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

Chapter 184 The Mirror God Has No More Weaknesses!
Los Angeles.

In the deserted city, the thunder is receding, darkness is descending, and only the remnants of civilization remain, burning in the darkness.

Not far from a burning car.

The old man carefully placed Xiaoyu on the ground and activated the Earth Orb on her chest with magic, then put the orb on her body.

"Dad... Dad"

Xiaoyu opened her mouth, and a little blood welled up from the corner of her mouth. She weakly raised her left hand.

In her palm was a piece of wooden remnant. Judging from the patterns on it, it was quite old. If it were a professional archaeologist, they would be able to tell that this fragment was originally the remnant of a wooden clapper.

This time, the monarch's killing intent was exceptionally resolute. Every attack required a full-force response, and the speed of each move was almost the limit that the girl could achieve.

She had absolutely no time to cast sealing magic; from the moment she began defending against the lightning, she could only parry.

In her chest, the aura of the Earth Pearl gradually nourished her nearly broken body.

The murderous intent in the old man's eyes behind his reading glasses grew increasingly evident, and his magic power continuously surged into the Earth Orb.

Xiaoyu's body visibly became intact.

"Don't talk, Xiaoyu. Your dad's here. Don't worry, go to sleep for a while."

After confirming that Xiaoyu was no longer in danger.

The old man spoke softly, and a trace of righteous energy gradually appeared in his hand, flowing into Xiaoyu's mind.

As Xiaoyu tried to say something, her eyelids grew heavier and heavier until she gradually fell into a deep sleep.

A green portal appeared, and the old man raised his hand, using magic to lift Xiaoyu up and place her directly on her bed.

As the portal closed, the old man looked up and silently glanced to his left.

There, countless black wisps were gathering, and on the top of a relatively intact tall building, a scarlet figure was gazing in this direction.

As the old man looked in that direction, the fire in that area gradually died down, plunging the area into eternal night.

The Mirror God.
The evil object guarded by the Chen family.
If, when I dreamt that the evil creature had escaped, I hadn't asked Tang Chen to go see it, but instead went myself and reinforced the seal while carrying it with me, would things have been different?

This evil god may not seem to cause any damage, but its traces are always found near every disaster.

He is accumulating power, and may no longer be something that the mirror can seal, or perhaps his level of danger has already surpassed that of the Demon Lord.

The old man let out a long sigh, feeling increasingly weak.

"You want to meet me?"

Sudden.

A gentle voice sounded.

In the flickering firelight, a young man dressed in a blood-red imperial robe, with delicate features but crimson eyes and a cloud-like lower body that exuded an exceptionally sinister aura, appeared five meters away.

The old man calmly looked at the evil god, his aged eyes filled with an unyielding killing intent.

He recalled that when he was very young, his elders used the legend of the Mirror God to frighten children, telling them not to go near famous mountains and ancient temples.

Children are only allowed to enter during festivals and holidays, but they are often frightened by the evil god images that adults deliberately place in prominent positions, making them unable to sleep at night.

The old man clearly remembered that the evil god should not look like this; He should look much uglier, or rather, more ferocious.

However, it could also be a childhood trauma combined with a terrifying filter.

But that doesn't matter anymore, the evil god actually got so close.

The old man activated his magic at his fingertips, and a mirror not far away emitted a green glow.

Lin Luo turned her head slightly to look at the mirror.

smiled.

"Want to kill me?"

The crown, now solidified with 96 beads, swayed slightly, obscuring the emotions in his eyes somewhat, but one could sense that the evil god was in a relatively good mood.

"Try?"

The old man suppressed the murderous intent in his eyes.

He turned around and vanished in an instant.

The evil god didn't take it seriously.

When a person is at their wit's end, they will have many thoughts.

Just now, when the two were staring at each other, the evil god sensed some thoughts about him.

For example, cooperating with an evil god to fight against demons, since the god of fear is theoretically also a god of the human race.

