Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Chapter 116: Devout believer! Xiaoyu suddenly appears

The luxurious room was very quiet. Under the light, two dazed magicians opened their eyes.

You can see confusion and dullness in their eyes.

But next second.

The two men's expressionless faces turned into deep fear. They opened their throats to scream, but were stopped abruptly by the young man's light sigh.

"Shut up!"

Yang An sat on the bed, wearing a black and gold robe, staring at the two of them coldly.

See this.

The leaders were like ducks with their throats stuck, unable to utter a single sound. They could only look at Yang An with fear in their eyes.

In reality, only a moment has passed.

But in the illusion, a full seventy-two hours had passed.

Even Hatake Kakashi would be tortured to death by Tsukuyomi, not to mention the leader and elders of the Magician Brotherhood whose wills were not very strong to begin with.

They went through torture that ordinary people could not imagine.

From struggle, anger, fear to despair, and finally the will is completely numb and the spirit is completely devastated.

"Master"

The leader looked at Yang An, who was wearing a unique black and gold wizard robe in front of him. When he met those scarlet eyes, his knees went weak and he subconsciously knelt on the ground.

Immediately and devoutly swear allegiance to Yang An.

"very good."

Yang An nodded with satisfaction. He had two purposes.

On the one hand, it is to test the effect of "Eye of Reality and Falsehood Stage 2".

On the other hand, it is to destroy their spirits so that the "will" talent can invade them and modify their will.

Now, one can see the genuine awe for Yang An on their faces.

Unless they encounter a strong person whose mental power is stronger than Yang An and who can influence their will, there is no need to worry about betrayal.

"Remember today's punishment, imprint it in your heart, and always be in awe."

"Yes, Lord Holy Son."

Leader Anthony lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Yang An. Even though he was just a teenager, he submitted wholeheartedly and could not think of any resistance.

"I said, where there is punishment there is reward. This is a reward for both of you."

Yang An raised his hand.

Two drops of blood floated in his palm, and finally turned into a crystal clear blood crystal, floating in front of the two.

Leader Anthony and Elder Oss took the blood crystal and swallowed it without any hesitation.

Yang An endowed the two with super strong physique and magic power.

You can see comfortable expressions on their faces, and their old faces quickly become younger.

Their bodies grew stronger, and abundant magic power was infused into their dry veins and rushed through their bodies. It was a powerful feeling they had never experienced before.

With both kindness and severity.

The two of them prostrated themselves at Yang An's feet again, and said with fear and joy, "Great Holy Son, thank you for bestowing power upon your faithful servants."

"Get up." Yang An waved his hand calmly, "You don't have to be like this in front of outsiders."

In conquering the two, Yang An valued the Magic Brotherhood’s numerous followers throughout Europe and even the United States.

Most of these believers are middle and upper class people. For example, the leader is a media tycoon in England who controls nearly a hundred media newspapers and is a hidden boss behind the scenes.

It is said that he has a beautiful wife who is more than 40 years younger than him.

Even the royal families of various countries have ambitions to join the brotherhood or sponsor it.

With such a network of relationships, Yang An would be a fool if he didn't cherish and make use of it.

But what disappointed Yang An was...

After checking the memory of leader Anthony, Yang An discovered that these people were not real magicians. They had not learned as many magics as Yang An, and their abilities were not as extensive as his.

There isn't even a heritage.

This can be seen from their ridiculous judgment that "activating the magic circle of Stonehenge can bring about the return of the Dark Ages".

At best, it can only be regarded as a pseudo-supernatural organization. In fact, it was created by the human top leaders in pursuit of the power of immortality.

Rather than a tightly organized supernatural organization from the other world.

As a result, Yang An's plan to learn a lot of magical knowledge about this world from the Magic Brotherhood would not work.

“Don’t you have any collection scrolls that record magic?” Yang An was a little unwilling to give up.

He walked to the living room of the suite and sat down on the sofa.

Leader Anthony quickly followed and stood aside, saying respectfully, "There are still some broken magic scrolls, but most of the magic cannot be used with our magic power. The lightning magic we have learned is the most complete and has the most students."

He looked a little embarrassed when he said this. Seeing Yang An's expressionless face, he could only bite the bullet and continue to tell the whole story.

The extraordinary is no longer apparent in this world.

In addition, the two world wars caused the severance of the inheritance of many wizard families. For example, most of the wizards in Europe were black wizards.

