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

Chapter 242 Disaster Elimination
Three minutes after Xiaoyu completely fainted.

An elderly man in a wool sweater, his cloudy eyes filled with weariness and a hint of anxiety, walked into the nearly dilapidated building.

Huhu~
A strong wind blew through the silent city, where empty plastic bottles and torn signs made a few noises.

The old man looked at the scene in the dilapidated residential building.

The building was shattered; under the moonlight, it was completely pierced through, and the ground was covered in blood.

On the right side of the living room, a boy with a missing arm lay on a three-seat leather sofa. Judging from the slight rise and fall of his chest, he should still be alive.

Under the sofa, on a grayed-out footpad, lay a little girl in a purple dress, her snow-white neck adorned with the same pendant worn by the boy on the sofa.

The anxiety in the old man's eyes quickly disappeared.

That's wonderful, Xiaoyu is alright.

He put the bright green potion back into his bag.

He quickly stepped forward and first checked on Xiaoyu.

After realizing that fainting was just due to exhaustion, I was able to truly relax.

He turned around and checked on Jimmy.

He frowned slightly; the black energy was incredibly strong.
Following that, soul-detecting magic, and various other detection magic, followed.

Dad's brow gradually relaxed; thankfully.
This is an awakening of some special lineage, not something like being possessed.

Looking at the dried blood on the arm and the slight pain on the little boy's face.

The old man sighed deeply, as if he had thought of something.

The old man raised his hand, and a portal appeared.

One of the elderly men, dressed in a white priest's robe, quickly stepped out.

"Old Haha, you were looking for me?"

"Could you help me look after Xuanjue, this child?" The old man hesitated for a moment, but then he thought of something and put aside his prejudice against the black-haired wizard: "He has top-notch wizarding talent, even no less than Xiaoyu. Your school can make some arrangements."

"Really?" Xuanjue was taken aback. He knew what level of talent Xiaoyu had.

It can be said that, setting aside the three powers, Xiaoyu has already surpassed most of the so-called leaders of these holy lands in terms of runes alone.

In the Age of Decline, in terms of rune mastery alone, not counting the sealed demon wizards or those who might be resurrected, and including the Lord's Holy Academy lineage, Jade is undoubtedly the best.

This level of talent even surpasses the highest talent level in magic detection by several tiers.

Now, there's another one?
Although it is a wizarding talent, with proper guidance, wizards can become the backbone of the human race.

“You can check it yourself. There’s no sign of training in his magic, but it’s already surpassed yours.” The old man said, standing up. “I’ll leave this to you for now. I still have demons to seal.”

He paused for a moment, not knowing exactly what had happened to Xiaoyu, but her willpower was so greatly depleted and her spirit so weak, if not for the fear that had been drained from her.

Then you must have experienced something very bad.

The old man still instructed, "Xiaoyu needs her parents' company now, and it would be best if the two children were in the same ward."

"I see."

Listen to the response.

The old man sighed deeply: "They're all just kids."

Two portals opened, and he stepped into one of them, while the other remained in place, quietly waiting for the three of them to enter.

The scene before my eyes shifted rapidly, and then became clear again.

He has arrived in America.

The scene that greeted my eyes was an apocalyptic vision.

People tormented by disease to the point of killing themselves, panic caused by the spread of sheep-eating beasts, shootings, car accidents, madness.

Everything contributed to the end of San Francisco.

At the edge of Dad's field of vision.

Jackie Chan has used the power of his guardianship authority and divine artifact to forcibly suppress the disease into a doll hanging around his waist.

He was moving through the city, capturing sheep-eating beasts that dared not even bare their fangs at him, and placing them in a huge basement.

But more sheep-eating beasts are spreading.

The old man looked at the dawn on the horizon.

Sheep-eating beasts, diseases, shadows—any one of these could be a calamity capable of destroying the world.
The crisis of the sheep-eating beasts is the easiest to resolve; they will die simply by being exposed to sunlight.

