I made up myths in America

Chapter 210 Stonehenge, the Blood Queen
"Shit!!"

The sheer power of this 'athlete's foot' made Pilard's eyelids twitch.

The ground in front of the Natural History Museum in London is reinforced with special cement, which is much harder than ordinary cement.

What kind of toxin could corrode it like this?

To be on the safe side, Brad silently strengthened the flames around him, making them perfectly sealed so that the monster would have no chance to take advantage.

This cautious move saved him from disaster.

"Hahaha, humans, taste the plague I've carefully concocted with my rotten guts!"

Amidst the other party's bizarre laughter, a chilling, eerie green gas rapidly spread in a fan shape towards the area surrounding the museum.

Whether it's roadside trees, cars, or concrete buildings, everything is rapidly corroded away by this terrifying toxic gas.

In an approaching armed helicopter, the pilot, startled by the sight, quickly increased altitude and reported via radio:

"Reporting to headquarters, this monster called 'Rotten Intestine' is suspected of having the ability to spread plague. Please prepare for biological defense. I repeat, please prepare for biological defense. Cough, cough cough."

Before he could finish speaking, the driver suddenly started coughing violently, feeling a sharp, stabbing pain in his stomach and intestines.

It's not even just him.

Residents around the museum have developed similar symptoms: coughing and constant vomiting, as if they are about to vomit their intestines out.

The widespread plague made even the air raid sirens blaring over London sound more shrill.

Meanwhile, inside the Houses of Parliament, Prime Minister Rishi Sunak was extremely anxious.

"Quickly, quickly, quickly, notify the biochemical epidemic prevention department and prepare for a large-scale evacuation of the masses."

"Also, go to Hyde Park and tell Emma to come and help."

In response to Rishi Sunak's orders, the secretary, holding a tablet, replied with a somewhat bitter tone.

"Your Excellency, Miss Emma may not be able to make it in time, as Hyde Park has also been attacked."

"What??"

Hyde Park, central London.

Ever since Emma planted the oak seed here, it has become one of the greatest wonders of London.

From any direction, you can see the ancient oak tree, which stands tall and straight like a towering tree, and the dense forest surrounding it.

People have noticed that this jungle becomes more pristine almost every day, with large numbers of birds and animals spontaneously gathering here.

This genuine, extraordinary power not only drove up the already high property prices around Hyde Park to astronomical levels, but also revitalized an ancient religious sect.

Druidism!

This sect, which originated from the ancient Celtic beliefs, disappeared between the 6th and 16th centuries due to wars with the Romans and suppression by Christianity. However, in modern times, it has become active again with the development of the 'Druidic Revival' movement.

Although it is not very large, it has its own followers and religious groups in many countries around the world.

Since Emma's sudden appearance, all these 'Druids' have naturally flocked to Britain.

They elected Emma as the leader of the Druid order, and she voluntarily worked for free in Hyde Park, helping to take care of the plants and animals, like a diligent gardener in this forest.

Some of these people, who genuinely love nature, have been able to enter the Emerald Dream in their sleep with Emma's help.

Perhaps soon, I will become a Druid apprentice wearing a green robe. In the ancient Druid order, this rank was also called 'Ovard'. They were low-ranking prophets in the Druid sect, wearing green robes, and their duties were to predict and divine, while also studying natural philosophy and medicine.

The next level up is called Bard, a mid-level bard who wears a sky-blue robe and is a guardian of tradition, a poet and singer, and a steward of sacred texts, who must memorize hundreds of poems.

At the very top are the druids dressed in white robes, who occupy the highest position in the ancient druidic order.

Of course, these are just the ancient Celtic classifications. Emma thought they were too complicated, so she simply divided the three levels into Druid Apprentice, Druid, and Druid Master.

Now, she, the Druid Master who was jointly elected by the other members of the cult, has encountered a big problem.

A woman dressed in a red robe, as elegant and beautiful as an elf, exuding a powerful queenly aura, appeared in the park. With a look of nostalgia on her face, she reached out and gently stroked the towering tree in front of her, sighing:

"I haven't seen such ancient trees in a long time since Silvermoon City was captured by the Scourge."

