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

Chapter 137 Fear Again!!!

Shadow Kingdom.

As Big Head sensed the changes in the shadow world, his brows furrowed deeply.

The area he is currently in is the deepest part of the shadows, a forbidden zone for all living beings outside the shadows.

The 'Dark Abyss' is known as the land of exile.

The rules here are extremely chaotic. Even for shadow creatures, this place is considered a harsh and cold land, and no shadow creature wants to come here.

Even the Shadow Queen cannot perceive the full extent of the Dark Abyss without entering it.

Not to mention that the Queen is now extremely weak.

The Dark Abyss is filled with all kinds of bones, including those of minotaurs, humans, angels, and others, forming mountains of bones.

Tara continued to traverse these bone mountains, the air thick with the aura of blood, yet his extreme resentment could not affect him.

He is currently at most a spiritual being, and his spiritual status is extremely high, beyond the influence of these environmental factors.

He's just not in a good mood right now.

Because, just now, a portion of the command authority that he had already considered his for the taking had disappeared.

But it was the Queen who recalled him.

Forget it.

After all, she was the Queen, the supreme ruler of the Shadows, and his superior as a commander.

The entire Shadow, and even the Commander himself, belong to the Queen, so he won't react if the Queen takes anything away.

But what bothered him was...

He could still sense traces of that fear in those auras.

Fear was with the Queen, and only then did the Queen begin to invoke that part of her authority.

Is this too much?

When Ximu needed him back then, he made promises and offered kind words of advice. How could he not be considered a collaborator?
The cooperation has only just ended, less than two hours ago, and the betrayal has already happened?
Is Shanghai really so untrustworthy these days? How can a demon be so superstitious?
She let out a long sigh, feeling a bit frustrated, but there was nothing Tara could do.

The Queen is indeed very weak now, but a Queen is a Queen, and a Commander-in-Chief is a Commander-in-Chief.

When the Queen is not around, he can represent the Shadow; when the Queen returns, he can at most cause some trouble while the Queen is not in her right mind.

If he dares to jump out now, he will be suppressed in no time, without any reason whatsoever.

The suppression from above and below Shadow is stronger than many people imagine.

This is also why he hesitated so much even when he betrayed the organization behind the scenes.

Not far away, a shadowy creature carrying a scarlet mask walked deeper into the abyss.

That was his true form, now sealed inside a mask.

However, he doesn't want to get out of trouble, at least not now.

Because this seal allows him to be like a lich, with many opportunities to try and fail. As long as the mask is not obtained by anyone, he will be invincible.

After all, what kind of monsters are out there now? Ancient monarchs, evil gods, queens.
Son of the Demon
Thinking about it, Tara was stunned. The Demon Child? Why would he come to the Shadowlands?

In Tara's perception, a human was leading a dragonman through the shadows, quickly disappearing from her senses.

Tara pondered for a moment, unable to understand why these two would come to Shadow at this time, especially in such a reckless manner.

But he didn't want to get involved. There was a war between the gods outside, and he had already gained some benefits, so he decided to lay low for a while longer.
Fear will prevent dogs from cooperating from now on!
San Francisco, Dad’s Antiques Store.

After Jackie Chan explained the situation to his father, his father led Tru into the magic room.

Jackie Chan paced back and forth in the antique shop, listening to his father scolding Tru, his eyes filled with anxiety.

"Um... Sam, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

A dreamlike voice rang out.

Jackie Chan suddenly ran towards the sofa.

Upon approaching, he placed his hand on Jimmy's forehead and breathed a slight sigh of relief upon finding that it wasn't hot.

"Don't be afraid, Uncle Long is here."

Jackie Chan whispered reassuringly, "We're home now. Bad guys can't get in. We're safe."

He stared blankly at the pendant on the boy's chest; two of the symbols representing the three's friendship were malfunctioning.
It seems that his comforting words had an effect.

Jimmy's pained expression gradually relaxed, and he murmured softly, "I'm sorry."

Then he fell into a deep sleep, as if the terrifying nightmare had passed.

Jackie Chan stood up and continued pacing back and forth. He was extremely anxious because there was no news of Xiao Yu. He wanted Blake to help him find Xiao Yu.

However, he also knew that Xiaoyu in her queenly state was not someone that mortal forces could provoke. If he was not careful, something could easily happen that Xiaoyu might regret for the rest of her life.

Therefore, he never asked Blake for help.

But right now, all he can think about are the little things that have happened with Xiaoyu over the past year.

A young girl's naiveté, intelligence, courage, recklessness, curiosity, laughter, tears, and tantrums.
Everything was exacerbating his anxiety.

Finally, when Sam's incredibly longing gaze appeared.

He couldn't care less about anything else anymore.

Jackie Chan didn't understand how Sam, a child, could have such a strong attachment, but it was clearly a reluctance to part with friendship and life.

That child was very emotional; he was a rare and wonderful child.

He couldn't let what happened to Sam happen again; he had to do something.

Toot toot.
The phone call, which usually goes through instantly, now only received a cold female voice: "Hello, the number you have dialed is currently switched off."

I hung up the phone and called again, but it was the same.

Hang up or dial.

He didn't know the meaning of what he was doing, but unease was sweeping through his heart.

Time passed slowly, and finally, after two hours, he could no longer wait for his father.

He hurried outside, the female voice constantly ringing from his phone making the brave man lose his composure.

"Jackie Chan!"

The calls from behind made Jackie Chan stop in his tracks.

