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

Chapter 228 The Artifact of Fear
"This is it, Santa Claus."

A little sprite, who was speaking anxiously, suddenly stopped.

His body quickly turned to stone, becoming a lifelike elf statue.

"Hey, Evan, what's wrong?"

Xiaoyu asked anxiously.

In my mind, the voice of hope and my father's voice were almost synchronized.

They fell silent.

Xiaoyu looked at her father, a hint of confusion in her eyes: "Silence? What happened?"

The old man looked around solemnly.

The gift station in the original Christmas space, which continuously produced gifts, has been destroyed.

The upper part of Santa's house was destroyed.

The furniture, which was relatively tidy, was revealed.

This is what my father saw.

A powerful being, far stronger than the elves and Santa Claus, descended from the sky and shattered the elves' protective shield with a single slap.

Then the powerful energy directly annihilated the upper part of the Christmas house, killed Santa Claus, took the Christmas miracle items, and calmly left.

During this time, the resistance of the little elves and the resistance of the Christmas space were completely ineffective.

They just crushed everything here.

The old man frowned. There are only two people who can do this now.

Fear, Lord.

As for which one...
unimportant.

He was late.

"Santa Claus and the Christmas elves are one; according to records, they were born from wishes and hopes respectively."

The old man glanced at Xiaoyu and continued, "They have a symbiotic relationship. When one disappears completely, the other will fall into silence. But as long as the silent other is not destroyed, the disappeared one will revive after a long period of time."

As the old man explained, he looked around at everything and let out a long sigh.

It's as if they're lamenting the loss of Santa Claus and the elves, but even more so, it's a lament about their own powerlessness against the forces of darkness.

Xiaoyu nodded: "So, Santa Claus can be resurrected in the future?"

Yes, I can feel a power being born. Xiaoyu, come closer. I can help him, and besides, I love these pure creatures.

"Yes, that's how it is in theory, but your father hasn't researched it and can't give you a precise answer."

The voices of Dad and Hope rang out at the same time.

Xiaoyu paused for a moment, then walked towards the Christmas house, a radiant glow of hope beginning to emanate from her.
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Another dimension.

Vampire Castle.

Lin Luo is examining a huge red gift box that is three meters in diameter.

The gift box is still continuously spitting out gifts, which are very strange. There seems to be some kind of uncertainty involved. Only when someone touches these small gift boxes will the gifts inside take shape.

It seemed very magical.

During his research, Lin Luo discovered something.

For example, in a strict sense, Santa Claus and elves should be considered the gods of hope, or rather, a part of hope that has been lost.

Just as Lin Luo was thinking about how to use this machine that produces an infinite number of gifts to achieve the achievement of unlimited materials.

The giant box gradually stopped operating, and then the red gift box began to turn black, as the power of the wish within it was disappearing.

Lin Luo looked thoughtfully at a white bag next to her; it was the bag that Santa Claus carried.

This thing is a top-tier spatial treasure, capable of holding billions of Christmas gifts.

The desired properties on this bag are also being lost.

Without the infusion of the power of hope and desire, these two things seem to be losing their original divine essence. Lin Luo pondered for a moment, "Desire and hope?"
With a raised hand, golden light burst forth, instantly merging into the two treasures.

hum~
A peculiar ripple spread out, instantly enveloping the entire space.

The energy within the two treasures is undergoing a frenzied mutation.

Blood-red stripes gradually appeared on the black gift box, making it look extremely sinister and clearly not a good box.

On the other bag, golden stripes gradually appeared, forming ancient demonic runes.

The text was so distorted it resembled a pattern, and one could vaguely make out two words: 【Fear!】

As the last glimmer of light from the two treasures disappeared.

Lin Luo withdrew his hand and looked at the two items with some surprise.

These are the current properties of these two things.

Name: Fear Box.

Effect: Automatically detects the fears of all living beings in the vicinity and generates corresponding fear-related items, illusions, and phantoms. After frightening the creature, a "fright box" is generated in the creature's consciousness. This box can be opened at any time to cause a secondary fright.

Synopsis: A box of fear snatched from the hands of hope; from desire to fear, the abilities are the same but the effects are opposite.

Note: The higher the fear consumed, the higher the extraordinary attributes of the generated item.

Note: If there is no cost, there is an 80% chance of generating a damage-free phantom.

Name: Fear Storage Bag

Effect: A very solid space. The deeper the fear in the heart of the creature that enters this space, the more stable this space becomes.

Description: A nearly infinite space, the size of which is determined by the amount of fear units consumed, with no theoretical upper limit.

Note: Storing items containing fear or fear energy can enhance the quality of the item; the quality is increased by consuming units of fear energy.

This thing serves almost the same purpose as Christmas gift boxes and Santa's storage bags, but it has become an object of fear.

He put away the magic box and placed nearly six billion units of fear within it to nurture it.

Lin Luo was in a fairly good mood as he played with a milky-white sphere. This thing was the one that had absorbed the righteous energy that Santa Claus had obtained.

This thing is extremely pure and can adapt to almost all types of energy, making it perfect for the chaotic and unified scenarios during the Fear Ascension.

These two items are also very useful: one is a passive fear detector, and the other is a nurturing artifact.

Put the two items away safely.

Lin Luo tucked his hands in his pockets and floated forward. When he reappeared, he had reached a point in the atmosphere.

The energy of fear permeated the sky, and then, fine cracks began to appear across the entire sky.

The stench of blood constantly emanates from these cracks.

The strong smell of rust seemed to illustrate just how brutal and arduous the first war of the righteous era was.

There was no hesitation.

Over a period of more than 30,000 years, the probability of any living beings existing within that timeframe is infinitely close to zero.

Even if there were, in this era, no one could pose a threat to him.

The terrified body gradually merged into the blood-filled cracks.

The entire field of vision was a crimson red.

It felt as if they were struggling through blood, which made Lin Luo feel a little scared.

Just how brutal was that battle?

What kind of reason could lead to such a war of genocide?
Before he could come up with an answer, Lin Luo sensed an incredibly alluring aura.

Those were a pair of blood-red wings, and beneath them were the symbols of the other four groups.

A boundless fear, carrying an immense amount of obsession, surged violently toward the god of fear.

The god of fear had no intention of understanding these negative beings that were almost taking form.

A terrifying light enveloped this ancient battlefield.

Living beings are being killed swiftly!
　P.S.: Dear readers, goodnight after reading this during the day.
　
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