Jackie Chan Adventures: I, the Holy Lord's Brother!

Chapter 11 Summoning Ninja Soldiers
"How do you know the general's name? No, the aura on you is wrong. It's not the aura of those wizards. Who are you?" Ika felt something was wrong at this time.

The young man in front of him gave him a very strange feeling.

When he carefully felt the other person's energy, he noticed that the other person's energy was even stronger than Tara's.

The feeling of vastness is no less than that of Bo Gang who rules this area.

Shen Tian chuckled: "Since you want to know so much, then I will let you see who your future master is!"

After saying that, Shentian's body began to expand rapidly, pieces of green dragon scales tore through his skin, and his broad demonic paws slammed to the ground.

Especially when the pair of broad demon wings suddenly spread open, the monarch-level demon aura suddenly descended.

With a flick of his finger, a magic circle rose from Ika's feet, cutting off the connection between Ika and the Shadow Kingdom. The eight warriors who lost Ika's control disappeared.

"You are the Holy Lord. No, that's not right. You are the Holy Lord's brother, Shentian!" Ika said in horror.

Shentian grabbed Ika and said, "Your information is very comprehensive!"

"Hmph, the Shadow Kingdom is connected to any darkness in the world. As long as I want, I can get any information in a short time." Ika snorted coldly.

Shen Tiandao said, "This is exactly why I came to you. I need your minions."

"That's ridiculous! As a great demon, your followers aren't any stronger than my minions?"

"That's hard to say. After all, although my clan is strong, they are not immortal. Any righteous magic can kill them."

"But your shadow soldiers are immortal. As long as I have enough dark will, I can summon them endlessly to serve me!"

"So, as a great devil, you are willing to come to me just for this kind of thing?" Ika was stunned.

Since when did the big devil take notice of my little tricks?

Shentian smiled and said, "They will never die, they are tireless, and they will always be loyal to me. Isn't that enough?"

After saying that, Shentian flicked his finger, and the human that Ika was attached to was cut in half.

Without the human as a container, Ika immediately fell off the man's face.

He stretched out two fingers to pick up the Ika mask, and Shentian fluttered the wings behind him, breaking through the roof and heading towards his own palace.

After returning to the palace, Shentian took out two books on black magic and began to study magic that borrowed the power of the mask.

This kind of magic is not difficult. If the Holy Lord can do it, then Shentian can do it as well.

In just half an hour, Shentian had a bottle of dark green solution in his hand. The solution had just been refined and was still bubbling.

"The Holy Lord can summon dozens or even hundreds of ninja soldiers in both his stone statue and soul states. I wonder how many I can summon in my current peak state."

Thinking about how dark he was, Shentian first drank a sip of the solution himself, then poured the remaining half onto Ika's mask.

sizzle-

When the solution came into contact with the mask, it first made a corrosive sound, then emitted a faint light, and finally gradually merged into the mask.

Suddenly, Shentian felt an inexplicable connection between himself and the mask.

With this feeling, Shentian called out, "Come out, my loyal minions!"

buzzing-

The shadows beneath Shentian's feet twisted wildly, and hundreds of shadows immediately separated from them, condensing into armored warrior figures in the palace.

These warriors are obviously much stronger than the warriors summoned by Ika. They have pupils in their eyes and seem to have self-awareness.

After being summoned,

They all knelt down and bowed down to the God of Heaven.

If they could speak, Shentian felt that they would all say "Greetings, My Lord".

"Go down!" Shen Tian waved his hand to disperse the shadowy soldiers and said with a sense of relief: "Finally, the first task is completed. Next, we need to find a place to hide."

"My Lord, the whereabouts of the human wizard you asked me to find have been found." A sudden voice interrupted Shentian.

Shan Yuan came quickly from the doorway, knelt down about ten meters in front of Shen Tian, ​​and said, "Master, I have found a human mage for you."

"Really?" Shentian was delighted.

"Then why don't you bring him to me?"

"Well, the situation of this human mage is somewhat special, because we discovered him when he was trying to assassinate Huo Wen, and now he is seriously injured by Huo Wen."

"Don't tell me he's dead?"

Shentian's expression suddenly turned ugly. He knew that it was very difficult for humans to learn magic in this era, which resulted in a small number of righteous wizards.

But after four or five days, I finally found some clues, but then I was told that this righteous wizard was about to die?
This made Shentian doubt their ability to do things.

Shan Yuan's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he hurriedly said, "Master, please calm down. Qing Mei is currently healing this human mage, and he should be able to be saved."

Qing Mei is the last of the four clan leaders. He is not good at fighting, but is very good at healing.

Shen Tian sighed helplessly: "Forget it, take me to see it."

"Yes, my lord!"

.........

When Shentian arrived at the palace where Huo Wen was and opened the door, he saw a righteous wizard lying on the ground.

Unexpectedly, this righteous wizard was very young, looking no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.

But the strength of the righteousness contained in him is comparable to that of an ordinary demon.

At this moment, Qing Mei was placing her hand on the young man's forehead, and a layer of light green energy immediately surged out from her palm, forming a barrier that wrapped the young man.

Under the effect of healing magic, the young man's injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, Shentian could see at a glance that the young man's soul was also severely damaged. Qingmei could heal his body but not his soul.

Even if the physical injuries healed, there was a high probability that the young man would not survive.

Thinking of this, Shentian looked at Huo Wen who was standing next to Qing Mei.

Receiving Shentian's gaze, Huo Wen immediately half-knelt down and said, "Lord, please calm down. I have ruined your plan and am willing to die as an apology!"

As he said this, Huo Wen raised his hand, wanting to smash his head with a blow.

Huo Wen is not a big devil,

A smashed head means real death.

Fortunately, Shentian was faster. Before Huowen's palm fell, he grabbed her wrist and said, "When did I ever say it was your fault?"

Huo Wen was startled, his lavender eyes looking at Shen Tian, ​​and he murmured, "Master, are you really not angry?"

Shen Tian released his hand and said, "Angry? Why should I be angry? You've followed me for over a thousand years, aren't you even as good as a human slave?"

"Besides, it was this slave who attacked first. You can't just stand there and let him hit you!"

"My lord."

"Okay, before I get angry, let's stop talking about this. Instead of wasting time here, why not go out and find another righteous mage?"

"Yes, my Lord."

Huo Wen stood up moved.

(End of this chapter)