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

Chapter 60: Hatred is not enough
"captain!!!"

boom!
Jackie Chan's strength continued to increase, and the hysterical roar continued to echo in his mind.

But it could not invade his consciousness. In his eyes was the milky white elephant sceptre. In his body, the power of the elephant sceptre slowly drew out a huge spirit of justice from his body, guarding his consciousness.

Even Xiang Hu is using himself as a price to slowly dissipate the power of resentment and hatred in order to feed back the power of justice.

Under Xiaoyu's gaze, Jackie Chan's body gradually swelled, and his scarlet eyes gradually became filled with anger.

Countless crew members and eyes around were staring at the new captain, as if they were expecting something.

"Uncle Long, you look like you're about to explode"

Jackie Chan was stunned for a moment and lowered his head. The explosive power brought by his bulging chest muscles also made it impossible for him to see the ground under his feet.

Jackie Chan was shocked: "Ah? How could that be?"

This extremely vivid expression instantly made the entire Nightmare ship quiet.

"Uncle Long, character design."

Xiaoyu reminded in a low voice.

Uncle Long didn't know why his consciousness wasn't taken away, or even had any impact, but this doomsday scene definitely showed that these things weren't any good. No matter what, he would definitely not show this expression.

Jackie Chan was stunned, sensing something strange. His facial expression instantly changed, and his snake-like gaze looked around.

Before he could say anything.

Xiaoyu stood up, grabbed a piece of black cloth from the railing, draped it behind her as a cloak, and ran to Chen Long.

Her voice was hoarse and she said coldly, "Captain Jackie Chan and his first mate have announced that we will destroy this world and conquer this sea!"

As soon as he finished speaking, miraculously, the wronged souls seemed to recognize the identity of First Mate Xiaoyu, and the broken roar rose into the sky again.

Boundless resentment swept across the world, bypassing Xiaoyu, the only "normal" person on the ship.

There was a slight relief in Jackie Chan's eyes, but he still landed slowly with a serious expression, his feet on the bow of the boat, his eyes full of seriousness.

"Xiaoyu, what should we do next?"

Jackie Chan asked in a low voice.

"Hold it off first and wait for dad to come and rescue you."

"Just wait, I feel like they can't wait any longer."

Xiaoyu also felt a little headache. She couldn't really destroy the world, right?

Noticing Jackie Chan's current look, Xiaoyu's eyes were filled with worry, and she asked, "Uncle Long, how do you feel now?"

"I feel so full, like I'm going to explode, but I feel like I can do anything now."

Xiaoyu reached out and poked Jackie Chan's swollen body.

She said thoughtfully, "Assuming that what enters your body is power, then if the power is too much, just release it."

"How to do it?"

Xiaoyu looked around and keenly saw a blue and white snake man slowly sinking into the water.

Xiaoyu pointed and said, "Captain, beat her up!"

Jackie Chan turned his head and saw a mermaid merging into the water. In an instant, he felt something was depriving him of that feeling of omnipotence.

"roar~"

The Nightmare also felt this deprivation and kept roaring, looking at Jackie Chan with resentment in their eyes.

This is their captain, and now he should lead them to be buried with the whole world, instead of possessing the most powerful power and letting others take away their power.

Resentment and hatred.

Jackie Chan felt his scalp tingling under the countless gazes.

“I don’t know how to use it.”

Before he could express his difficulties to Xiaoyu, Jackie Chan felt a not-so-small push coming from behind him.

Jackie Chan, who was already on the edge of the Nightmare, was pushed off the boat in an instant.

As they rolled, a girl's foot slowly retracted, and a hoarse female voice rang out: "Hail our captain! He will sacrifice the devil's blood and begin the journey of destroying the Nightmare."

The resentful and hateful looks around disappeared instantly.

Jackie Chan only felt a sense of shared hatred for the enemy.

Immediately afterwards, even greater power surged into his body.

"It's about to burst!"

He thought, and decisively followed the power in his heart that could control everything. He instantly locked onto the thief who was "stealing" his power and unleashed his own strength.

Thump~
Jackie Chan fell into the sea. After a brief silence, the Nightmare suddenly screamed. Millions of hateful creatures flew out from the cracks, roaring and rushing into the sea, covering the entire sea area tightly in an instant.

Countless iron chains flew out from the Nightmare, connecting to each of the Nightmare crew members, laying out an illusory steel land.

"Oh my God," Xiaoyu watched this scene with her eyes wide open, as if she couldn't imagine the power that the Nightmare could unleash.

