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

Chapter 173 Let's Fight

Dad's Antique Shop.

The group, who had just returned to the antique shop, fell silent.

The matter of the Earth Demon has just ended, and now there's news about the Gates of Hell.

They weren't given a single chance to catch their breath.
"Dad, which demon is it this time?"

Xiaoyu asked in a serious tone.

After the Earthly Demon's defeat, everyone else was alright, but she was the most exhausted. Fighting the wielder of that divine armor had left her mentally drained.

But can they get a rest?
Of course not.

The demon's destructive power was too great, and the fact that the Earth Demon was allowed to roam free was because of Isa.

Other demons are impossible.

There has only ever been one Kingdom of Earth.

Given the demons' unparalleled destructive power, they simply cannot allow demons to live in modern society.

The consequences would be unbearable for them.

The old man turned to look at the table, and a wisp of magic surged out, causing a castanet to tremble uneasily.

"The hexagram Zhen represents the gate of the thunder and lightning demon."

Xiaoyu raised her hand, and the divine relic that sealed the demon flew into her hand.

She turned and left.

"Dad, you can stay at the antique shop and prepare. I'll go guard the Demon Gate."

"Xiaoyu, wait!" Jackie Chan stopped her without hesitation.

But as Xiaoyu turned her head, the powerful pressure emanating from her pale eyes made Jackie Chan hesitate.

Feeling the power within his body, he still said, "I'll go with you."

"No need, Uncle Long. Given the devil's cunning, they won't come during this initial period. I'm just doing this as a precaution."

As Xiaoyu spoke, a spatial fluctuation flashed by and disappeared.

Jackie Chan reached out and made a grasping motion, a hint of disappointment in his eyes: "Dad, is there a way to grow up quickly?"

The old man thought for a moment and shook his head: "You also have power within you, but I don't know how to activate it."

Jackie Chan nodded. That was something he could think of. If there was an opportunity to improve his fighting ability without any side effects, his father wouldn't hide it.

"but."

The old man hesitated for a moment: "You should be able to use the divine armor, but I need to study it first. This armor seems to absorb a person's life force to operate. I'll see if I can avoid this side effect."

"Okay, Dad, then you should start researching it quickly."

Jackie Chan's eyes lit up and he immediately urged him on, after all, his thirst for power was growing stronger.

He can't always be protected. If he had the power of the armor, he could protect his family more quickly and say with a clear conscience: "Xiaoyu, you're not allowed to go. Children should stay in the back and study in peace!"

Instead of being like we are now, lacking even the confidence to stop it.

The old man glanced at Jackie Chan and said calmly, "Of course I know, but I'm very thirsty right now and need some hot tea."

Jackie Chan immediately turned around: "Wait, I'm coming right now."

"There's one more thing. Dad needs an edamame sandwich. He hasn't had lunch yet today."

"Okay, Dad, I'll go right away."

"There's one more thing, add garlic, garlic is very important."

"Good Daddy"

"And one more thing"
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Vampire Castle.

Lin Luo, who was studying the memories of the gods, was slightly taken aback, but then continued his research.

Neither China nor the Soviet Union survived; they were completely irrelevant. What was truly interesting, however, was the memory of this deity.

The memory was very vague, and some parts were even false, but the most vague part was indeed the memory of the seventh god among the immortal gods, Han Xiangzi.

Before Falk even received the armor, Lin Luo planted a seed of fear within him, using this seed to enhance his potential, willpower, and a series of other positive attributes.

The gap between Lin Luo and ordinary people is too great. Even a little fear that he casually gives is a top-level opportunity for ordinary people.

Therefore, the fear seed that he gave was naturally included in Falk's destiny.

Only then does the divine opportunity arise, and as destiny accumulates continuously, there will be no conflict.

Then it was the will of the gods that possessed Falk's will.

Lin Luo had not anticipated this. He originally left the seeds to control the course of the battle and wanted to micromanage the situation to achieve his goal.

Unexpectedly, even such a domineering god has remnants of his will.

The seed Lin Luo gave him provided a comprehensive boost, especially when Falk's will was being suppressed.

He decisively poured all his energy into Fogg's will, and then used Fogg's will as an anchor point to try to merge the will of a mortal with the will of a god.

Of course, this fusion failed, and the gods would never allow such a thing to happen.

However, the gods needed to use Fogg's body and destiny to unleash the power of the divine armor, which could not destroy his will, ultimately achieving a pseudo-imprint of his memories.

As for why the gods didn't just destroy Falk's will directly.
Lin Luo could also figure out the reason; it's most likely a matter of cause and effect.

It is only because Falk's will exists that he is the human Falk, using the residual power of the gods to seal the demon, rather than the gods using the human Falk's body to seal the demon.

Therefore, this vague memory of the gods can be considered a coincidence.

Lin Luo continued to gaze at the god's incredibly blurry memories, eventually settling on a mosaic-like image.

The clearest part of the scene is a Fogg standing in front of a hospital bed, holding the hand of a middle-aged man whose face is extremely pale, as if he is explaining something.

This is the image that Fogg is most obsessed with.

In the blurry area surrounding this scene, Lin Luo saw eight blurry phantom figures.

The eight illusory figures sat in a circle, talking about something.

Their voices were almost nonexistent, drowned out by the beeping of the hospital and the middle-aged man's voice as he made his final arrangements.

Lin Luo listened carefully.

The ears of the evil god were blocked from the voices of mortals, and he ascended to another dimension.

But they couldn't hear the language of God at all.

The scene kept repeating itself. A seven-colored gem appeared in Lin Luo's left hand, and his right fingertips kept drawing something in the void.

The surrounding sounds gradually amplified.

The Kingdom of Tangera is now in your hands. You can make him the nominal king, but if the opportunity arises, you can control Tangera like you did with the Kingdom of Eagles, making him a symbol.

The king's weak words continued to grow louder, until they were deafening, yet the evil god still could not hear the voice of the deity.

Finally, as the blackness swirled within the [God's Reversal Stone], a broken, low voice rang out.

Touch~
Everything around them suddenly exploded, and wisps of black gas rapidly dissipated, reforming into a black lotus flower within the evil god's grasp.
The evil god fell silent. Mortals, even if they briefly carried the mandate of heaven, could not bear the voice of a true god.
Within this lotus flower, only a trace of fear remained, brought to life by Fogg from the memories of the gods; the images and sounds of those memories were gone.

However, this was just what Lin Luo could think of; he had no intention of seeing anything from his memories.

He had already achieved his goal, but he was a little greedy and wanted to go further.

No, and there's no need to be sad.

With his hands tucked inside, Lin Luo pondered as he played with the [Divine Reversal Stone]. "Just as I thought," he thought.
While it is possible to escape the balance of this world, it is very difficult to truly and completely break free from it. The gods of today have not yet reached the point of complete detachment from this state.

As the victors, they wanted the demons to fall, and humanity, as the beneficiaries, also wanted the demons to fall.

Then the demons must come to an end.
Fortunately, the evil god still had some ambition.

Times may change, but you can't cage fear.
As the only variable, he wanted to give it a shot.
(End of this chapter)