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

Chapter 57 I am free!
Above the sea.

The storm goes with thunder, and the rain curtain echoes with lightning.

The sea surface began to surge, and the waves were getting higher and higher.

A small boat rose and fell in the waves, but never sank.

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

Low-pitched spells continued to be chanted, and green beams of light shot out madly in all directions, killing people who were covered in barnacles, with sticky tentacles in the barnacles and bloodshot eyes.

The boat also crept against the waves and headed towards the center of the waves. On a huge black ship nearly 200 meters long in the center, one by one, the originally dead "people" rushed towards the boat with even stronger resentment and hatred.

Dad's eyes became more and more serious.

In his hand, the altar of Wei Zheng was emitting a little light. He only needed to get a little closer to activate Wei Zheng's altar and seal the Nightmare.

But there was magic in the waves, making it difficult for him to get close.

The big ship also seemed to sense the danger, but it was waiting in the distance, and no one knew what it was waiting for.

Dad's eyes became more and more serious, and he pointed at the dried puffer fish.

The green light hit a crew member of the Nightmare. After struggling forward, when he was about to touch the boat, he and the two crew members next to him who were also wrapped in green light turned into black catkins and dissipated on the sea.

hum~
Suddenly, a green light burst out from the boat, and all the crew members who were getting closer and closer were thrown away.

But then more crew members rushed forward, their hateful eyes and crazy movements seemed as if they would tear the boat and the people on it into pieces at any time.

The small boat slowly stopped moving forward amidst this continuous flow of people, and just rose and fell in the waves that had risen to nearly ten meters.

Dad looked up and saw that the lotus leaves above his head were very withered and seemed no longer able to shelter him from the wind and rain.

Looking down, Dad exhaled, put the dried puffer fish into the canvas bag, reached into his arms, and grasped the dog talisman.

A loyal dog can help him get his body back to peak condition.

As magic power flickered in his hands and he was about to release the dog spell, the boat sank slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a huge amount of righteous energy erupted instantly.

The Nightmare crew members who kept attacking were directly annihilated in the righteous energy.

Boom~
Lightning flashed across the sky, and the old man suddenly turned his head to look at the stern. In the light of the lightning, he saw an old man in a purple official robe looking him up and down.

"who are you?"

Dad asked solemnly.

Wei Zheng smiled kindly. The person before him was the first righteous representative of the human race in the past thousand years.
“That’s not how this thing is used.”

Wei Zheng raised his hand, and the triangular column in his father's hand flew out and into Wei Zheng's hand.

After the triangular pillar fell into Wei Zheng's hands, its copper shell began to change shape, revealing one of the golden triangular pillars.

Wei Zheng reached out and grabbed the triangular pillar.

With a sudden jerk.

A golden sword was drawn out from it.

Then, the original brass shell was continuously reorganized into a style similar to a porcelain jar.

Wei Zheng looked at his father, who looked shocked, and said gently, "This was originally prepared for the Holy Lord, because there were too many uncertainties. Unfortunately, this sword never had the chance to slay a dragon."

He turned his head and looked towards the center of the waves. "But there's something wrong with this captain. I'll take you away, and leave the rest to me."

Dad was stunned for a moment: "Who are you?"

He asked this question for the second time, with Lope before and now another ancient man.

Dad always felt that something was wrong, as if an invisible big hand was pushing something he didn't know about.

This made Dad feel a little uncomfortable.

Wei Zheng raised his hand, and a powerful wave of righteous energy pressed towards his father, trying to force him away.

But the next moment, magic power flashed in Dad's hand, and the seal of the dog talisman was lifted. Dad's spirit was slightly shaken, and all his fatigue was swept away in an instant.

Dad stepped back and took out a dried lizard.

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

After a low incantation was chanted, a barrier suddenly appeared, and the teleportation arrays collided and disappeared in an instant.

Wei Zheng was stunned. Looking at the great righteousness in his father's body, a hint of surprise and appreciation flashed in his eyes.

But then he turned to look at the Nightmare.

"My name is Wei Zheng."

"Wei Zheng!"

Dad repeated in surprise: "The ancients are resurrected. This is not a good sign."

"I know. I didn't intend to wake up, but everything has changed." Wei Zheng was silent for a moment. "In Li Chunfeng's original predictions, the Mirror God wouldn't have a chance of reviving, nor would any other races. Everything would transition smoothly to the end, but now everything has changed."

There was a hint of confusion in the old man's eyes: "What do you mean."

Wei Zheng wanted to say something more, but after sensing the powerful righteousness emanating from his father, he sighed and stopped talking. "You'll understand later. I promise, this is the last time."

As he spoke, another teleportation magic appeared and enveloped Dad.

