, Radagon coming to power, those arenas were gradually shut down, turning into a bleak state like in Butch's dream.

"I thought you didn't care about the situation at the junction." Mikaela smiled, stuffing the fog of dreams in Butch's mind.

Locke shrugged: "You can't ignore it when you see it."

While chatting with Michaela, Locke turned on Butch's cell phone and began to enter the information collected yesterday into Butch's memo.

"Look, I'm the man behind the scenes, so I can only go to people and send messages." Locke entered the information of Compound No. [-] into Butch's mobile phone, and by the way, the address of the laboratory where Compound No. And lost it.

This is probably the safest way to transmit information. No matter how Butch traces it, Locke will never be found.

"You can obviously go to that laboratory by yourself." Mikaela looked at the complaining Locke, and said a little puzzled: "Is this a special custom of the ancient dragon?"

"No, no, no, I just don't want to do everything myself, that would make me lose face." Locke shook his fingers and said to Mikaela, "Is there so much trouble in this world, I want to relax too."

"Then have a good sleep, I'll be with you." Mikaela pointed to the sky, looked at Locke and said, "How about finding a place where no one will come and have a good rest?"

"Thank you, but Gu Long can't sleep." Locke rubbed Mikaela's head and dragged him out of the room.

"You should think about it, you should have not really rested for a long time." In the sky, Mikaela whispered to Locke.

Locke shook his head: "Gu Long can't sleep, I've tried many times, don't compare me with those sleepy beasts."

As the oldest group of creatures in the borderlands, the ancient dragons had frighteningly vigorous energy. These huge giant dragons seldom slept, and they also had terrifying resistance to methods like hypnotic fog.

Locke maintained his human habits for a long time after time travel, but unfortunately no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't reach the level of real sleep, so he could only close his eyes and rest lightly.

Mikaela shook her head and said softly, "Trust me, I can do it."

In the sky, Locke turned into a dragon shape, dancing in the sky, clouds and wind gathered around him, and under his body, dots of red seeds were taking root and sprouting.

Every moment, Locke can feel that growth, he is like an old farmer, sitting under the fruit tree, waiting for the apples on his head to ripen.

New York was not peaceful tonight. Following Huey's killing, many heroes were pulled up from their beds, bid farewell to their families or lovers, and rushed to Walter's company.

From now on, superheroes will be more careful, go out less often, and act in pairs as much as possible.

And the motherlander and his team, the Super Seven, will also use the most severe means to crack down on those illegal superpowers.

With Mikaela, Locke landed on the clouds. This is a temporary resting place for the two of them. There are no planes passing by around. The clouds are very thick and the city below can be seen clearly. It is a place suitable for distant viewing.

"What a beautiful scenery, maybe we should go around the city more, it's a bit different from New York over there." Locke stretched like a cat, with his wings folded on both sides, covering Mikaela.

Kamito's eyes shone with lavender light, and Mikaela stretched out his hand, put it on Locke's head, and hummed a lullaby softly:

"Little sapling, little sapling,

Return to the embrace of the earth..."

In Mikaela's humming, Locke felt the long-lost sleepiness, just like her former title. At this time, Mikaela is the saint who can bring any creature to sleep.

Gu Long turned his head and looked at Mikaela beside him: "Don't do something strange while I'm asleep."

"Don't worry, I'll be with you, always here."

Mikaela said softly, with a quiet smile on her face, looking like a statue of her mother, full of motherhood and love.

Under the moonlight, Mikaela's singing echoed, Gu Long slowly closed his eyes, and fell into a dream. At the same time, a lavender mist floated from Mikaela's body, turning into a cocoon. One person and one dragon wrapped up.

That song floated far away, drifting far, far away:

"Little sapling, little sapling,

Return to the embrace of the earth.

But do remember,

you belong With Me.

Come, take it.

Accept my dew, accept my abundance.

Moisturize your thirst, soak your heart..."