The old man seemed to know where his limits were, and calmly instructed, "I need hot tea. Hot tea will help me calm down."

Jackie Chan withdrew his foot from the door and quickly turned to walk towards the tea room.

He had some vague guesses, but right now the most important thing was his father; only his father could save Xiaoyu.

“There’s one more thing, Dad needs a sandwich, Dad’s hungry.” “Okay, Dad.”

"There's one more thing. Dad needs garlic; the lab isn't getting enough."

"There's one more thing. Do you want your dad to cast the spell to save Xiaoyu? Yes? Then hurry up, what are you dawdling about?"

"And one more thing"
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At this time, in District 13.

Large numbers of shadow soldiers occupied this underground violent facility.

Everyone was taken to the prison where criminals were held.

Blake gripped the iron railing with both hands, looking at the phone that had been crushed by a fat ninja not far away, feeling like crying.

What happened? How did Xiaoyu become like that?
How did District 13 suddenly fall?

"Sheriff, there is no signal."

One of the officers said in a low voice that he was unable to call the police.

"Damn it," Blake sighed, still thinking that destroying his phone was to prevent him from communicating with the outside world.

Oh, it was an accidental injury. What a bad day!
He glanced at his increasingly uneasy subordinates and managed a weak smile.

"Don't worry, that queen is my friend's niece, and Jackie Chan will be here to save us soon. He and I are best friends. Look, none of these monsters have hurt me, which means that although Jade has turned bad, she's not completely evil."

The officers' despair dissipated somewhat as they read their sergeant's explanation.

It seems to be true.

In the work area of ​​District 13.

Beside the Shadow Throne.

A young human was explaining the principles and effects of a dark magic spell in a friendly tone.

Before the throne, a ninja soldier knelt on one knee, placing a thick book in front of the girl, awaiting her command to turn the page at any time.

A touch of darkness appeared at the tip of Shadow Jade's finger, and she pointed forward.

A six-pointed star magic circle appeared at her fingertips, followed by a laser beam that instantly merged into a broom.

Xilulu~
The next moment, the neighing of a horse rang out, and the broom turned into a warhorse, running around in terror in District 13.

Eventually, it turned back into a broom because its magic was exhausted.

"This is too easy, is there anything a little more difficult?"

"Turn the page."

Lin Lu spoke gently.

The ninja soldiers did not move and remained unchanged.

"We'll listen to him on this; we've already paid for it."

Shadow Jade waved his hand and gave the order in a somewhat lazy manner.

She thought this encyclopedia of magic was something amazing, but it turns out it's just that the writing is a bit fancy. How come the magic in it is so simple?
Lin Luo glanced at the Shadow Jade, a hint of envy in his eyes.

Her talent far surpasses that of the evil god.

Lin Luo originally felt that he was progressing very quickly in learning magic. He could basically replicate the magic patterns of the magic he wanted to learn in a few days. As long as it was not too profound, it was basically not difficult.

but now.

He saw with his own eyes what a true genius is.

He simply explained the effects and the incantation, and then slowed down the magic runes five times to cast the spell once, and people were able to replicate it directly.

With that kind of talent, no wonder he could become a king.
"stop."

Thinking it over, Lin Luo called for a stop, and this time, the ninja soldiers obediently stopped.

"This time it's the Twilight Realm, a time-like spell that strips the enemy of their life force, causing them to prematurely enter old age."

Listening to the description, Shadow Jade gradually became interested; this magic sounded very powerful.

As Linluo cast his spell.

Shadow Jade finally failed to replicate the magic within three seconds. She frowned and pondered for a moment before asking, "What does this have to do with time? Isn't it a kind of evil magic like absorption?"

"Yes, but it absorbed too much information, making it look like time itself."

Lin Luo nodded in agreement, but before he could finish explaining, he shut up and turned to look in one direction.

Shadow Jade noticed it too.

They followed Lin Luo's gaze.

Shadows lurked there.

Soon two figures appeared: a dragon-man and a middle-aged man.

After they appeared, they looked around.

The dragonman's eyes were full of arrogance, and he looked at the shadow with a hint of disdain.

The middle-aged man, however, bowed slightly to the queen and said, "Your Majesty, Shadow Queen, congratulations on your resurrection."

"A demon? What do you want with me?"

The Queen became somewhat interested; subconsciously, she valued this guy, but she didn't actually sense any threat from the two of them.

It's only a little bit hot at most.

The Holy Lord straightened up, intending to say something, when he suddenly noticed the Encyclopedia of Spells, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

The initial ideas of cooperation quickly dissipated, and all that remained in their eyes was the encyclopedia of spells.

"Your Majesty, congratulations again on obtaining the Complete Book of Spells. However, this book was compiled by me, and I think you may need a professional translator to assist you."

"cough~"

A soft cough interrupted the Holy Lord's words.

The Holy Lord frowned. Who dared to interrupt the conversation between demons? Did they have a death wish?
He looked at the source of the sound with displeasure and immediately saw a human. This human did not have any extraordinary aura, but his eyes were blood-red.

Upon seeing those eyes, he seemed to see a red official robe.

Fear and helplessness made him say, "I'm sorry, the positions are full."

Holy Lord:
The demon dragon frowned sharply, sensing the subtle fluctuations of authority emanating from this person.
That fear!!!

The Queen crossed her legs, propped her head up with one hand, and asked in a languid tone, "Demon, is there anything else?"

Holy Lord:
Fear again!!!

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(End of this chapter)