This time, the old man did not resist. He stared at the old man in front of him, his eyes full of thought. He always felt that some things were better left unknown.
After his father disappeared, Wei Zheng turned around and looked at the Nightmare.

Whisper.

"The Despair of Atlantis." "The gods destroyed Atlantis. Your search is destined to be fruitless. But I will help you break free and become the foundation of a brave warrior!"

As Wei Zheng spoke, he pointed his sword at the Nightmare. The crew members on the Nightmare roared and rushed towards the small boat with the big ship.

"Begin. Burn. Roar at your king who is about to appear."
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Rome.

The Holy Lord looked at the fainted fisherman in front of him, his eyes filled with thought.

"What's wrong, Shendu?"

"fine."

The Holy Lord shook his head. He felt a little regretful that he couldn't summon the throne again.

If he had known that the throne of the mermaids was so in line with the dragon's aesthetic, he should have asked someone to exchange the throne for his collection during the period of all races.

Ximu looked at the pity in the Holy Lord's eyes and seemed to have guessed something. He couldn't help but reveal a hint of disgust in his eyes.

It's already this time, and you're still so obsessed with such flashy things.

Wouldn't it be better to use the energy to help him find his fragments?

Sudden.

The balance that was originally restored due to the revival of the powerful collapsed again.

The Holy Lord turned his head to look at the sea, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "The immortal hatred is dying?"

Ximu also followed the Holy Lord's gaze, but his body in hell could not sense anything like breath. He could only look, but could not see such a far place.

"How to say?"

"Back then, Basha's Atlantis was completely destroyed by the gods, and billions of lives were lost, sinking to the bottom of the sea. Their resentment and hatred turned into a giant ship.

It has become a special kind of emotional life form, this nearly immortal life form has been searching for the destroyed Atlantis.

The Holy Lord said solemnly.

While he was speaking, Ximu flew away instantly with the connection magic. This must not be heard by Basha, otherwise she would go crazy.

"And now, someone has shattered this false obsession, making the search for Atlantis impossible. This has driven the obsession completely mad, and it is on the verge of dissipation."

The Holy Lord sensed the balance poised to crumble, his eyes grim. "The power of that ship now is such that even the me of two thousand years ago wouldn't necessarily be able to defeat it. Furthermore, it has completely sunk into hatred, hatred for the world."

Ximu's eyes were also full of solemnity: "Then..."

Before he could finish his words, his voice stopped abruptly, and he looked behind the Holy Lord in a daze.

The Holy Lord was stunned and turned around. An old man with a wrinkled face, a pale complexion, and wearing a tattered purple official robe, who looked like he would die at any time, appeared beside him.

The Holy Lord frowned, opened his mouth without hesitation, and a pillar of fire spurted out, instantly attacking Wei Zheng.

hum~
Wei Zheng flew backwards, his whole body covered in flames, and fell heavily to the ground.

But Wei Zheng's expression did not change. He just raised one hand with all his strength and tapped it lightly.

hum~
A huge amount of righteous energy descended instantly, forming a point of light, which flew into the hands of a boxer who was looking at this side in shock not far away.

A huge pulling force came, as if trying to snatch Panku's treasure box away.

At this moment, Panku's treasure box suddenly began to rotate.

boom!
In an instant, a huge wave of positive energy descended.

In the sky, the black air was roaring madly, and the righteous energy was also pouring into Wei Zheng's body madly.

However, the raging fire in his body was still mercilessly depriving him of his life.

He is going to die.

He was truly falling into eternal sleep, but he was not afraid.

He just watched the righteous energy running wildly and watched a scarlet door descend. His eyelids became heavier and heavier, but he was still holding on tightly.

He wanted to see the devil come back again, which meant the devil's last chance.

In the end, even if many races appear in the world, demons will no longer be the absolute protagonists, and they will never be able to come into reality again.

Once the door is opened, the devil's demise is inevitable.
As long as this is accomplished, the devil will no longer be absolute, and the gods will be deprived of their absolute protagonist attributes by default.

Demons cannot leave hell, and gods cannot come into reality.

From now on, gods and demons will become a thing of the past.

His eyes gradually turned black in the flames.

He saw it, saw a blue figure slowly walking out of the scarlet portal.

His eyes slowly closed.

Well, from now on, we can only rely on ourselves. The sages have done everything they could.
And the moment his breath disappeared.

roar~
The faint roar of black energy from another dimension could be heard faintly.

Now, the balance between evil and righteousness in the world has tilted to one side again.

A joyful roar sounded, suppressing some abnormalities and interrupting some people's thoughts.

Boom~
The entire sky of Rome was covered by dark clouds, and a drizzle of rain began to fall.

"I am free!"

(End of this chapter)