Anime Crossover: This Holy Lord Only Wants Friendly Communication

"There's one more thing: don't question your father!"

The old man resembled an angry old goat, his voice hoarse as he forced out a raspy sound.

"This is a trap that demon left for us! Dad's tripped up again!"

“We’ve wasted too much time. Now Dad needs to prepare the spell and communicate with the mysterious creature!”

"There's one more thing, Jackie Chan. Go find the next talisman! It'll distract the demon!"

"Um......"

Blake stood to the side, rubbing his bald head, and said somewhat hesitantly, "Then let's put this talisman into District 13?"

"oops!"

The old man turned around, his fingers flashing so fast that no one could dodge them, and struck Blake's bald head directly.

"This talisman is not important! The rest of the talismans are not important either! Finding a way to restrain the Holy Lord is what matters!"

The old man shouted at the top of his lungs.

He hoped that a louder voice would make these idiots understand what the real issue was.

The old man, after rambling on and on, instructed Jackie Chan to bring him a cup of tea before entering the study.

He has a strong fascination with mysterious creatures.

Based on the description and the blurry images taken by satellite, the mysterious creature is very likely to be Xuanwu!

If it really is Xuanwu...

The old man turned and left, leaving Jackie Chan and Blake looking at each other in bewilderment.

Xiaoyu suddenly spoke up from the side, "What exactly is this mysterious creature like?"

“A mysterious creature…” Blake looked up and recalled for a moment.

Then he gently said to Xiaoyu, "It has a snake-like tail and a very large shell; you could sit on a thousand of them!"

"Wow!" Xiaoyu exclaimed in surprise. She looked at Jackie Chan, blinking her eyes. "Uncle Jackie, can I participate in this operation? I'm sure I'll make a great contribution!"

“No, Xiaoyu, don’t you still have homework to do?” Jackie Chan refused outright.

"Oh... then I'll just do my homework at home." Xiaoyu lowered her head, one hand behind her back, her index and middle fingers interlaced. "Yeah, right!"

“In that case, I’ll arrange for someone to put this talisman into Section 13 first. Once Dad has prepared the spell, we’ll set off.” Sheriff Black looked at Jackie Chan.

“Okay.” Jackie Chan nodded, answering the question for his father.

Blake picked up the talisman, carefully placed it in his pocket, and turned to leave his father's antique shop.

Not far from here, there are many private cars parked. These are actually people from District 13, who are densely packed in this area.

Sheriff Black walked to the black sedan closest to Old Man's Antique Shop, opened the door, and got in.

The black sedan started.

The other vehicles also set off together.

They subtly surrounded the black sedan.

Just after Blake placed the talisman in District 13 and returned to Old Man's Antique Shop, a crisp sound suddenly rang in his ears.

"Where is the mysterious creature now?" Xiaoyu asked, looking up.

“We have located the mysterious creature; it is currently in the same spot it was staying.”

Blake bent down, gently patted Xiaoyu's head with his large hand, and answered earnestly.

Xiaoyu: "...?"

"Alright, alright, Dad has prepared the spell. Let's get ready to go," Jackie Chan said to Blake after bringing his father tea back.

Then he turned to Xiaoyu and said, "Do your homework at home, okay? Don't run around. It's dangerous for a child like you to be walking around on the street all by yourself!"

"Oh." Xiaoyu glanced upwards, waved her hand, and urged, "You guys hurry up, don't keep Old Goat waiting too long, or he'll get angry."

"Xiaoyu! You can't call your father that!" Jackie Chan glared.

"Hey! Jackie Chan!" the old man shouted from the study, "Do you expect your old man to carry all this stuff himself?!"

"Ah, Dad's here!" Jackie Chan rushed into the study.

When they came out, they were already carrying large and small bags.

He brought his father along, following behind Blake, and arrived at a small RV.

"This is?"

Looking at the RV, Jackie Chan was somewhat puzzled.

Are they going on a trip?

