Jackie Chan Adventures: I, the Mirror God, Master of Fear

Chapter 52 Curse
He looked around, but didn't receive any special feedback.

Maybe it's just an illusion.

The Holy Lord looked at his three subordinates who walked into the crowd with a 'compass' and breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt the balance collapsing, and probably knew who was causing the trouble.

But it doesn’t matter. He is also causing trouble this time. As long as he doesn’t get close to the Saint Seiya in the short term, nothing will happen.

"what happened?"

The Holy Lord turned his head slightly, and on the side of the street, in the glass outside an office building, a guy with black skin, a human body and head, but a pair of bat wings appeared.

Westwood!

The Holy Lord felt that the guys in Hell seemed to have become smarter. He didn't know if they were hiding themselves, but now the demons were indeed all on the same boat.

At least these demons who are willing to think are on the same page.

Therefore, the Holy Lord gave them permission to contact him. As long as Hell wanted to contact him and there was anything around that could form a mirror image, they could contact him.

"Nothing, it's just that the balance has become dark again."

Ximu touched his chin and said, "You can figure it out yourself. Based on the information you've given me so far, you'll be in trouble every time the balance falls into darkness."

"This time, the Saints are still in the Sino-Soviet territory, and Fear has never appeared from beginning to end. How could they possibly be unlucky again this time?"

"Hopefully."

As Ximu spoke, the mirror shattered and the scarlet of hell dissipated.

The Holy Lord frowned and thought for a moment, and a large number of ninjas spread out in all directions.

However, after learning about the history of the human race over the past six thousand years, the Holy Lord no longer has that arrogant attitude towards the human race.

It is indeed terrifying that the human race has developed into what it is today.

You know, what races were led by the immortal gods back then?
Elves protected by the spirit of nature, angels with absolute authority of light, orcs with strong bodies, snowmen with ice abilities, and the vast sea tribes.

Even the eight empires could not easily defeat these races without a monarch.

The human race is just a race below these powerful races.

Now, all are gone. Only two or three cats and kittens are left of the glorious supernatural civilization. The rest are all human beings.
The Holy Lord looked towards the East, a rare trace of worry appeared in his eyes, but there was also a strange sense of superiority.

It was as if saying, "Look, the people in my kingdom are much better than those in other places. 80% of the credit for humanity's current situation comes from Shenzhou. The people in other demon territories are all scum."
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Dad's Antique Shop.

"Huhuhu~"

Jackie Chan woke up from his sleep.

He suddenly looked out the window. The sun had already set, leaving only a half-ray of the setting sun, and a crescent moon was faintly visible in the east.

Jackie Chan had a nightmare. In the dream, he became the captain of the Nightmare.

He gained unimaginable power. With a wave of his hand, a tsunami of a hundred meters rose into the sky, and millions of wronged souls obeyed his orders.

He seemed to be omnipotent, and all places where the black fog spread would submit to his feet.

Under his guidance, Atlantis rose from under the sea and he became the king of the new Atlantis.

The once powerful mermaids knelt before him, and he led the sea tribe to dominate the entire world.

The moment when he sat on the supreme throne of the king of the world.

A golden light flashed in his eyes, and he saw the falsity of that world.

In that dream world, the powerful and elegant mermaids gradually became hideous, their roaring mouths kept tearing apart, and countless wronged souls roared out a shocking elegy, so crazy that it made people feel suffocated.

Everything is a monster. They are resentful and roaring. They intend to kill all living things and reshape the world.

Jackie Chan also felt the suffocation feeling getting stronger and stronger.

When Jackie Chan felt his life was in danger, he finally woke up.

Jackie Chan reached out and touched the foreign object between his mouth and nose: "Kelp?"

He gasped for breath. "Huh~Huh~ Damn it! Someone put kelp on my face. I almost died."

He mumbled, feeling an itch on his neck. He reached out to scratch it, but instead touched something hard and gave it a hard squeeze.

"Sigh~"

A slight smell of blood came, and Jackie Chan looked at the thing in his hand with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Barnacles?"

In his hand was a barnacle, with some flesh and blood mixed in the root of the barnacle.

He quickly stood up, and some seaweed and kelp fell from his body.

Jackie Chan immediately went to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror with more and more fear in his eyes.

The person in the mirror saw more than a dozen barnacles on his neck, and blood was flowing from the place where he had just removed them. His body was wet, and covered with seaweed and kelp. He looked like a corpse that had sunk to the bottom of the sea?

Jackie Chan was startled and looked at the time. Xiaoyu was also there at this hour.
He was a little hesitant, as he didn't want his children to be involved in this kind of thing.

But the current situation is beyond his control.

Go downstairs.

"Uncle Long?"

"Jackie Chan!" x2. Jackie Chan was taken aback and gave a wry smile: "Blake, you're here too."

"What happened?"

