Jackie Chan Adventures: I, the Mirror God, Master of Fear

Chapter 108 My Princess
Two minutes ago.

"Ok?"

Lin Luo was slightly taken aback, looking at the wisp of destiny that suddenly appeared beside him, feeling somewhat bewildered.

What do you mean?
The dark aura sent him up to save people?
Lin Luo ignored it.

joke.

To aid the absolutely opposing authority, and to be utterly defeated by the ancient demon lord.

How is that possible?

Unless the demon above is either Bo Gang or Zhong Su.

Lin Luo didn't need this so-called destiny; he would have already joined Xiao Yu and the others in beating up the ancient king.

After all, these two things are meant to destroy humanity.

Humans are Lin Luo's base of operations.

As long as the table isn't overturned, Lin Luo can accept either returning to the ancient past or continuing to move forward in the new era.

Ignoring this wisp of destiny, Lin Luo continued to gather more power.

The chill that followed the warmth intensified people's fear.

It's like despair that gives you hope; it's more devastating than constant despair.

Lin Luo then moved to another city.

It was frantically absorbing fear.

The dark aura, following his destiny, urged him to save the hope of righteousness.

Lin Luo seemed to be deep in thought, hoping
Absolutely opposed!

Hope for the authority and the power of miracles!

"I see."

No wonder the descriptions of Saint Seiya always go like this: when the world is plunged into darkness, the Saint Seiya will appear and bring light and peace to the world.

If it's a desire for power, then it makes sense.

At the same time, one can understand that feeling of being both absolutely opposed to oneself and subtly complementary.

Without elevating to a higher level of understanding, hope and fear are the two most opposing emotions.

In any endeavor, the fear of failure is always accompanied by the desire for success.

As he pondered, Lin Luo suddenly looked up at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, his body trembled slightly, and his mind went blank for a moment.

He was silent.

At the same time, the Heavenly Mandate dissipated and slowly rose into the moon.

The guardian is gone.
Lin Luo suddenly stopped moving and looked up at the Moon Palace. His lower body, which was like a cloud, was rolling around. Although he was still expressionless, one could see the unease in the darkness that suddenly began to dissipate around him.

His aura suddenly surged for a moment, seemingly breaking the balance of his incredibly complex divine essence, but then it regained its balance amidst the influx of even more fear.

He just stared blankly at the sky.

My emotions were extremely complex, and I stepped from a false illusion into the dimension of reality.

It seemed to me that I had indeed traveled to this world, and that I wasn't dreaming.

In Jackie Chan Adventures, how could Jackie Chan die?
Logically speaking, things should turn around in the most critical moment, right?
How could it just remain silent like that?

It seems that my appearance has indeed changed many things.
Fear did not conceal its gaze upon the old king, and the high and mighty demon lord paid no heed to this gaze.

In ancient times, thousands of demon wizards like Lin Luo, or even those much stronger than him, gazed at the Moon Palace in this way.

I felt his power, and it remains so now.

Lin Luo wanted to do something to ease his anxiety, but then shook his head. He was terrified; he didn't need to be melancholy.

He instinctively went to England, to that villa.

The butler opened the door shakily, and Lin Luo looked at the alchemical technology.

The energy of fear entered it, for one second, two seconds, three seconds.
Clearly, the aura of the past has completely severed any connection between the greed of that era and this place.

All I could think of was subconsciously wanting to find someone to talk to.

Stepping out of the laboratory and looking at the chaotic scene around him, Lin Luo calmly began to absorb the fear again.

He was waiting, waiting for the Saint Seiya and the righteous destiny of humanity to fall. At that time, two things would happen.

A brief moment of madness or a long period of anxiety.

The world may cease its backlash due to the complete loss of its carriers, allowing the return of the old to be extended until the arrival of a new destiny.

After all, those destined for greatness are like outlets for the world's power; blocking them will only lead to accumulation and sedimentation.

Allow the demon's false rule to continue for a period of time, until it accumulates to a limit, and then unleash a power powerful enough to change the world.

Either all of them would erupt in a short period of time when Zhou Lan killed one of the chosen ones.

All Zhou Lan needs to do is defeat this wave of outbreak, and when the ancient New Year's bells ring, it will mean that the old days have broken through all limitations and trials, and successfully changed the world.

As for the main characters not dying, one of the main characters just died, so it can't be that way.
hum~
Just as I was thinking this, a warm wave swept past me and flowed into a corner.

Lin Luo was slightly taken aback; that feeling just now was...
Brave?
His body was crushed but he's still not dead?
Or.
Is the third wave of righteous counterattack coming?

Boom~
The moment the idea was conceived, the righteous energy of the entire world suddenly erupted, rising and rising, even becoming violent.

A look of seriousness appeared in Lin Luo's eyes as he turned his gaze toward the Moon Palace.

It seems that the brave can unlock this destiny.

A third option has emerged: sacrificing the hero.
As expected of a guardian.

Los Angeles.

The Holy Lord was also stunned, and frowned. What was going on?
"Father, what happened?"