Their ancestors once submitted to the undead devil, and the devil was satisfied with their submission and service, so he bestowed magic on them.

Yang An judged that the leader Anthony was referring to was probably the Fire Demon Saint and the Sky Demon Ximu.

The Holy Lord is the original demon wizard. He also compiled a collection of spells based on the magic he has studied throughout his life. Ximu is also a powerful demon wizard. They are the ancestors of the black wizards.

"No wonder you want to go back to the dark ages."

After listening to the leader Anthony's story, Yang An curled his lips.

"Haha, all living beings are just your playthings. You only need to serve the devil well to be second to none and your life span can be increased to more than 300 years. But how can the devil be easy to get along with? Don't dream of longevity and lose your life instead."

"Lord, please forgive our mistakes."

Anthony was frightened by Yang An's sneer.

He actually fell to his knees, recalling the 72 hours of torture. If it happened again, he would rather die!
"Forget it, can you contact a real black wizard or mage?"

After a moment of disappointment, Yang An waved his hand nonchalantly. He was not going to punish the two for such a small matter.

He has seen too much of human greed.

It is for this reason that knowledge and power are the most important to him. Only by mastering knowledge and power can he protect his family and friends.

"this one"

Leader Anthony stood up with an embarrassed look on his face. He explained, "The Brotherhood has contacted some black wizards, but they don't seem to be interested in worldly power and money, and they are unwilling to join us."

"Sometimes, if we encounter a bad-tempered black wizard, he will kill our messenger directly. I promise, I will try my best to contact the black wizard for you."

Yang An nodded and stood up. He still knew too little about this world.

Even though he knew it was the world of Jackie Chan Adventures, the anime only described the tip of the iceberg, and he still needed to know more.

"Take me to your library."

Although I don't have the magic inheritance I want, it is still necessary to understand the history of the other world.

Although Hei Qi gave himself the title of Son of Darkness, Yang An did not intend to let the world return to the time when the eight demons ruled.

"Yes, Lord Holy Son." Leader Anthony quickly agreed.

The door of the room creaked.

Open it from the inside. At the door, the two maids who had just left were still standing there.

There were quite a few people gathered around, including the elders of the Brotherhood, and they all focused their attention on the door.

The Magic Brotherhood is a tight-knit organization.

The class structure is very strict, and they all wait quietly for the leader to appear.

But I didn't expect it.

The first person to come out was a sickly pale boy. He walked out expressionlessly, glanced at the magicians with his frightening eyes, and walked towards the corridor.

Everyone who saw him felt a little fear in their hearts, as if they were electrocuted, and subconsciously stepped back to make way for him.

The magicians were a little confused as they watched Yang An, who was wearing a black and gold robe and looked noble and mysterious, walking past them.

Look behind Yang An again.

Anthony and another elder, Oss, acted respectful and stepped back to follow Yang An one step away.

What just happened in the room?
Before everyone could wonder, they saw their leader Anthony take off his hood, revealing an extremely young face, probably only about twenty years old.

"what!"

Those who knew Anthony's true identity were shocked, their pupils distorted, and they almost screamed out.

If it weren't for the fact that Anthony's appearance when he was young was very similar to his appearance when he was old; if it weren't for the robe that represented his status; no one would have thought that he was an old man over eighty years old.

On the other side, the Great Elder Os also took off his hood, revealing an equally young face with a serious expression.

"Silence!!! The leader has something to say."

At this moment, everyone realized something.

He held his breath and stared at the two of them with fiery eyes. The corridor was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. The sound of his breathing almost disappeared.

The chief and the great elder looked at each other and announced loudly.

"The Holy Son has reincarnated and returned. He has awakened his past memories and bestowed upon us a gift! He has granted us a new life."

"From today on, the Magic Brotherhood will only follow the orders of the Holy Son."

"The order of the Holy Son is the mission that the Brotherhood must complete. Those who are loyal to the Holy Son can receive blessings, be cured of diseases, regain youth, and gain extraordinary powers!"

Hearing this, the crowd was boiling with excitement.

Yang An motioned the two maids who seemed out of place to come forward. The two women did not dare to disobey and walked over hesitantly with their heads lowered. Yang An reached out and stroked their foreheads.

——Give them twice the physical strength.