“My father is getting old, and we believe that he should have enough comfortable rest time to maintain his energy, so we specially equipped him with this RV.”

Sheriff Blake said earnestly, "If Dad needs to go anywhere in the future, he can use this RV."

"Uh... thank you very much, but isn't this a bit too much of a waste?"

It's important to understand that providing an elderly person with a dedicated vehicle and driver is extremely difficult, especially given that the higher-ups in District 13 haven't yet confirmed the demon incident.

Blake definitely played a huge role in this.

As for why the higher-ups in District 13 have still not confirmed whether the demon will be born...

This is naturally because Jiang Shinian has hardly shown his face, let alone used magic to launch large-scale attacks, thus causing irreparable damage.

However, given the situation that has already occurred, District 13 has essentially tacitly agreed to hire Old Man as their "demon-slaying consultant."

It must be said that the world has been at peace for hundreds or thousands of years, so long that human civilization has almost stopped believing in the existence of magic.

However, in reality, there are still some magicians and wizards in the course of history.

However, for some reason, America has many junior magicians, but they all perform tricks and magic tricks.

The Grand Mage, on the other hand, only had his father, who had sailed all the way from overseas.

Of course, this may also be related to the fact that some great masters prefer to live in seclusion and avoid the world, and do not like to be prominent in front of others, so they remain unknown.

Regardless of the reason, the upper echelons of District 13 didn't really believe in the existence of magic.

Or rather, they held a dismissive attitude towards this so-called magic.

This is because they have never seen much of the world, and while being ignorant and uninformed, they are also arrogant and conceited, with an inexplicable sense of superiority.

If a terrorist attack were to actually occur and befall them, it would be too late to remedy the situation.

Jackie Chan thanked Sheriff Black.

I put everything in the trunk, keeping only the more important and fragile items with me.

Open the car door.

He slipped inside.

"Huh, finally done."

Jackie Chan wiped his sweat, looked at his father who was resting with his eyes closed, and asked his friend, "When will we get there?"

"About an hour, you can take a nap like your dad." Blake glanced at his watch.

"Okay." Jackie Chan nodded, then relaxed his body and found a comfortable position to relax.

His life has completely changed ever since he went on an archaeological expedition and brought back that golden shield.

Dangerous behaviors occur frequently, as if they were commonplace.

A terrifying black hand organization is resurrecting an extremely dangerous demon.

He was already feeling deeply exhausted from one thrilling battle after another to seize the talismans.

"Sigh, I'm just an archaeologist!"

I sighed in my heart.

Jackie Chan closed his eyes, and almost instantly, he fell into a deep sleep.

"Snoring..."

......

"Jackie Chan, wake up, we've arrived."

The noise around him woke Jackie Chan from his deep sleep.

"Have we arrived?" He sat up groggily, rubbing his eyes.

“Yes, Dad has already started preparing the spell,” Sheriff Black replied.

"Ah, did I sleep for that long?" Jackie Chan suddenly woke up.

No wonder he didn't find his father after he got up: "Then let's hurry down. We must protect our father. If the Black Hand organization also finds out about this creature, they might come and cause trouble."

The two tidied up a bit and then got out of the RV.

The sound of waves crashing against the rocks filled my ears.

They are now on a highway at the edge of the sea.

In the distance, sunlight dappled the sea, shimmering and turning the vast expanse of ocean and sky a golden blue.

From their vantage point, the sky seemed to merge with the water, and the water seemed to merge with the sky.

Where water and sky meet, clouds and waves converge, creating a vast expanse of white, possessing an indescribable beauty.

The beach was also golden, and at this time there was no quarrel or disturbance on the shore, only the surging waves and the bright and dim spray.

This area has been sealed off by District 13, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter or leave.

"It's so beautiful."

Jackie Chan wanted to exclaim, but before he could even open his mouth, a familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"!"

Jackie Chan's eyes widened in surprise.

He quickly looked down.