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

Chapter 183 The Future? I'll Destroy It Right Now!
He carried the castanets and walked through another door.

The bloody killings disappeared, replaced by extreme high temperatures.

On the crystallized earth, even bacteria cannot survive.

Thick, dark clouds in the sky roared, venting their ancient resentment at the world.

Destruction engulfed the entire city.

Golden beams of light illuminated this shattered world.

There was no sign of life in the distant ruins.

This once great American city is now completely dead, devoid of any human presence.

In fact, there wasn't even a trace of civilization left in this city.

After the cherry blossoms were slaughtered, blood, resentment, malevolence, and soul power intertwined. If left unchecked, it would soon give rise to monsters that only know how to kill.

And here?

The entire city was dead, but none of the aforementioned things were there; only destruction and violence remained.

boom!
The sound of thunder boomed again.

The old man's expression changed, and the magic power within his body surged wildly.

His figure flashed and appeared before a shattered royal city.

He raised his hand, and a protective shield shot into the sky, catching a fist crackling with lightning.

thump~
The immense power, the extreme impact of thunder, and the intense heat shattered the shield inch by inch.

The old man's forehead was still covered in beads of sweat, his murky and murderous eyes fixed on the lightning lord whose eyes were filled with madness.

The continuous high-intensity sealing was taking its toll on even the old man.

"Suppress lightning?" Zhong Su grinned maliciously. "The lightning now has an owner!"

In the sky, lightning suddenly struck down, hitting his body. This lightning seemed to be greatly amplified, erupting again from Zhong Su's fist.

The suddenly doubled force instantly shattered the protective shield.

The old man's eyes widened in surprise, a strong sense of crisis filling his heart.

hum~
A green light suddenly shot out from his sweater, briefly blocking the fists of Zhong and Su.

next moment.

The old man radiated righteousness and vanished instantly with Xiaoyu.

The fists of the Chinese and Soviet Union landed with tremendous thunderous force.

thump~
Vast swathes of the earth were vaporized, and the powerful tremors continued to spread, forming a small earthquake that caused many already crumbling buildings in the distance to collapse.

Even the dilapidated royal city of the Thunder Kingdom was partially destroyed by the shockwave of this magnitude.

Zhong Su slowly stood up, surrounded by arcs of electricity.

He ignored the earthquake and the damage caused by that punch.

His body slowly floated into the air.

He could easily sense what remained in the city: the old man from earlier, and the heavily injured Saint Seiya he had taken away.

An evil god that lurks on the edge.

After that, there were no more living beings here.

Feel the aura of justice emanating from the Saint Seiya side.

The Sino-Soviet alliance grew increasingly violent, but unfortunately, they were just a little short of killing the Saint Seiya.

The relentless suppression has been broken, and this body is still closely connected to hell. Those damned immortal gods have caused defects in his body.

These flaws became weaknesses that ordinary people could use to threaten him.

"Ah!"

Zhong and Su sneered.

Raise your hand.

A golden sphere gathered in his hand, and then he tossed it away.

The golden specks of light appeared exceptionally small against the backdrop of the apocalyptic scene around them.

It slowly descended and landed in the center of the Thunder City.

China and the Soviet Union turned around.

At that very moment, a golden pillar of light enveloped the entire royal city, and immense energy surged into the sky, causing the clouds to churn continuously.

These ancient buildings vanished as specks of golden energy. The Kingdom of Thunder was no longer needed!

hum!
Two righteous forces pierced the darkness of the world at this moment.

That was the aura of divine armor, and also the aura of divine artifacts.

The violence in the eyes of both China and the Soviet Union deepened.

"An immortal god! Hehehehe."

With their anger reaching its limit, the Chinese and Soviet Union suppressed their laughter.

"Laughable sealing magic! Laughable divine artifact! Laughable humans! I wish mortals to die, and even gods cannot stop them!"

"The future? I'll destroy it right now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Su vanished in a bolt of lightning.

When he reappeared, he stood beneath thick, dark clouds, looking down at a shattered city below.

Just now, his attention was focused on Los Angeles and Saint Seiya, which resulted in the destruction in other cities being random. Although the casualties were huge, the chaos and fear were created more.

In the eyes of the Chinese and Soviets, the people of the entire city were in a state of extreme panic. Some people noticed him and pointed at him, saying words he disdained to understand.

China and the Soviet Union ignored the despair of the ants and raised their hands.

A golden beam of light flew towards the city.

In the despairing gazes of the people, gold filled everything.

Boom boom boom.
Amidst the monarch's utterly tyrannical aura, the dark clouds in the sky churned incessantly. Golden lightning, empowered by the monarch, unleashed unparalleled shockwaves with each bolt, destroying all human structures and all living beings.

This city is dying at an incredible speed.

Da da da.
Some people, armed with the firearms that humanity is so proud of, tried to fight against the overwhelming power of thunder that transcends nature, but it was all in vain.

The explosions from some armories further accelerated the rate of death in the city.

It also hindered Jackie Chan, who was wearing a tight-fitting suit, wielding a two-handed sword woven from flowers, and whose whole body was enveloped in divine power.

He raised his hands, his eyes filled with despair as the shockwave enveloped them.

He was enveloped in intense smoke and flames and was sent flying backward.

Jackie Chan was extremely unwilling; even with the divine weapon, he still couldn't see the demon.
The moment the thought crossed his mind, he realized that the burning heat and pain he had imagined did not come.

Even the shockwave didn't cause him pain; instead, the surge of adrenaline made him feel the surrounding energy gradually becoming more docile.

stop!

The moment this idea came to him, he hovered steadily in mid-air amidst the flames and shockwaves.

boom!
A bolt of lightning struck, and Jackie Chan was instantly slammed into the earth.

But the expected death did not come, and there was not even pain.

Jackie Chan stood up amidst thunder and flames, looking at the two-handed sword in his hand and the undamaged divine armor.

After the initial confusion, a sense of ease and determination suddenly appeared in Jackie Chan's eyes.

Is this the power of God?

Indeed, to deal with demons, you still need immortal gods!

He lowered his body slightly and dashed out instantly. His extreme speed allowed him to cover more than 90 kilometers in just five seconds and arrive in the city center.

"Demon! Stop!" He looked sharply at the sky, the place where evil resided.

But as soon as the greatsword was raised, the expected opponent did not appear.

The area where the demon once resided is now only covered by thick, dark clouds.

Jackie Chan looked around blankly. The city was in ruins, with collapsed buildings and occasional red crystallization on the ground.

The smoke and firelight illuminated the dark world.

There were no screams, no wails, only destruction.

The city is dead!
This was Jackie Chan's first thought when he saw this scene.

There's no need to even check; it's clear that no one can survive, not even in the basement.
Human civilization at its current level is completely powerless against demons of this caliber.
A casual attack from them is more lethal than even the most powerful weapon you have.
These thoughts were followed by boundless anger.

Jackie Chan barely managed to lock onto the demon using the armor's unfamiliar sensory functions. As his anger simmered, the power of the artifact erupted unrestrainedly, relentlessly pursuing it, its speed increasing.

Demons must die!

future!

Demons are not allowed to exist!

This is the future that Jackie Chan wants most right now!
(End of this chapter)