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

Chapter 327 Father, Save Me

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It is indeed a good choice, but Bazaar has one problem: her personality is not very good, and she is very prone to extremes, similar to Zhong Su.

Other.
There is nothing else in hell.

"can."

The Holy Lord listened to what he needed to do, and even his request for some of his soul energy, and there was no problem with any of it.

The question the Holy Lord asked was: "What can I gain?"

Lin Luo was also curious, so he looked up at the sky and quickly got the answer, which was similar to what he had thought: "Hell Shattered."

"If we win and the gods fail, a new era will begin; if we lose, the gods will return, and perhaps the next destiny will still be yours."

"As for us, we can't give you anything."

The Holy Lord remained silent.

He stared at the blood-red world and fell silent for a moment. Had the situation really come to this?
But the truth seems to be that the eight immortal gods were trying to create a deviation in their status, forcibly making themselves transcend the world.

In this situation where the gods have the upper hand, things have now progressed perfectly.

He had no choice.

Or rather, apart from Xiaoyu and the others, no one present had a choice.

The Holy Lord remained silent for a long time, then waved his hand without answering.

But a golden glint flew from his hand and hovered in front of Lin Luo.

The evil god curiously examined the thing before him; it was the soul of a demon, something that possessed the power of a rule-level immortal being.

This thing is naturally grown and cannot be abandoned even by Ximu.

Grabbing and toying with the soul, the evil god, seeing that the Holy Lord was no longer looking at him, bowed slightly, and his figure gradually faded away.

If you really want to raise a demon, Shendu is definitely the perfect choice.

Just a little bit.

The Holy Lord is able to remain calm and control his temper.

This alone is enough to kill half of the demons.

It's just too cruel.

When the Holy Lord was resurrected, the Evil God sent out a wisp of his consciousness to observe, and none of the descendants of the eleven noble animals received the power of the incantation.

This means that the twelve talismans of this world have completely disappeared.

Even if the Holy Lord regains his divine power one day, that power will be completely intact and will never revert to the twelve talismans.
Arrive on the moon and give the soul of the Holy Lord to Ximu.

In fact, by now everyone understands that before the immortal god is defeated, the only way for everyone to have a chance of survival is to stick together.

Intrigue and backstabbing are acceptable, but only if the immortal god dies.

Even Xiaoyu doesn't have a choice now.

Don't assume that just because the gods have won, the world will return to what it was like in the future.

That's impossible; the times have already been set.

Given the unclear attitude of the gods, will they go mad because their 40,000-year plan has failed?
What if, after losing the chance to transcend, one treats all living beings as food and forcibly repairs one's own body?
All of these possibilities are reasons why Xiaoyu and the others cannot remain uninvolved.

After all, all beings who have seen the Howling Sky know that the dark energy and righteous energy in this world do not represent evil and justice.

These are simply two neutral forces with different rules, nothing more.

It has absolutely nothing to do with the character of living beings.

The reason demons are called demons is simply because they were the first to call themselves demons. If they defined their race as gods, then now it would be the eight gods who are imprisoned, and the demons who are trying to transcend this.

And the Demon Wizard will be renamed, perhaps to: God Warrior?

Demons are evil simply because they are losers.

The black mist examined the Holy Lord's soul: "Hehe, not bad, see you next time, fear."

"You still haven't said who you intend to give that energy to?"

Lin Luo asked directly. Although he didn't need to prepare the materials, the evil god was still a little curious.

"Secret."

Ximu's voice carried a hint of teasing.

Without affecting his sense of victory or defeat, Ximu didn't mind annoying the evil god, just as the evil god inexplicably tricked him with Xiaoyu.

This is merely a small, romantic gesture between them. If one day, the gods are truly defeated by them, and a conflict of interest arises again, that might be the time when both sides fight to the death.

Lin Luo watched Xi Mu disappear and clicked his tongue.

But if you think about it carefully, you can guess that it's most likely either Basha or Shenzhu.

But it doesn’t matter.

Lin Luo felt that her curiosity wasn't particularly strong.

Anyway, I don't need to worry about it; he's just helping out with a small favor.

His most important task now is to conceptualize authority.

There are now three authorities.

Lin Luo issued a statement to reassure the players, saying that the crisis was not a big problem, and increased the rewards for the dungeon again.

After glancing at Blue Star, the Demon Dragon was already at its last gasp.

This level of strength should be sufficient to satisfy the gods.

He needs to try and see if he can discover other parallel worlds. Currently, the space has been almost repaired by Xiaoyu, but there is still a gap in time.

Moreover, this gap is extremely difficult to heal. It will only be completely repaired when that scoundrel Ximu takes out the memory gem.

With this slight damage, Lin Luo might have some ideas.

This is the source of our current world-leading strength, but it also stems largely from the authority we have from another world.

There is no more perfect medium than authority.

Their forms faded, and there was no one left on the moon.
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And on Blue Star.

After the Holy Lord waved his hand, the dragons glanced at him reluctantly before flying towards the crack in the sky.

The monarch's commands are absolute; even if the monarch is weak now, they will still not disobey the monarch's will.

After the last member of the Familia disappeared into the Familia Space, the Holy Lord simply sat on the Flame Throne high in the sky, quietly watching the world.

It's as if he's thinking, and it's also as if he's reminiscing.

Sometimes, the Holy Lord would wonder if it would be better for outsiders if he stopped struggling and went into seclusion like Zhou Lan and the others.
The historical records will probably be filled with sentences like "[Demon God War, Destroyed Starfield, Fall of the Divine Capital, Fall of Two Gods]".

While he was thinking, the little demon dragon continued to fight with gritted teeth.

Dad and Tru's magic was ready, but those spells were all designed to target single types of magic. Now that eight magics were combined, it would be difficult to affect the little demon dragon.

Therefore, Dad and Tru could only join the battle using battle magic.

The two archmages were by no means weak, but in a battle involving tier-three authority, they could only play a supporting role.

The city is becoming increasingly desolate.

The demon dragon was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the ground. Spiderweb-like cracks spread for hundreds of meters, and the cement road that had taken a lot of time to lay was instantly destroyed.

The little demon dragon's eyes were filled with resentment. Its massive body rose from the ruins, and it wiped the blood from the corner of its mouth.

How could this be?
He should be invincible already, this is the combined power of the eight great demons, which far surpasses the power of the Sun Demon.

Why can't I still beat that Saint Seiya?
Driven by intense resentment, he forcefully unleashed his power, attempting to engage the main characters in a final battle in the sky.

But a feeling that made him extremely uneasy came over him.

It was that ant that trespassed into his cultivation grounds!
What is in the ant's hand?
As Larry recited the incantation from his memory.

The little demon dragon felt something within its power suddenly being triggered.

hum~
He had no time to dodge, or rather, this was a flaw in the demonic energy itself, making it impossible to avoid.

Behind him, a massive rift spanning thousands of meters appeared, filled with crimson and nothingness, and teeming with a power that he instinctively loathed.

Immediately afterwards, a tremendous suction force suddenly surged forth, like the combined suction force of the eight great demons when they were struck by sealing magic.

Even with all his wings flapping, he seemed completely powerless to resist.

"Do not!!!"

He roared angrily and resentfully, even though he had not yet proven himself right, he had not yet proven to his father that he had grown up and was no longer a child, and that the Holy Lord could no longer treat him like a child.

He hasn't yet
Yes, Father!

He saw the fiery throne in the void; this magic was only aimed at him, and his father would surely have a way to deal with it.

He flapped his wings with all his might and cried out, "Father! Save me!"

(End of this chapter)