".Yeah."

Right across from her, Emma's voice was dry and strained, her body tense, and her small face showed an unprecedented level of vigilance!

Her heightened senses after becoming a druid allowed her to perceive an incredibly strong stench of blood from this 'queen'.

Perhaps only the bloody scent emanating from Alucard, the vampire king, was even stronger than hers.

"Don't be so nervous, child. I was once a member of the resistance against the Scourge, leading the Blood Elves to avenge the Lich King who destroyed Silvermoon City."

The 'queen's' mature female voice seemed to possess a certain allure, causing the tense Emma to unconsciously relax.

She couldn't help but ask, "And then what happened? Did you succeed, ma'am?"

"Of course it was a failure."

"The Lich King killed me, then resurrected me and my people, making us his accomplices!!"

This time, the other person's voice came from behind Emma.

That mature and beautiful face moved close to Emma's smooth, white neck, took a deep breath, and let out a sigh like that of an addict.

"Ah, what a fresh and natural scent of blood! I really want to taste it, just a small bite."

As she spoke, the Blood Queen opened her mouth, revealing her sharp fangs to the unsuspecting Emma.

rustling—

And the ancient oak tree beside them emitted a soft, shimmering glow.

Thick branches and leaves extended out, gently wrapping around Emma's body and carrying her away from the dangerous person.

"What an annoying thing! I was almost tasting its delicious flavor."

The queen's face immediately darkened, and she raised her right hand, pointing gently at the towering ancient oak tree.

A large amount of shadowy matter gathered from the ground, forming a massive dark cloud that covered the towering tree and the surrounding primeval forest, as if it were alive, slowly corroding and devouring them.

Even from the direction of the Houses of Parliament, you can see London’s biggest ‘spectacle’ suddenly collapse with a loud bang.

Meanwhile, the vitality of the primeval forest surrounding Hyde Park seemed to have been drained by the shadowy cloud.

When Emma was awakened by the loud noise around her, she was met with a sight she couldn't believe. Grandpa Oak, who had always been there for her, and all her animal friends were gone.
Hyde Park, once a sacred place that all druids around the world longed for, is now just an ugly, dark crater.

"Unforgivable!"

Emma clenched her fists and clenched her teeth, hating and loathing someone more than she had ever done before.

Her entire body shimmered with a rich, natural green light, and her body began to swell and deform, transforming into a brand-new animal form that she had only recently mastered—the Earth Bear.

Suddenly, Londoners were surprised to find a giant silver bear, over ten meters tall, appearing in the direction of Hyde Park.

With just a gentle slam on the ground, the entire ground rose up in a wave-like motion, twisting and deforming in the air.

"Tsk, you're angry so quickly?"

A soft laugh echoed through the air as the Blood Queen floated in the air, watching the clods of earth surrounding her, and lightly tapped them with her fingertips.

Crimson whirlwinds appeared out of thin air, tearing and crushing all the incoming clods of earth.

Even the surrounding buildings were greatly affected, being uprooted and blown into the air amidst the howling hurricane.

Boom! Boom boom—

The two sides had barely clashed when the incident caused London economic losses of at least tens of billions of pounds.

The British Chancellor of the Exchequer, who had already been moved to an underground fortification, was heartbroken at the sight.

Oh no, after this wave, London's house prices, which had finally been driven up, are about to plummet again.

All the work he did during this period was for nothing.

Under the Chancellor's utterly frustrated gaze, a deafening roar of a bear echoed throughout London—it was Emma!!

She stood upright, her entire 'bear' form radiating a thick, earthy-yellow halo beneath her feet.

With her location as the center, gravity begins to increase exponentially.

Michael, who was on a building several kilometers away, preparing to seize the opportunity to shoot someone in the back, suddenly felt his body sink.

In Hyde Park, which is just a stone's throw away, gravity has naturally been increased to a terrifying level.

Any ordinary person who sets foot here will have their body explode instantly, like a tomato under a hydraulic press.

"It seems like I can't move."

As the target, the figure in the red dress naturally bore the brunt of the force.