The old man, who was full of righteousness, walked out of the library quickly. Now was a sensitive moment, and Jackie Chan absolutely could not leave the antique shop.

He suddenly saw Jackie Chan and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Aiya~"

After a simple busy day.

As Dad whispered the spell, the influence of the Nightmare gradually disappeared, the barnacles and seaweed fell off quickly, and the salty sea water slowly evaporated.

After doing all this, Dad sighed.

"It shouldn't be, but I've looked up a lot of information. Perhaps it's because you were chosen by the Nightmare to be its first captain after it was unsealed, so the Nightmare's accumulated power of two thousand years urgently needs to be released. Or maybe it's something else. But you are not allowed to leave Dad's antique shop now."

After saying that, Dad looked at Tru, then looked at Blake, and finally said:
"Blake, go find some desert sand. It has to be from the desert, not from the sea or the lake. The dry air of the desert will dilute the water vapor. If it's sand from the water, then Jackie Chan will be transported directly to the sea and become the captain of that ship."

Blake was stunned, and immediately said seriously: "I know, Dad, I'll go right away."

Having said that, he turned around and immediately trotted out of the antique shop. He would personally supervise this matter.

Dad went to pick out some equipment and walked towards Jackie Chan's room with a serious expression. He needed to set up some formations.

When Blake came back, the sky was gradually getting brighter.

Xiaoyu had fallen asleep on the table. Jackie Chan looked at his niece tenderly. Although she was a little disobedient, she didn't go to bed because she was worried about him.

He reached out and gently touched Tru.

Tru woke up with a start and was about to speak when he noticed Xiaoyu who was sleeping. He immediately shut up and looked at Jackie Chan.

At Jackie Chan's signal, he gently picked up Xiaoyu and walked towards Xiaoyu's room. After putting her on the bed and covering her with a quilt, Tru came out.

At this time, his father and the others had just gone upstairs. He immediately followed them and came to Jackie Chan's room.

"Go away, demons and monsters! Go away, demons and monsters! Go away!"

Low incantations were continuously chanted, and gradually a green light spread out, covering the room.

Dad held a handful of sand in his hand and gently let the sand fall through his fingers. The sand was blown by a gust of air and magically flew towards the window. It was lined up in a straight row on the window sill and the door, like a line drawn to prevent certain things from entering.

When the last grain of sand fell, Jackie Chan immediately felt that the faint salty smell in his nose disappeared.

He breathed a long sigh, and looked at his father with relief and gratitude in his eyes.

Dad gave him a tired look.

"Tru, keep an eye on Jackie Chan. Don't let him leave this room."

"Okay." Tru responded immediately, but then frowned. "Sir, are you going out?"

"Yes." Dad rubbed his eyebrows. He didn't expect that the curse this time would be so strong. From the time Jackie Chan was cursed to now, it has been no more than three days, but the curse has become so strong that it can travel through the righteous magic to affect Jackie Chan.

Without protection, Jackie Chan might be transported away by contact with water vapor in a few days, or worse, die suddenly. The Nightmare would then seek a new captain, devour the captain's fate, and find an Atlantis that might not exist.
"Blake, help Daddy look after the antique shop. Daddy is going to look for the Nightmare."

"Um, Dad, do you need help?"

"unnecessary."

Dad said as he walked towards the magic room.

When it was opened, there were a wide variety of magical instruments and two large pots, which were essential for making magic potions.

Dad walked to a bag in the corner and opened it. Most of the items inside were strange and bizarre, including half a wooden flute, a broken comb, and a broken sword handle.

These things all shone with a strong sense of justice.

Dad reached in and rummaged through it, finally pulling out a copper triangular pillar. The triangular pillar was covered with intricate patterns and looked extremely exquisite.

"Wei Zheng's jar hopes to seal the ship"

After putting the things into the canvas bag, Dad continued to pack a dried lizard, a dried pufferfish, and some magic powder.

Stand up, chant the mantra, when the light of righteousness surrounds you.

Dad's vision suddenly broadened. He adjusted his reading glasses, looked at the endless sea, and began to take out materials to locate the black air.

After the murmurs of the monsters and ghosts, two thin green ribbons of hot wire extended in different directions in Dad's eyes.

This means that there are two demons in the sea that can pose a life-threatening threat to him.

Dad's eyes became more serious, and he took out a pair of black gloves wrapped with red thread from the canvas bag on his waist.

The glove seemed to come alive at this moment, slowly reaching out to grasp the thin strap on the left.

In an instant, the red line in the glove turned green, and the glove unconsciously extended a finger pointing to the front left.

That is the area where the Nightmare is located.

But Dad didn't rush there, but looked at another line.

He thought about it and decisively began to chant the spell when the light of righteousness enveloped his father.

He saw a guy in a bright red official robe leisurely following a giant octopus as they swam in the sea.

"Aiya~Mirror God!"

(End of this chapter)