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

"No"

San Francisco Downtown

The survivors who managed to survive saw a scene that made them despair.

"boom--!"

A dazzling pillar of fire in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it crossed over most of the city and engulfed the tall and mighty figure like the god of thunder.

In the series of battles just now, people had already regarded the towering giant as their patron saint.

Now the patron saint is engulfed in flames.
"Is he dead?" A police officer nearby spoke up, fear flashing in his eyes, and he stammered.

"No, that extraordinary person is very strong. He won't die like this."

Sheriff Black retorted firmly.

He stood beside the car, holding a telescope, looking up at the sky, trying to find the figure of Whitebeard.

Regardless of whether the enemy has attacked District 13, at this moment, only the enemy can save San Francisco and save humanity.
unfortunately
As the flames dissipated.

In mid-air, a charred figure appeared before people's eyes, and the Thor-like shadow behind Whitebeard had disappeared.

In the shocked eyes of the people.

The figure that had almost turned into charcoal shook its body in the sky.

Then came the fall.
The speed of falling downwards is getting faster and faster.

Finally, it fell directly on a house, turning it into ruins.

silence
The whole city fell into deathly silence.

But after a moment, what was heard was a hoarse roar of joy.

That was the demon's catharsis in the face of victory.

"Hahaha! I've said before that anyone who is the enemy of my Lord will face death as his fate!"

The Holy Lord's terrifying thousand-meter-long red dragon body disappeared.

It transformed back into a seven-meter-tall dragon-shaped monster.

There was a huge crack on his chest, and light golden blood was constantly spilling out. He was standing on the street and roaring heartily.

The humiliation in the Holy Lord's heart was swept away.

Nothing would make Him happier than the feeling of personally killing His enemies on the day of His resurrection.

Looking at the city in front of me with billowing black smoke.

Feel the ant-like humans around you, their screams of fear, and their feelings of despair.

The Holy Lord closed his eyes slightly, raised his chest, enjoyed the feeling of freedom, and let out a terrifying dragon roar that echoed throughout the city!
"Submit, human, and I will grant you forgiveness, or die like him!"

At this moment...
"die--!"

A roar like thunder suddenly appeared and echoed in the ruined city.

The knife flashed like thunder.

"Shh!"

It penetrated most of the Holy Lord's body.

"boom!!!"

The Holy Lord's entire body was thrown a hundred meters away by the terrifying force and crashed heavily into a building.

"Boom!!!"

A huge hole was smashed directly into the building, and then due to structural damage, it collapsed heavily after a few seconds, and the rubble buried the Holy Lord.

At the place where the Holy Lord originally was.

A charred figure appeared, holding a crescent-shaped sword, standing majestically in the middle of the street.

Like a sculpture.

Although white smoke was coming out of the giant's body and he looked in a miserable state, his majestic body stood firm!
Sheriff Black happened to be nearby.

He witnessed this scene and his heart was immediately filled with intense joy.

"Good job!"

Even the surrounding agents and police officers were cheering for Whitebeard who suddenly appeared and knocked down the Holy Lord.

The savior of San Francisco, their hope, the hero who saved the citizens - is not dead!

At this moment, this giant has undoubtedly become a hero of mankind and an iconic banner!

"Quick, let's go, attack that monster and rescue the extraordinary hero!"

Sheriff Black originally wanted to say extraordinary people, but finally replaced the word with heroes.

At this moment, he had nothing but respect for Whitebeard.

It was just that people took up their weapons and vented their anger at the end of the street where dust was still billowing.

Riding in an armored vehicle, we arrived beside the giant standing in the middle of the street.

But he found that the giant's body was motionless.

Some tried to shout at the tall giant, but there was no response.

Sheriff Black rushed out of the car and looked up at the giant whose face could no longer be seen.

I found that his chest was no longer rising and falling, and he was no longer breathing, but his unyielding head was held high, facing the direction of the Holy Lord.

The expression on his face seemed to be still shouting.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

silence.

At this point, Sheriff Blake's original joy suddenly disappeared and turned into heaviness.

The atmosphere became oppressive.

Sheriff Black stared at the giant's figure that was still standing even after his death, and he seemed to see the heroic old man, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

"Damn it, fight that monster!"

At one side, the soldier, with his blood boiling, roared, turned around and jumped onto a military jeep, and fired the heavy machine gun on it at the end of the smoke-filled street.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

More agents, soldiers and police were inspired with courage, and they picked up their weapons, ready to fight to the death with the devil-like monster.