But a faint smile remained on her mature and alluring face, showing no sign of panic. She calmly watched as the silver giant bear below opened its mouth towards her. A terrifying earthy yellow light rapidly gathered and compressed within her mouth, finally transforming into an earthy yellow pillar of light that shot into the sky. She then raised a finger to her cherry-red lips and whispered, "Blood Soul Mirror."

The surging blood-red light condensed in the air into an exquisite and magnificent blood-red round mirror, blocking it behind him.

In an instant, the yellowish-brown beam of light, radiating terrifying energy, struck the mirror and was quickly deflected, shooting towards a street in London below.

Boom! !

A deafening explosion rang out.

A massive figure was faintly visible amidst the enormous smoke and dust kicked up by the explosion.

Only when the smoke and dust completely dissipated did people realize that Emma, ​​in her transformed silver giant bear form, had spread her arms and blocked the attack herself.

"Ho, ho, ho."

At that moment, the druid girl's breathing became extremely heavy, and her body swayed precariously, but she still managed to stand there and said, word by word, "I will never allow you to hurt anyone again."

"You think you can take me on, little Emma? I am one of the most powerful leaders under the Lich King, the Blood Queen Lana'thel."

The alluring figure in the red dress smiled playfully. As she glanced around, she saw that many British superhuman officers who had rushed over to support Emma, ​​or at least prevent her from getting hurt, all looked dejected, as if they had suddenly lost all their fighting spirit. They were filled with sadness and despair, muttering to themselves.

"I'm so useless. What's the point of me being alive? I'm just wasting food and air."

These extraordinary officers who were able to endure the excruciating pain of undergoing body modification while taking the extraordinary drugs all possessed remarkable willpower.

But at this moment, they all had suicidal thoughts and pointed guns at their temples.

Bang!
Bang bang! !
With each gunshot, at least dozens of superhuman officers fell. Emma gritted her teeth even more and roared:
"Ms. Lanazel, you may indeed be very strong, but you are far too arrogant!!"

"Oh?"

The queen showed an expression of keen interest and attentive listening.

Emma, ​​whose body had returned to human form, clasped her arms to her chest, faced southwest, her face pale, closed her eyes, and softly hummed a Celtic song.

"When the morning sun kisses the oak canopy, the forest mist has not yet dissipated, the oak tree is covered in moss, and its antlers are its crown."

It seems to be echoing Emma's sentiments.

Many similar sounds were carried by the wind from the southwest, more than 100 kilometers away.

That's Stonehenge, the most famous and mysterious prehistoric site in the British Isles!
It is also known as the Salisbury Stone Circle, the Ring Stones, the Temple of the Sun, and the Prehistoric Stone Table.
From above, these majestic boulders stand in a ring amidst the green wilderness, exuding a sacred and ancient aura.

Meanwhile, a group of Druids, who had been warned by Emma in advance, arrived here with the Celtic treasure, the Stone of Destiny.

They lit the verbena, clasped their hands to their chests, and gathered around the Stone of Destiny, holding a solemn and grand ceremony.

Many Wiltshire residents knelt down upon seeing this, praying that nature would bless them.

These sounds come together to form part of the ritual.

Tiny wisps of green light flew in from all directions and landed on the giant rocks that had existed for thousands of years.

Finally, as the Stone of Destiny emitted light, it slowly floated up, serving as the core and starting energy of this ritual.

There was a bang.

Stonehenge, silent for thousands of years, now emits a dazzling green light, forming a mysterious circular whole, releasing beams of light that can be seen from as far away as London, blurring the lines between dreams and reality.

Exquisitely beautiful, like an emerald dream of paradise appearing in the sky, casting a corner of its image onto reality.

It was a sacred tree that connected to the sky, seemingly without end; perhaps describing it as the World Tree would be more fitting.

And beneath that World Tree stood a tall figure, one with nature.

He has long, flowing green hair and a beard that symbolize nature, and antlers that give him a jungle-like appearance. His face is dignified and his eyes are deep.
As if sensing the call from the outside world, he turned around and slowly said, "My name is Malfurion Stormrage."

(End of this chapter)