Of course, if that were the case, hundreds of thousands of infected people would have died.

Jackie Chan is saving these people who are about to die.

If they don't get any sunlight, they can be saved when Dad comes.

"Jackie Chan!" the old man called out loudly.

Jackie Chan's face lit up with joy as he captured a frame of hundreds of sheep-eating beasts in an area.

He instantly flew over with them: "Dad, we're running out of time!"

The old man didn't waste any words. He had made the antidote for the sheep-eating beast's magic several times before, and went straight to the point: "Chili peppers, live toad skin, Paris polyphylla, snake gall."

As the names of the medicinal herbs appeared, Jackie Chan quickly memorized them.

He rushed out instantly.

When I returned three minutes later.

A large cauldron had appeared in front of the old man, and medicinal herbs were being quickly added in, with powerful magic accelerating the synthesis of the potion.

Within five minutes, a pot of medicine with a volume of about 3,000 milliliters appeared.

The old man looked up at the sky.

He let out a long sigh: "Jackie Chan, help me, make it rain here."

As the old man spoke, he took out an ancient object that resembled a token and kept muttering incantations.

Three minutes later, dark clouds began to gather in the sky, blocking out the dawn and preventing the sunlight from killing the ever-growing number of sheep-eating beasts.

These infected sheep-eating beasts are still human; they are currently only in the stage of eating sheep and spreading the curse, so it is still easy to remove.

Jackie Chan's protective power soared into the sky, and the dark clouds rapidly expanded, their immense divine power instantly covering the entire area.

Then came lightning and thunder, followed by a torrential downpour.

Influencing celestial phenomena is relatively simple for those in power.

At least, it's not difficult to amplify the dark clouds.

Moreover, protection is also a powerful authority, possessing some idealistic power.

"Go to the United States now, the matter with Tru hasn't been resolved yet."

Jackie Chan was taken aback. Although he looked tired, he nodded and said, "Dad, open a door for me."

With that, he rushed out.

When he returned, he was holding a sheep-eating beast wearing a black trench coat in his hand.

He casually took a drop of the antidote and stuffed it directly into the mouth of the sheep-eating beast.

hum~
The sheep-eating beast shuddered, its fur rapidly shortening, and even the fur on its head retracted completely, reflecting a faint glow.

Blake opened his eyes, somewhat bewildered: "What happened to me?"

He looked around and saw his father muttering incantations as he sent some liquid into the sky.

Seeing Jackie Chan walk through a doorway, a voice came from behind: "Blake, you stay here and help Dad. I haven't finished my business yet."

Blake was stunned, then immediately moved. Jackie Chan was indeed his best friend, saving him when he was in despair.

dong dong dong.
Heavy, chaotic footsteps approached.

Blake turned his head, his eyes widening in shock. In the torrential rain, hundreds of thousands of sheep-eating beasts were spreading wildly from one place in all directions.

More than three thousand sheep-eating beasts charged towards them in a dense swarm.

"My friend, you think too highly of me."

Blake swallowed hard, but still stood in front of his father, his fists clenched, one in front of the other: "Dad, you go first, I'll cover you."

"Demons and monsters, leave quickly!"

Behind him, his father's incantation disappeared, a flash of light appeared, and his father had already headed to the Eagle Kingdom.

Blake:
Are you really leaving him all alone?

After a mere 0.5 seconds of thought, Blake decisively turned and fled, yelling, "Help!!!"

The footsteps behind me gradually faded away.

Blake turned his head, his eyes widening.

The dense swarm of sheep-eating beasts shrank in the torrential rain, gradually revealing human-like shapes.
Blake's mind was still blank.

He slumped to the ground, his legs weak, watching the crisis dissipate before him, his eyes filled with relief.

But it's good that I don't have to die.

The world's crisis is being rapidly resolved; cherry blossoms, America.

Now that most of the antique shop's resources have been concentrated on the Eagle Nation, the shattered carnage is unstoppable, and this final crisis is about to be resolved.

(End of this chapter)