Witness the death of the hero who saved humanity.

It aroused the passion in everyone's heart.

At this moment, they also have to prove it with the weapons in their hands.

The giant is not the only one still fighting!

"That's enough, stop it!"

Just as everyone poured fire on the ruins at the end of the street.

A high-pitched voice appeared.

Sheriff Blake was startled when he heard the familiar voice and turned to look behind him.

"Get out of here, monsters! Get out of here, monsters!"

A dark green beam of light as thick as a fist whizzed past Sheriff Black.

In front of the ruins, a thin green barrier suddenly unfolded and formed.

Suddenly, a taxi appeared behind me and braked suddenly and stopped.

The old man wearing a woolen sweater and a vest rushed down from the passenger seat.

And Jackie Chan.

With Yang An holding Xiaoyu's hand.

The whole family arrived intact.

"Jackie Chan!"

Sheriff Black was startled, then quickly stepped forward and said, "It's dangerous here, get out of here. Bang. Ouch!"

The two are intertwined.

Seeing Sheriff Blake holding his forehead and crying out in pain, Dad had a serious expression.

"You are the ones who should leave. Didn't Dad ever tell you that only magic can defeat magic?"

As he said this, Dad subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the person beside him.

"What is this? A telephone pole?"

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Jackie Chan rushed over, raised his head, recognized Whitebeard, and found that he was dead.

Jackie Chan was silent for a moment.

"Dad, this is the extraordinary person who attacked District 13 and fought with you before."

"No, Jackie Chan." Sheriff Black interrupted Jackie Chan and said seriously, "This is the hero who saved San Francisco. He slowed down the monster and even defeated him."

Hearing this, the old man raised his head, looked at the white-bearded man who was fighting with him in front of him, pushed his reading glasses, and felt very heavy.

But then, as if he realized something, he suddenly turned his head to look at the ruins at the end of the street.

said seriously.

"The Unholy Lord has not been defeated yet!"

It seems to confirm my father's judgment.

A creepy aura flowed out from the end of the street and quickly covered the entire street. "Bang, bang, bang!"

The sound of a huge heartbeat echoed, and everyone fell silent, staring at the dust rising at the end of the street.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

This was the vibration caused by the Holy Lord's feet stepping on the ground, and the sound was getting closer and closer.

The fear of the unknown is like a bucket of cold water poured down on you.

Those people whose blood was boiling began to retreat quickly, looking at the dust in horror.

Until a pair of scarlet bloodthirsty eyes, emitting red light, emerged from the dust.

Next came the Holy Lord’s ferocious dragon face.

With unspeakable anger.

"You ants will all face a tragic fate of complete demise!!!"

A scorching heat wave rushed towards the street along with the Holy Lord's roar.

But fortunately, the light green barrier that Dad had just released was still there, blocking the oncoming heat wave.

"call--!"

The surrounding buildings could not withstand the rising temperature and were ignited and turned into burning torches.

Black smoke enveloped the place.

This place has been turned into a hell on earth.

In the sky, dark clouds transformed from black energy have completely enveloped the place. The pitch-black curtain fell, infusing endless power into the Holy Lord's body.

"Not good! The Holy Lord seems to be even stronger." Dad glared, "Dad's magic shield is about to be broken, be careful!"

Before Dad finished speaking.

"Oh!"

A dark green twisted dragon claw and a punch with violent force hit the fluorescent shield hard.

"Crack."

There was a crisp sound like breaking glass.

Finally, the magic shield was covered with tiny cracks and exploded.

Just as Dad said, the Holy Lord has become stronger.

After all, the righteous can cheat, and the evil can also help his own son.

The Holy Lord stepped over those tiny fragments of magic power step by step and walked towards the crowd.

aggressive!

Sheriff Black confronts the Lord.

He raised his head and looked into the Holy Lord's scarlet eyes. He felt as if his throat was being strangled and was unable to speak.

Only now did he truly realize how terrifying this monster named Holy Lord was.

"Quick, back off, back off!"

Jackie Chan acted decisively and asked the frightened soldiers to leave.

At the same time, he was protecting his father, and Yang An and Xiaoyu behind him retreated step by step.

The Holy Lord stepped forward step by step and soon came in front of the white beard who had turned into a sculpture.

