Todd's golden dragon eyes looked at Skaha and reconfirmed, "Dead or alive?"

The latter nodded expressionlessly, turned around, and left the hall with heavy steps.

Following Meredith, Todd crawled out of the temple on all fours and couldn't help asking, "What happened to Cú Chulalay?"

Meredith stepped out of the door of the temple's back porch and whispered, "Do you remember the fate of the tyrant I told you?"

"Are you referring to the choice between being a man or a monster?"

"Trialists who come to the Land of Shadows can pass three trials to receive the tyrant's gift and become a demigod. Meredith walked forward with her head bowed: "The demigods need to make a final choice about their fate in the next journey. ”

"Or, give up the power of the tyrant and live as a human being...... Or, receive the final baptism, become an eternal monster, and step into the sanctuary of God. ”

Meredith stopped and said helplessly to Todd, "Cú Chulainn, he is swaying between these two paths, he wants strength and is afraid of the unknown. ”

Todd straightened up and shook his slightly stiff tail: "Let me guess, Cú Chulainn, like me, said at the beginning that he would consider his next choice. But on the one hand, he has not returned, and on the other hand, he is still using the power of the tyrant. So, in the end, his power got out of control and he became a monster who lost his mind?"

Meredith leaned against a broken stone pillar and looked at the southern sky, "Things haven't gotten that bad, but they're not far from that outcome...... I have heard that he has now returned to his native kingdom of Ulster, and has met King Concierber. ”

Todd spread his dragon wings and said in a deep voice: "If that's the case, I can't ignore his affairs. Please tell Skaha, and I'll finish her task as soon as possible. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Todd flapped his dragon wings and rose into the air, flying quickly in the direction of Froststone City.

When Froststone City appeared in Todd's field of vision, it was already early in the morning of the next day.

The residents of the city, out of the scattered buildings, stretched their waists and carried their utensils, ready to start the busy day.

The huge figure obscured the sunlight and drew everyone to look up.

"Son of the Gods!"

As the figure of the black dragon flew over the city, a large number of believers knelt on the ground, and the sound of prayer and praise came from the city one after another.

Flying over the central basin of Froststone City, Todd slowly landed in the clearing behind the temple, adjusting his body and gathering his dragon wings.

Thinking back to his conversation with Leviathan about the Soul Seed, Todd cast his gaze to the wide flat ground in front of him and let out a clear dragon roar towards the sky.

Minnie, the old woman, led the shamans out of the temple gate and came to the black dragon, kneeling on her knees and bowing her head.

Todd said to the shaman in front of him, "Immediately organize the men to build a pilgrimage on the flat land here." ”

"Pilgrimage?" Minnie was a little puzzled, "Son of the gods, what is this building for, and what are the requirements for specific construction and decoration?"

Todd pondered for a moment and said, "The Pilgrimage is the gateway to the Divine Realm, and the only way to enter the kingdom of Asgard. Only the most devout and best believers are allowed to enter the building......"

The black dragon's words made the shamans uncontrollable with excitement, and some of them praised loudly with red light on their faces: "Great son of the gods! This temple will be the pinnacle stone of the world! To be able to step into this place will be the highest reward for mortals in the divine realm!"

Todd turned his head to Minnie, "I will allow you to use all the resources in the city to build this temple. The whole project can be completed in phases, and only one enclosed room needs to be built in the early stage. ”

After discussing the requirements of the sanctuary and the recent events in Froststone City with the shamans for a while, Todd motioned for them to go ahead and start construction.

Immediately afterwards, Todd called Evie, who was in charge of external combat reconnaissance, to his side in the soul space.

"Recently, has there been any news from the front line of the Griffon Scout Team?"

Evie wondered why Todd suddenly asked this, so she replied, "The warbands of Froststone City have reached the gates of the Ulster capital, and are now cutting down trees and making siege weapons. I estimate that in the next few days, the war report of the fall of the Ulster Kingdom will be delivered. ”

Finding Todd silent, Evie asked, "Are you worried about the outcome of this war?" Before the battle, we had already scouted every corner of the Ulster capital, and the warband commanders of Froststone City had also discussed the best attack plan based on the city's defenses, troops, and terrain. As for the Connaughts, they hid in their homes and shivered, not even daring to send scouts into battle. ”

Todd lowered his head and looked at the Valkyrie: "I know an experienced and experienced general, and he said to me that in war, nothing is static, and the plans planned in advance are often disrupted to the point that they cannot be executed due to some unexpected factors. ”

Evie lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then said, "I'll send another team of griffon Valkyries to the front again." ”

Todd nodded, "Hopefully my worries are unnecessary." ”

Seven days later, Todd's worst prediction came true.

A blood-stained report of war was sent to him, which read:

The 6,000 Froststone army besieging the Ulster capital used battering rams to breach the gates of the city. Beneath the ruined towers, we saw no defenders, but we found a sturdy young man with a spear and an angry face.

With a crimson spear, he stood behind the collapsed city gates, not retreating.

No matter how many times we charged, in front of the spear he wielded, the warriors' offensive was like snow meeting sunshine, unable to shake it.

Our warriors shouted the glory of the gods and regarded death as a supreme tribute to the gods.

The corpses piled up and the blood flowed into a river.

This terrible "siege battle" lasted for a whole day and a night, and under the hands of this warrior with a bloody spear, more than 500 froststone warriors were killed.

By noon the next day, we finally found that the warrior in the city gate, soaked in blood, was tired.

The warband commanders blew the horn of the general attack, and the army of Froststone rushed like a tide towards the gate guarded by only one man.

The next scene, no one will believe.

The warrior's body was mutated, his body growing larger and larger, and his head collapsed against the city gate.

One of his eyes was sunken, the other bulging, huge teeth grew from his mouth, the corners of his mouth grinned to the base of his ears, and his head became the shape of a giant wolf, and his hair stood up like a steel mane.

He had seven sharp claws on his limbs and seven pupils in his eyes. His roar, like the sound of a death knell, could break the hearts of the warriors.

The crimson spear, which constantly absorbs the blood of the victim in his hand, can be transformed into hundreds of forms.

In the face of this invulnerable monster, the commanders of the war regiment sounded the horn of retreat, and the soldiers left the corpses of their comrades in shame, like a group of frightened cowards, and fled the battlefield without looking back.