Todd's golden dragon eyes looked at Scathach and confirmed again: "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 but ask: "What happened to Cu Chulainn?"
Meredith stepped out of the door of the temple's back corridor and said softly: "Do you remember the fate of the tyrant I mentioned to you?"
"Are you referring to the choice between being a human or a monster?"
"The testers who come to the Kingdom of Shadows, if they can pass the three trials, can accept the tyrant's gift and become a demigod." Meredith lowered his head and walked forward: "The demigods are receiving
On the journey down, you need to make a final choice for your own destiny."
"Either give up the power of the tyrant and live as a human being...or accept the final baptism, become an eternal monster, and step into the holy realm of God."
Meredith stopped and turned to Todd and said helplessly: "Cu Chulainn is wavering between these two paths. He wants to gain power, but he is also afraid of the unknown."
Todd stood up straight and shook his slightly stiff dragon tail: "Let me guess, Cu Chulainn was like me at the beginning and said he wanted to consider the next choice. But on the one hand, he has not come back, and on the other hand, he has not come back.
He kept using the power of the tyrant. So, in the end, he lost control of his power and became a monster that lost his mind? "
Meredith leaned on a broken stone pillar and looked at the southern sky: "Things are not that bad yet, but the result is not far away... I heard that he is now back to his motherland -
—Kingdom of Ulster, and met with King Conchieber.”
Todd opened his dragon wings and said in a deep voice: "If this is the case, I can't ignore his affairs. Please tell Scathach that I will complete her mission as soon as possible."
As soon as he finished speaking, Todd flapped his dragon wings and rose into the air, flying quickly towards Froststone City.
When Froststone City appeared in Todd's field of vision, it was already early morning the next day.
The residents in the city walked out of the scattered buildings, stretched themselves out, carried their utensils, and prepared to start a busy day.
The huge figure blocked the sun, causing everyone to look up.
"Son of the Gods!"
As the figure of the black dragon flew quickly over the city, large areas of believers knelt on the ground, and prayers and praises came one after another from the city.
Flying over the central basin of Froststone City, Todd slowly landed in the open space behind the temple, adjusted his body shape, and folded his dragon wings.
Recalling the conversation with Leviathan about the "Soul Seed", Todd turned his gaze to the vast flat land in front of him and let out a clear dragon roar toward the sky.
The old woman Minnie led the shamans out of the temple gate, came to the black dragon, knelt down on her knees, and bowed her head.
Todd said to the shamans in front of him: "Organize manpower immediately to build a pilgrimage site on the flat land here."
"Pilgrimage place?" Minnie was a little confused: "Son of the gods, what is this building used for? Are there any specific requirements for construction and decoration?"
Todd thought for a moment and said: "The pilgrimage is the gate to the realm of the gods, and it is also the only way to enter the kingdom of Asgard. Only the most devout and outstanding believers can be allowed to enter this building..."
The black dragon's words made the shamans uncontrollably excited. Some people praised loudly with red faces: "Great son of the gods! This temple will be the pinnacle stone of the world! Being able to step into this place will be the first step in the divine domain for mortals."
The highest award!”
Todd turned his head to Minnie: "I allow you to use all the resources in the city to build this church. The entire project can be completed in stages, and only a closed room needs to be built in the early stage."
After discussing with the shamans for a while the requirements for the pilgrimage site and what had happened in Froststone City in recent days, Todd motioned for these people to start construction.
Immediately afterwards, Todd called Evie, who was responsible for external combat reconnaissance, to his side in the soul space.
"Has there been any news from the Griffin reconnaissance team on the front line recently?"
Evie was a little curious as to why Todd suddenly asked these questions, so she answered: "The battle group from Froststone City has already reached the gate of the capital of Ulster, and is now cutting down trees and making siege weapons. I guess they are here.
In a few days, the battle report of the fall of the Kingdom of Ulster will be sent."
Finding Todd silent, Evie asked: "Are you worried about the outcome of this war? In my opinion, there is no doubt about victory. Before the war, we had already scouted every location in Ulster's capital.
In a corner, the chapter leaders of Froststone City have also discussed the best attack plan based on the city's defense, troop strength, and terrain. As for the Connaught people, they hid in their homes and trembled, even going to the battlefield.
I don’t even have the guts to send out scouts.”
Todd lowered his head and looked at the Valkyrie: "I know an experienced general who is experienced in military operations. He said this to me - in war, nothing is static. Plans planned in advance are often the same.
It will be disrupted to the point of being unable to be executed due to some unexpected factors.”
Evie lowered her head and thought for a while, then said: "I will send another team of Griffin Valkyries and let them go to the front line again."
Todd nodded and said, "I hope my worries are unnecessary."
Seven days later, Todd's worst prediction became reality.
A blood-stained battle report was delivered to him, with the following written on it:
The 6,000 frost stone army that besieged the capital of Ulster used a battering ram to break through the gate of the city. Under the messy towers, we did not see any defenders, but we found a man holding a spear and looking angry.
Strong young man.
With a crimson spear, he stood behind the collapsed city gate and never retreated.
No matter how many times we charge, in front of the spear he wields, the soldiers' offensive is like snow meeting the sun, unable to shake it in the slightest.
Our warriors shout the glory of the gods and regard death as the supreme tribute to the gods.
Corpses piled up like mountains and blood flowed into rivers.
This terrifying "siege battle" lasted for a whole day and night. Under the hands of this warrior armed with a blood gun, more than five hundred Froststone warriors were killed.
At noon the next day, we finally discovered that the soldier soaked in blood at the city gate showed signs of fatigue.
The chapter leaders sounded the horn for a general attack, and Froststone's army rushed towards the city gate guarded by only one person like a tide.
No one would believe the next scene.
The soldier's body changed. His body grew bigger and bigger, and his head collapsed on the city gate.
One of his eyes was sunken, and the other eye protruded. Huge teeth sprouted from his mouth, and he grinned from the corner of his mouth to his ears. His head turned into the shape of a giant wolf, and his hair stood up and was as hard as a steel mane.
Seven sharp claws sprouted from his limbs, and his eyes had seven pupils. His roar was like the sound of a death knell, which could break the hearts of warriors.
The red spear constantly absorbs the blood of the victims in his hand, and can change into hundreds of shapes.
Facing this invulnerable monster, the chapter leaders blew the retreat horn, and the soldiers shamefully left the bodies of their comrades behind, like a group of frightened cowards, and fled the battlefield without looking back.