Or, for example, why not simply have humanity submit to an evil god? If there has to be a ruler, why not an evil god? At least this god is bound to humanity, and weakening humanity would also weaken fear.
But clearly, it was just a thought; the righteous mage, after realizing what he had just thought, was somewhat embarrassed and angry at himself. Lin Luo glanced at the mirror not far away where the green light was fading.

After thinking about it, I went over.

This kind of righteous aura is truly abhorrent to the gods.
Thinking this, the evil god stretched out a finger and touched the green light.

hum~
In an instant, a powerful suction force appeared, attempting to pull the evil god into the world of the mirror.

Boom~
Thunder roared across the sky, and fear rapidly gathered throughout North America as the ninety-seventh bead slowly solidified.

But it is increasingly exhausting with fear.

The evil god raised his eyes, and a scarlet phantom appeared on the rooftop not far away. The gathering fear turned and quickly entered the phantom's body, condensing into crystals of fear with higher purity.

After doing all this, the evil god looked at the mirror that had already floated up.

Behind the mirror, there was a faint, bearded figure pulling at something.

He was sealed away in the mirror without any power to resist the seal from a thousand years ago.

Now, the fear has grown to the point where it can fight against the seal.

Without the mage's continued blessing, once the magic on the mirror is exhausted, it will become an ordinary mirror.

However, the evil god thought for a moment, then gave up resisting, and his body was instantly pulled into the mirror.

Hey~
The mirror fell to the ground, and the image of the evil god appeared on its surface.

Lin Luo looked around, a hint of emotion in his eyes. Two years ago, when he first transmigrated, he was in this world.

As Lin Luo walked further in, he could sense that the world in the mirror was actually very large, but it was devoid of any life.

The thunder in the sky outside the mirror grew increasingly violent, as if foreshadowing a fierce battle that was about to begin.

Lin Luo let out a long sigh, a smile appearing on his lips. On the crown, ninety-six jet-black beads simultaneously emitted different ripples.

That represented the power of ninety-six kinds of fear. Each fear was not strong individually, but within the will of the evil god, they gradually merged into one.

A very special feeling arose in Lin Luo's heart. This was the first time he had unleashed his strongest power after completing the chaotic transformation of fear.

The entire world in the mirror trembled at that moment.

A phantom bearded figure loomed in the distance, golden light filling the entire world reflected in the mirror.

The deep, resonant chanting of Sanskrit emanated from the faint sound, seemingly attempting to suppress the evil god.

The evil god grinned, reached out, and grabbed the neck of the bearded phantom amidst the chanting of Sanskrit.

You've become weak.

The evil god murmured, then fell silent for a moment.

He laughed: "No."

"I've become stronger!"

Use your palms hard.

In an instant, Lope's phantom shattered.

The surrounding chanting also shattered, and countless images flickered around, trying to piece together the phantom of the bearded man.

Those were repeated prostrations, from the initial monks to the later Chen family.

He even saw a child with the exact same hairstyle as his father, curiously looking at a statue.

However, those that have already died cannot conjure up anything specific.

Even a thousand years of faith cannot contend with the evil gods of today.

As the evil god's power suddenly expanded, the small mirror shattered instantly.

In this post-war land, amidst the flickering firelight, wisps of black energy rapidly gathered, piecing together an evil god dressed in imperial robes and wearing a crown, standing two meters tall with an ever-growing physique.

His figure was exceptionally elusive, followed by wisps of memories.

A wisp of a child with spiky hair and eyes filled with curiosity, fear, and excitement slowly floated into the sky and gradually disappeared in the flickering firelight.

The evil god moved forward, its form flickering, and returned to the top of the building where it had been standing.

As always, he stood with his hands tucked in his pockets, gazing towards the battlefield.

But the difference is that it has grown through the prevailing trends.

At this point, the Mirror God had no weaknesses left!

　One more chapter, later
　　
　
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