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

Chapter 313 Extreme Equilibrium
The summit of Mount Everest.

This is the place in the world closest to the sky.

Six people were suspended above the mountain peak.

Among the six people, the leader was a girl in an orange hoodie. She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, 1.6 meters tall, and had an indifferent look in her eyes, which made her seem to have a very aloof personality.

Beside her, a one-armed boy was looking at the scenery in the distance, but his demeanor still leaned towards that of an introverted child.

Opposite the two were four people with pure white wings on their backs. Their pure and holy aura and appearance immediately reminded people of the legendary angels.

The leader of the four angels was an Asian woman, around twenty years old, who calmly awaited the girl's speech.

Over the course of this year, they have come to know firsthand just how strong this girl is.

They had only ever seen this girl who could put an entire nation to sleep with a mere wave of her hand.

The group waited quietly. The moment a red figure appeared not far away, the Asian angel's eyes suddenly sharpened, and a powerful aura of justice emanated from him.

The milky white light enveloped the sky, making her appear even more sacred.

Justice, this primordial authority that was originally returned to the heavens and earth and is now reborn, bristles like an animal encountering a natural enemy, trying to appear stronger to deter this enemy.

The evil god scrutinized the angel. This authority existed within the space of the angel's battlefield. After he exhausted his fear, the battlefield collapsed, and the authority within it vanished along with it.

I didn't expect you to be back so quickly.

Seemingly sensing that he was being ignored, the Asian angel's aura gradually turned to anger. A sword representing justice appeared in his hand, which he pointed diagonally at the evil god, intending to use the Holy Slash passed down through generations to let the evil god know the price of despising an angel.

"Luo An, come back."

But the next moment, a cold voice rang out, like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the angel's anger.

She came to her senses and looked at Xiaoyu with some confusion. After seeing her cold gaze, she turned to look at the other three angels.

The three angels—one male and two females—looked at her with worried eyes, their gazes completely devoid of the anger one would expect from someone offended by an evil god.

Yeah, why would I have that feeling?
The evil god clearly did nothing, and Xiaoyu clearly told her that the evil god was currently a collaborator.

I shouldn't have been so impulsive, but just now...
"What's wrong with me?"

"fine."

Xiaoyu didn't explain much; what she had just experienced was the subtle influence of fate on her.

Angels also need to develop. In theory, new angels should make establishing their own heavenly court their first task, so that when angelic bloodlines appear among humans, they can guide new angels into the heavenly court.

Once the number of angels reaches a certain level, the angelic order will elect an angel king to take up the authority of justice and light and become the angel king.

He will bring order to the world and lead the angels to greatness.

Although Luo An has now taken over the angel's righteous authority and has been recognized by the angel's will, these are all due to a large number of extreme divine mandates.

These destinies brought Luo An tremendous blessings, but they also had many influences on her.

For example, there is the angel's hatred of evil passed down through memory, and there is also a righteous legacy specifically for emotional demon wizards.

For example, those killed by the cult of fear always appear in her dreams, accumulating her latent hatred for the evil god.

Coupled with the arrogance of an angel, she naturally harbored hostility towards evil gods.

Therefore, even if the evil god only appears and glances at her, her arrogance, which she has unknowingly acquired, will be taken as a provocation, ultimately leading to a conflict with the evil god.

Luo An wanted to say something, but seeing Xiao Yu's calm eyes, he lowered his altitude and returned to the angels' ranks to wait quietly.

Lin Luo was quite interested in this angel, after all, such obvious "balance bias" was actually quite rare.

Perhaps all these extreme balances have now been concentrated in this angel?
We got a little closer.

Xiaoyu looked over with a cold gaze: "If you want to watch, then stay quiet."

Lin Luo paused, not moving any closer. His interests were no longer important; eliminating these biases in the balance was the most crucial matter.

The group quieted down and waited patiently.

Time passed slowly, and three days flew by.

During this time, the angel named Luo An glanced in this direction several times, his eyes filled with inexplicable killing intent. A suffocating atmosphere began to build, making the area even colder.

By mid-October, this oppression had accumulated to a level that anyone with keen senses could perceive.

In the eyes of the evil god, the immense destiny emanating from that angel even faintly formed a sword of judgment, its tip pointing directly at his brow.

All of this left the evil god in awe; it was the collapse of balance, and also the manifestation of extreme balance.

This kind of destiny is only aimed at some remnants of the demons.

This shows that the end of the demon was truly inevitable. The broken demon could not withstand this level of destiny, or rather, it could not withstand the malice of the entire world.

They are, after all, just children of the world.

"Get some sleep."

Xiaoyu's sudden words startled Luo An, whose eyes were already filled with murderous intent. He then nodded and obediently closed his eyes.

Nearly two weeks of sleeplessness had already left her mentally exhausted.

The moment she closed her eyes, destiny seemed to find an outlet, instantly surging into the angel's will. An even greater, seemingly threatening, immense will was reviving.

Xiaoyu raised her hand.

The radiance of hope outlined an unfamiliar array, and the six-pointed star array instantly enveloped Luo An, with four wings faintly growing behind her.

Six pure white wings fluttered slightly. With its eyes closed and its body not exerting any force, it subtly raised the sword of justice, pointing it directly at the evil god.

The glimmer of hope only amplified this destiny, as if the entire world's destiny had been bestowed upon her at this moment.

Xiaoyu looked at the one-armed boy, who had already arrived at the summit of Mount Everest without needing any instructions.

He pressed down with one hand, and the massive black energy flashed and disappeared in an instant. Then, as if provoked, the boundless radiance of justice slowly turned towards Jimmy.

The six-winged angel instantly raised his sword and charged towards Jimmy.

Zheng~
As the longsword slashed through the air, a vast aura of justice tore through space and also cleaved open layers of magic circles.

In an instant, countless magic circles and runes connected to a space of justice. Within this space, immense justice and hope, carrying countless destinies, extended their tentacles, instantly engulfing the angel's entire body and pulling her towards it.

The six-winged angel struggled on, slowly turning its head, its closed eyes gazing at the distant evil god with a hint of amazement in its eyes.

But they were pulled into that space with no power to resist. As the space slowly closed, the angel, carrying a huge destiny, was briefly banished and sealed in this alien space.

Immediately afterwards, that sense of destiny grew even stronger, and the feeling of threatening the evil god became even more intense.

The light of justice shone through that space, enveloping the surrounding area for thousands of miles in its righteousness. All the black creatures and alien races in this area felt as if a sword of justice was hanging over their heads, making them feel like they had thorns in their backs and only wanted to escape.

"Can strengthening or intensifying destiny restore the balance?"

Lin Luo asked, somewhat surprised.

"This is the first step; we need to make Balance aware of its mistakes."

Xiaoyu thought about what she needed to do next:

[Let the extreme destiny be fully intensified, so that justice feels that this destiny is very extreme, leading to a conflict between justice and destiny, and then let justice fail in the conflict, further strengthening the extremism of destiny.]

Ultimately, under the influence of extreme destiny, justice becomes countless times more extreme than destiny itself. This forces the extreme destiny to modify itself, positively empowering justice, and then, through the gentle power of destiny and hope, it manages to mend both extremes.

Feeling that explaining would be too complicated, Xiaoyu simply spoke calmly:
"Just watch. This is the only event that can affect the balance. The balance is just a problem with the self-checking system. I'm just providing guidance."

(End of this chapter)