The little demon dragon spoke, a hint of hesitation in its eyes. Its composition was the flesh and blood of the Holy Lord plus one-tenth of his fire energy. Therefore, it could clearly feel a sudden surge of heat appearing in this world.

The fire element became more active than usual, but instead of submitting as usual, it carried a different kind of power, imbuing the flame with an aura of life and destruction.

The Holy Lord frowned as well. He was even more sensitive to this change. A new Flame Authority?

Do not?
A power born from a mixture of elements of flame, yet still a flame belonging to righteousness.
“Our authority is missing. Perhaps some of our authority has been mixed with other things, resulting in something new that belongs to the flame but is also somewhat independent.”

The Holy Lord sensed what was within and murmured, "Flame as the base, giving the destruction of life and the sky a touch of justice, these things have actually merged perfectly, each taking the strengths of the others to form something entirely new?"

As the demon dragon listened to this collection of powers that sounded like a recipe, a hint of eagerness flashed in its eyes.

"Father, if I absorb this power, will I become stronger?"

He asked with some excitement, but then, as if remembering something, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "Of course, Father, if you need it, I will try my best to help you get it."

The Holy Lord was taken aback and looked at the demon dragon with surprise.

This rebellious son
grown up.

You've really grown up!
A hint of satisfaction flickered in his eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips as he murmured, "Of course, but we'll have to see. From what I can sense so far, the owner of this power is stronger than a Saint Seiya."

The Holy Lord patted his child's shoulder, turned to look at the Moon Palace, and said calmly, "However, if the Age of Demons descends, I only need to take back all the fire, then I can re-condense this authority and bestow it upon you."

"Thank you, Father." The little demon dragon bowed his head slightly, his arrogance greatly diminished, but a trace of unease remained in his eyes.
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Moon.

Zhou Lan silently watched the blood mist dissipate, then turned her gaze to the two people lying within a protective barrier of righteous energy.

Now that we have two decrees, let's spare one and kill the other, thus thoroughly intensifying the era's counterattack.

At that time, he will gather all the resources of this era, plant the remaining destiny on the moon, and watch the unstoppable arrival of the demonic era.

He didn't even need to lift a finger.

The two people inside that barrier no longer had any magical protection.

All it takes is destroying the protective barrier, whether it's the still-present pressure or the environment of space, to kill these two chosen ones.

In order to incite a backlash from the era, he even wanted to protect one of them.
trouble
These mages have always been vulnerable; without magic or prior preparation, a change in the environment can always kill them.

Remove gravity.

The two figures floated up slightly, but remained lying quietly within the barrier drawn by the Saint Seiya and strengthened by the Hero.

The old man's canvas bag rose slightly, and many of the materials inside floated out.

Melted ice powder, carrots, dried pufferfish, and dried lizards are all common items, but magical artifacts nurtured by magic over a long period of time still possess a certain level of quality.

However, when a lotus bud appeared from the old man's canvas bag.

Zhou Lan pointed at the old man.

The old man's body gradually floated up and began to move out of that circle.

Zhou Lan didn't see any difference between the two ants, even though the Saint Seiya was stronger, and it seemed less likely that killing them would lead to an accident.

but.
He loathed those gods, and of course, he loathed those who used divine things.

Just as Dad's body was about to move out of that circle.

hum~
Gravity suddenly failed.

"Ok?"

Zhou Lan was somewhat surprised.

Before he could even ask a question...

A surge of righteous energy instantly filled the entire equilibrium zone from the blue planet.

The balance that had completely disappeared suddenly began to reverse at this moment. The black circle first turned white at the edges, and then gradually eroded towards the center.

At this moment, all the extraordinary individuals felt an unprecedented sense of ease.

This reflects the continuous rise of the world's foundation and also represents the continuous growth of the world's upper limit.

Zhou Lan's body slightly rose into the air.

At that moment, a vast golden light connected the entire galaxy.

Descending to the moon in an instant, the ancient and cold will suddenly became scorching.

Flames, golden flames, burned on the moon, shattering its original tranquility and turning it into a raging inferno.

thump~
A deafening roar shattered all barriers and propagated through the vacuum.

In the direction these sounds travel, wisps of golden flames will appear.

Some meteorites passed by, and were burned to nothingness amidst the sound.

The temperature of the flames rose higher and higher.

Looking down in the direction of destiny, a figure slowly emerged there.

It has a humanoid silhouette with huge wings, predominantly green with gold and red accents, and a pair of orange eyes that exude supreme majesty.

Combined with a face that appears somewhat ferocious to humans and soft scales on its wings.

Majestic, sacred, and powerful.

Three adjectives will appear in your mind the moment you see Him.

At this moment, He spread His large wings, appearing to be in a protective posture, and held a young girl in His arms with utmost care.

His movements suggested that if he exerted even the slightest force, the girl would shatter.

He stood atop the empire of the ancient demon lord, ignoring its former grandeur and the lord's majesty.

His eyes were full of tenderness and love: "I've found you, my princess."

(End of this chapter)