Crossover: Is this how it's sewn?

Chapter 53.051. Angers: I'll fight the Holy Lord?

"Does Tara not know what a demon is?" The Holy Lord looked at the ruins of District 13, breathed dragon's breath into the sky, and the reinforced concrete structure turned into mud and water dripping down.

Hundreds upon hundreds of shadowy soldiers appeared. After transmitting an audio-visual message, the Holy Lord commanded in a hoarse voice, "Find this person."

The shadow soldiers knelt to receive their orders, and then all disappeared into the shadows.

Compared to rebuilding his own dynasty, what truly concerned the Holy Lord was a small insect, Xu Zhenqing, who had taken over His body while He was away, using the power of the Sheep Talisman.

"You really think you can possess my body with the power of the Sheep Charm without me noticing?" The Holy Lord was somewhat sinister. Although that person's ability to conceal his aura was very strong, even He, the demon wizard, had not noticed him.

But His body does not lie.

The power of the dark forces has actually been suppressed and confined to Earth, while the righteous forces have spread throughout the universe. The balance between Yin and Yang has long been extremely unbalanced, and it is approaching the point where the righteous forces can no longer suppress it.

The methods the Eight Immortals used on Earth had long been figured out by these demons, who relied on the support of the dark energy.

Once it breaks free from Earth, the power of the dark energy will reach its proper amplification, rivaling that of the righteous energy.

Through the Red Queen's control of the District 13 surveillance cameras, Xu Zhenqing heard the Holy Lord's strange words, which made him immediately realize that he had been exposed long ago.

The Holy Lord was using his own power to escape, and Xu Zhenqing was absolutely certain that such a being, whose wisdom had been eroded by hell, was still so difficult to deal with.

Xu Zhenqing silently counted the cards in his hand: Daolong Old Man, all of humanity, the sealing technique left by the Eight Immortals, Pangu Treasure Box, Earth's will, and the Book of History.

"Let Angers test the Holy Lord first, and then set up a trap to let the Holy Lord taste what I left in His body." Xu Zhenqing felt a chill in his heart. He had indeed been too eager for quick success and underestimated the Holy Lord's methods, which had sown the seeds of disaster.

Of course, Xu Zhenqing could easily hide himself. His current appearance is quite different from before. This change has been accumulated little by little over this period of time. After all, various cultivation methods are making people perfect. With the authority of the Shadow Kingdom, it would not be difficult to deceive the Shadow Soldiers.

"But this is my Earth!" Xu Zhenqing said through gritted teeth. Two tigers cannot share one mountain. Odin had already given him enough trouble, with clones scanning all over Europe almost every week. With the addition of the Holy Lord, it was basically a complete villain alliance.

It's necessary to have some concerns, but there's no need to be nervous. Even if all the chaotic forces on Earth were combined, what could they do? We could simply suppress them. No matter how strong they were, they would be confined to a reasonable range. The worst outcome would be that they would only expose some of their strength. Everything was under control.

It's simply a matter of winning small, medium, or big, or winning until you're numb.

Having figured this out, Xu Zhenqing's expression returned to calm. The Holy Lord's actions had indeed disrupted some of the plans, but by going with the flow, it seemed possible to plan even more.

The reason why Xu Zhenqing's plan went wrong was that he did not have a comprehensive understanding of the nature of stitching together the world. The world is dynamic, especially in a world with so many variables. Even without an omniscient and omnipotent Xu Zhenqing, it is still possible to smooth out the imbalance of information by relying on absolute force.

The old gentleman Angers, who was still talking with several noble ladies, was resurrected by a dragon. The flame called revenge was ignited, and he boarded one of only a hundred Kun-class fighter jets in the world.

Xu Zhenqing walked to an antique shop in San Francisco and rang the doorbell.

"Huh?"

"Jackie Chan, hurry up and greet the guests. There's one more thing; Dad's tea has gone cold, go and get some fresh tea."

The old man gave Jackie Chan a hard knock on the head, then picked up his reading glasses and started looking at the magic book, hoping to find a way to deal with Shendu. Although Shendu seemed to be imprisoned in District 13, the prophecy of the New Year's bells certainly made this old man restless.

"We must find a way to seal Him before His resurrection. On which page is it?" the old man muttered to himself.

"On the left, the third book, page thirty-two."

"Yes, that's the one. I remember now, thanks for reminding me."

Hearing someone's voice reminding him, the old man suddenly realized what was happening, grabbed the book that recorded the Holy Lord's teachings, and then jumped in fright: "Who's talking to me?"

"Sir, it is I," Xu Zhenqing said casually to his father.

"And who are you?" The old man was puzzled. How did the other party know the location of the magic book he wanted?

Xu Zhenqing joked, "In the spellcasting system of Western magicians, there is a kind of magic specifically for finding books."

"This is truly a great magic," the old man exclaimed.

"Dad, are you here yet?" Jackie Chan called from outside.

"Jackie Chan, prepare another cup of tea, and be quick. There's one more thing: how do you treat your guests? You don't even know to lead them in."

"Please excuse my rudeness, make yourself at home." The old man was hunched over; he had slipped and hurt his back earlier and was still not fully recovered.

Xu Zhenqing took out a cup of water of life and handed it to his father. The father felt the surging life force in the bottle and waved his hands repeatedly, feeling that he could not accept it.

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"I came here to buy dozens of antiques to donate to museums in China, and also to ask the old gentleman to help me eliminate the demon."

"What demon?"

Looking at his father, who was trying to play dumb, Xu Zhenqing spoke in a gentle tone, "I heard that Tara has appeared. The general of the Shadow Kingdom cares a lot about the reincarnation of the Shadow Queen. It seems that this reincarnation is a little girl named Cheng Xiaoyu."

"Ah, do they want to fight with Old Man?" Old Man said angrily, holding the lizard and pufferfish in his hand, gritting his teeth.

On the other side, Angers has become a newly promoted planetary-level expert because he has cultivated the technique of swallowing the starry sky. However, he was kicked out of the list of candidates for councilor because he is a bit old, but he is definitely not weak.

Using the gravity of the miniature planet, Angers was able to fly, so he jumped out of the fighter jet when it was three times the speed of sound and rushed towards the Holy Lord on the ground.

"Annoying insect, since you possess some dragon blood, why don't you kneel before me?" The Holy Lord's scarlet eyes flashed as he spoke to Angers.

The Holy Lord knew that all the dragon blood in this world had a source, which was like a meme that could infect some innate beings, such as Him.

Although these dragon-blooded beings have different powers and authority, they still follow the principle of higher bloodlines suppressing lower bloodlines.

Angers was forced to ignite his golden eyes, which were like gilded gold. Around the pupils were dragon symbols representing the eternity of the Word of Power. Under the guidance of the consciousness of the universe, dragon blood represented a special life.

"In terms of speed, can you outrun the Rabbit Talisman?" The Holy Lord asked arrogantly as he saw Angers enter the realm of variable time.

(End of this chapter)