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

Chapter 235 Let’s get started
Time passed little by little.

As the midday sun slowly moves westward.

The setting sun on the horizon stained the city with a blood-red hue.

Ximu, who was resting with his eyes closed in a building, suddenly opened his scarlet eyes.

"let's start."

In the darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes slowly opened, and wisps of flame illuminated the room.

Behind them, a scene from hell appeared, and the beautiful serpent trembled slightly, a mixture of excitement and anticipation.

The water demon will return to the world for the second time.
Ximu glanced at Basha, his body gradually melting and disappearing.

He came here as a projection. Although Ximu cherished the idea of ​​a demonic body, he was not obsessed with it. He only used it because the Holy Lord was a demon lord.

Only a monarch can stand at the same level as a monarch.

After Ximu disappeared, the darkness began to writhe.

Rasu was brought out of the darkness by ninja soldiers. He held a diamond-shaped treasure box in his hands. One corner of the box protruded slightly upwards, displaying an ancient hexagram: Li (離).

"Let's go."

The Holy Lord spoke calmly, and Rasu followed silently behind without the slightest hesitation.

Lasu now only thinks of himself and only wants to maximize his own interests.

He had a dream: immortality and immense power.

Demons and demon wizards both wield this power and are very close to him.
"Hurry, hurry, to the capital! Let's wipe the hatchet of all our past grievances. With the two of us joining forces, plus that damned traitor, and three demon lords alive, we will be unstoppable!"

Basha kept muttering to herself.

After seeing the sky, she didn't want to stay in this damned hell for even a second longer.

She longed for the sea, for Atlantis, for the former glory of the Demon Lord, and for all that ancient past.

The Holy Lord ignored him and led Rasu through the now-silent city.

It's only been two months.

The streets had become incredibly desolate, with roadside weeds, thick dust on cars, opaque windows, and a few pieces of fallen glass making up the entirety of the street.

Rasu fiddled with the Panku Box, following behind the Holy Lord, walking forward step by step.

The setting sun in the sky gradually sank below the horizon.

Darkness gradually engulfed the city.

thump~
A dull, muffled sound exploded out.

In an instant, the black energy and righteous energy of the entire world began to surge violently.

The aura of a dark shadow drifted from the distant sea.

The four Shadow Generals have been revived.

The Holy Lord sensed that his control over the ninja army had completely vanished.

He could no longer control the ninjas at will.

However, these Shadow Generals probably won't be able to cause much trouble, after all, they are facing the Guardian Authority and four artifacts.

These are far too powerful for the Shadow General; if it were the Shadow Commander, there might still be a chance to fight them.
thump~
The entire blue planet trembled violently.

A bloodthirsty aura continued to spread.

The little devil dragon in America looked up.

I can't be bothered with it. This is a demon wizard that Tara released, who was originally under the custody of the Brotherhood of Magic.

It seems that what he controls is killing.

But none of this matters.

The little demon dragon tugged at the chain in its hand.

Behind him, a monster covered in brown fur, with spikes on its head and over three meters tall, and bloodshot eyes, staggered and trotted a few steps to catch up with the demon dragon.

This is a sheep-eating beast, wielding a small portion of the power to devour and the power to bring calamity.

Calamities are something even Curse Blue despises so much that it eradicates them before they even give birth to any living beings.

It's still unclear what the old man wants this thing for.

However, calamity seems to become a sharp blade in his hands.

"This is it. Search it thoroughly, don't miss a single corner."

The little devil dragon waved.

Behind him, Han Bing and the other two looked at their father's antique shop in front of them, then glanced fearfully at the enormous sheep-eating beast behind them.

I gritted my teeth and rushed to the antique shop.

The little devil glanced at the District 13 agents who were cautiously moving in this direction with guns in hand, as well as the Chinatown residents who were constantly spying on them.

The demon dragon loosened its grip slightly, and the chains binding the sheep-eating beast's neck seemed to come alive, slowly unraveling. The demon dragon pointed at the group of people.

"Go away, everyone's infected, don't make too much of a commotion."

The sheep-eating beast was taken aback. Sensing the scent of food around it, it was about to let out an excited roar when it realized what the little demon dragon had said.

He nodded, a few drops of saliva with a strong corrosive smell appearing at the corner of his mouth.

He tiptoed towards these people.

In the antique shop.

Ring ring ring...
Welcome!

Bang bang bang.
Blake, who was staying at the antique shop and engrossed in reading a magic book, was startled by the gunshot. His expression turned serious, and he reached for his gun.

The man who looked like the Pizza Boy, Han Bing, had already launched a flying kick.

Blake dodged the flying kick to the side, and his hand reached behind his waist.

"do not move."

Blake froze, glancing sideways, only to see two AKs.

Blake slowly raised his hand, his eyes filled with solemnity.

Hanbing flicked her hand and slapped Blake away.

He stepped violently on Blake's back and pulled the pistol from Blake's waist.

He tapped Blake's bald head with the muzzle of his gun.

"Tell me, where are the rat and the mask?"
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Hong Kong.

Xiaoyu and her father both stopped making arrangements at the same time.

Two months have passed, and everything that needed to be arranged has already been done. What's happening now is just supplementing, since this time Dad is targeting the eight great demons plus the possible demon wizards.

You can arrange any kind of magic you think of on it.

This also means that they can stop at any time.

The old man and Xiaoyu sensed the presence of auras constantly emerging from the outside world.

His eyes were filled with suppressed emotion.

"coming soon"

Xiaoyu murmured, then leaped into the air, surrounded by runes.

On the other side of the Eagle Kingdom, a murderous aura permeated the air.

Dark figures darted about over the cherry blossoms.

In America, calamities rage.

Buzz buzz.
The phone vibrated.

Xiaoyu answered the phone, her face looking rather grim.

A large number of sheep-eating beasts have appeared in Chinatown.
It is spreading like a plague. District 13 has been destroyed by a dragon-man leading a sheep-eating beast. Black is missing!

What does District 13 have?
Five masks + the zodiac rat + the demon wizard plague!

I was just thinking that.

hum~
In the west, bursts of energy surged into the sky.

Right now, there are two demon wizards and nine masks wreaking havoc in the world.

"Hey~"

Below, the old man's exclamation erupted.

If they really don't take any action, the human race could be wiped out.

A button appeared in Xiaoyu's hand; it was something she had taken from Jackie Chan. She felt that, at certain times, she might be able to offer something in exchange for help from the evil god.

Press.

Nothing happened; it seemed the evil god was not there.
Or is it that you don't want to care?

Xiaoyu's face grew increasingly pale.

Her eyes shone with a milky white light: "Uncle Long, go to America."

Boom~
distance.

The protective force, holding a shadow general in its grasp, flew towards the United States.

Xiaoyu lowered her eyes and looked at her father.

Who will go to the United States?

(End of this chapter)