Even though their physique was only twice as strong, the changes were visible to the naked eye. The two women's complexions became rosy, their looks became more gorgeous and beautiful, and their figures became more perfect.

"You two can be my personal maids." Yang An said casually.

"Yes, Lord Holy Lord!"

Yang An also glanced at the other magicians who were shocked by the changes in the two women and looked at him with blazing eyes, "The faithful believers who believe in me and worship me will all be cleansed and reborn!"

As soon as Yang An said this.

Anthony, who was very sensible, stepped forward quickly and led everyone to kneel on one knee.

"Thank you for your gift, Master Saint. We will serve you with all our heart and soul."

"We will serve the Holy Son with all our heart and soul."

There was a miracle before their eyes, and whether they believed it or not, these magicians became extremely pious at this moment and bowed down to the young man.

But Yang An knew that they were not worshipping him, but were simply longing for a new life.

They will believe in whoever can make them young again, no matter if he is the Son of Darkness, God, or the devil.

"Go away."

After a brief display of divine power, Yang An was too lazy to talk nonsense and threw the decision to the leader Anthony, "Anthony, submit the list of devout believers to me."

"Yes, Lord Holy Son."

Anthony's body trembled slightly with excitement when he heard this. He had a premonition that the good day he dreamed of was about to come.

In fact, his good days are coming to an end.

On the second day after the Son of God awakened and blessed everyone, two planes from San Francisco to London landed at the suburban airport.

Jackie Chan and his crew, as well as the mafia members who came here after receiving orders, set foot on this land. They all have a common goal - to bring back the Son of Darkness!
Departure from the airport terminal.

Jackie Chan, wearing a dark blue jacket, shivered in the cold wind of London in the early morning. He pulled his collar and then asked his father who was also wearing thick clothes.

"Dad, where are we going next?"

Dad had a sour look on his face because they were given a hard time when getting their visas stamped after getting off the plane, and their dried lizard and dried puffer fish magic tools were almost confiscated.

"Where?"

"That's right, where can we find this Son of Darkness?" Jackie Chan was in a hurry, as he still had a lot of research to do. Because he was worried that the Mafia would send someone to steal the shield again, he gave the shield to Sheriff Black for safekeeping.

"Snapped!"

Before Jackie Chan could finish his question, he was hit hard on the forehead by his father.

Daddy put his hands on his waist and glared at Jackie Chan angrily from behind his reading glasses, "Do you think I know everything? You have to find it yourself."

"What about you, Dad?" Jackie Chan asked worriedly, rubbing his head.

"Dad is going to take a taxi to the hotel to change clothes and make a cup of hot tea! Then take a nap."

Dad said as a matter of course, "Dad is so old, and he still has to sit on a plane for more than ten hours. Do you think it's comfortable?"

Jackie Chan felt a little guilty when he heard this, "Sorry, Dad, my salary hasn't arrived yet, so I can only pay for the economy class ticket."

Jackie Chan has been protecting cultural relics in various countries for many years, most of which are at his own expense. His salary is not small, but he spends it even faster.

After collecting cultural relics, he would return them to local museums as a free gift, so even though he had many priceless treasures, he was still a pauper.

At this moment, a sudden voice came from the taxi that stopped in front of him.

"Uncle Long, Dad, what are you guys still standing there for? Come up quickly."

This clear female voice startled Jackie Chan, "Xiao Yu?"

"Why are you here?! Shouldn't you be in District 13 now?"

In the taxi in front of them, Xiaoyu was sitting in the back seat and waving at Jackie Chan.

Even the old man's eyes widened in surprise, "Oh! Jackie Chan - how are you going to explain to your cousin that you brought your niece to a dangerous place? Can't you do such a small thing?"

"Cough cough."

At this time, a low cough was heard. It was Sheriff Black, who was wearing a black windbreaker.

"Jackie Chan, Mr. Dad, I want to say sorry to you."

"Sheriff Black? Why are you here too?"

The taxi driver was getting impatient waiting.

He drove Xiaoyu off the bus and left with other passengers.

"A little bit!"

Xiaoyu was dissatisfied and made a face at the taxi.

"Sheriff Black looked up information and found a very mysterious ancient organization. It might be related to the Son of Something that you are looking for, Uncle Long. That's why we came here."

Sheriff Black looked apologetic, "I only realized Xiaoyu was with me after I got on the plane, so I'm sorry Jackie Chan."

(End of this chapter)