Looking at Whitebeard who was still standing after his death, hatred surged wildly in the Holy Lord's eyes.

"You are the only human being who can drive me to such an embarrassing state!"

"But I am still the winner!"

The Holy Lord roared and spit out a column of fire.

Burn the giant's 'corpse' to ashes.
From a distance, Yang An raised an eyebrow, realizing that this incarnation had escaped his control and was indeed completely annihilated.

However, the power of vows obtained from Whitebeard's incarnation is still there and is still increasing.

Holy Lord, Holy Lord.

If you destroy one of my incarnations, you'll have to be prepared to pay a heavy price!

"And you, human wizards, actually dared to use the magic I created to fight against me?!"

The Holy Lord turned his gaze towards his father.

There was contempt in his eyes, and he didn't take the skinny old man seriously at all.

However, when the Holy Lord glanced at Yang An, his eyes lit up.

"Son of Darkness? What a pity that loser Valon couldn't bring you here. What a perfect temporary body."

"Humph, but now! The favor of the black energy can only belong to me!"

"Wow, what does this ugly big guy mean?" Xiaoyu looked at Yang An worriedly after hearing this.

"Nothing, just crazy." Yang An whispered.

"Oh~" Xiaoyu nodded, not quite understanding, "Is it a lunatic? It looks like a fat lizard, so ugly."

Xiaoyu has a very poisonous mouth.

Yang An burst out laughing after hearing this.

When the Holy Lord heard the two people talking as if they were alone, he suddenly became furious.

"You two ants who are about to die dare to comment on the dragon. I will kill you first!"

After saying this, the Holy Lord was about to spit out a pillar of fire again.

"It's time! Come out!"

Suddenly, Dad yelled.

The Holy Lord paused for a moment, but then he heard the rumbling sound of drums.

"Is this a drum?"

As the Holy Lord listened to the increasingly familiar drum sounds, he suddenly recalled the time a thousand years ago when he was ambushed by that damn Saint Seiya and his power was sealed.

The sealing formation used by the other party!
"Impossible, Lope is dead." The Holy Lord felt more and more uneasy.

at this time.

Many figures in white robes emerged from the alleys at both ends of the street, some beating drums, some chanting incantations, and some waving flags.

This scene appeared in the eyes of the Holy Lord, and his dragon pupils suddenly widened.

"This is a great sealing formation from a thousand years ago!"

"That's right!"

At this moment, Dad felt that an inexplicable power was rapidly infusing into his body, and he was also breaking through to the threshold of the great wizard.

"Shh!"

As the father waved his hand, the woolen sweater on his body changed rapidly, turning into a platinum-colored Taoist robe in the blink of an eye!

Make dad look righteous.

At the same time, Dad started chanting the spell.
This scene completely aroused the fear in the Holy Lord's heart. The last time, he was bound by this curse for a thousand years.

It's a pity that this time it was too short.

The Holy Lord simply didn't have time to figure out how to break this seal.

At this moment, fear appeared in the Holy Lord's heart.

He was not as strong as before, and although he had the power infused by the black energy, the talisman that had been separated from him had not returned.

Now the Holy Lord has only one thought, which is to leave here first and complete the true resurrection.

When he has time, he will figure out how this Sealing War allows and restrains Him.

Come back and kill these ants!
"Oh no, the Holy Lord is running away!"

Jackie Chan was about to chase after the Holy Lord, but a figure appeared who was even faster than him.

It’s Yang An!
After completing all preparations, he should be the one to finally put an end to the Holy Lord.

"Xiao An!" Jackie Chan widened his eyes.

"Don't worry, Uncle Long, don't worry about me!"

As he spoke, Yang An waved his hand.

A sharp sword appeared in his hand!

He finally found the token of the immortal god that once conquered the Holy Lord in the British Museum.

"Your opponent is me!"

As he said that, Yang An suddenly jumped up, holding the sword and chopped down fiercely at the dragon head with eight dragon horns of the Holy Lord.

The Holy Lord's body had already floated up, looking at the daring person rushing towards Yang An.

"Hmph, ant!" Without even a second thought, the Holy Lord stretched out his dragon claws, ready to catch the Son of Darkness who had fallen into his trap.

It was this underestimation of the enemy that caused the Holy Lord to pay a heavy price!

"boom!"

The sword and the dragon claw are about to collide.

A sudden change occurred on the Holy Lord's face!

"Huh? How can you have such strong power?"

(End of this chapter)