In fact, this is normal. The current power is the power that the Nightmare can burst out. It is also because of so many undead crew members that the Nightmare will always be sealed by the contemporary rulers no matter what era it appears in.

And now it is even more exaggerated. Wei Zheng has punctured the obsession of the Nightmare, and now the Nightmare is in a burning state.

In this state, these are just the basics!

boom!
The tsunami blocked out the sky.

A muscular man dressed as a pirate rushed out of the sea.

His eyes were scarlet, like snakes. He stretched out one hand and pressed it down.

The tsunami rushed down with countless crew members and collided violently with the other half of the ocean.

thump~
After a muffled sound, Basha, who had just regained half of her power, suddenly rushed out of the sea.

Suddenly, many battle scenes appeared in Jackie Chan's mind. These battle scenes were all the fighting skills of the sea creatures when facing powerful ones.

Those powerful beings were faintly seen with colorful auspicious clouds, the common sharp and transparent flute sounds, the blooming flowers, and the faintly appearing characteristics that made Jackie Chan very familiar.

But these memories cannot fully present the appearance of these powerful people.

Jackie Chan felt his heartbeat gradually quickening, adrenaline and violent power stimulating his nerves.

A sense of joy in fighting arose in his heart.

He rushed towards Basha with curses, resentment, countless crew members, and huge amounts of water vapor.

Basha's eyes were full of anger, but she was stunned the moment the water vapor from both sides collided.

The force of the sea collapsed, but was seized as it rushed towards her, only more vapor approaching.

thump~
Her body was shattered by Jackie Chan.

When I concentrated again, I felt a little dazed for a moment.

This scene seems familiar.
It seemed like when she was fighting with the immortal gods, her followers and the strong men of Atlantis followed her and rushed towards the gods.

As this thought came to her mind, a feeling of betrayal and anger lingered in her mind.

I originally thought that this was the last swan song of Atlantis. Since they wanted the power of the sea, wanted to swallow up the land, and destroy human civilization, let them go.

This was her farewell gift to her former subordinates.

But now, this sense of familiarity made Basha's anger continue to rise.

Today she will tell these wronged souls of Atlantis that Basha will always be Basha, the Lord of Water, and will always be the Lord of Water.

"deprivation!"

She raised her hand.

The bodies that had just gathered together burst out with the majesty of water. The sea is indeed the place with the most water, but water can include the sea, but the sea cannot represent all water!
hum~
Jackie Chan felt that the King of Water, who seemed so small among the nightmare crew, had now become even bigger and more majestic than the sea.

He felt a strong sense of suffocation and oppression, and his power to control everything was instantly stripped away by ninety-nine percent.

But it was also this suffocation and oppression that completely broke the string in the minds of countless cursing crew members behind Jackie Chan.

In their eyes, the majesty emanating from Basha is now the appearance of the eight gods.

The hatred of genocide erupted, and the power of extreme resentment pushed Jackie Chan forward.

At this moment, this is what they represent, representing the power of resentment and hatred of Atlantis for tens of thousands of years.

The light of the road in Jackie Chan's eyes grows stronger and stronger.

Only half of the ivory scepter was left, but if someone could see into his body, they would see that the righteous energy that was channeled out by the ivory scepter, belonging to Jackie Chan, had grown to nearly one-fifth of its size and was still growing.

His body became more and more evil, but the spirit of justice within him grew stronger and stronger.

Boom!
The struggle for power, the clash of resentment and kings, made the sea churn.

in the sky.

Lin Luo watched this scene, and the giant dragon shadow made of flames of fear behind him curled up.

Under this level of hedging, the Mirror God is still too weak.

Even if the water king below is only one-tenth or one-twelfth of his peak strength.

But it is not something that people in the Dharma-Ending Age can understand.

The balance is now large enough to accommodate the Mirror God.

At that time, the balance formed by the eight great demons, the myriad races, the thousands of demon wizards and the eight gods, the demons were still slightly beyond the balance at that time.

This is enough to show how powerful the devil is.

That is the true peak. If the gods do not come to righteously beat them, perhaps the era of demons will last forever.

Lin Luo felt the power below and felt a surge. He seemed to have known where his opportunity lay.

I also know why it has not been released yet.

The ship below carried the entire Atlantis, the hatred and grudges of billions of lives, and perhaps more than that.

If all of these were gathered here, it would be enough to illustrate how tragic the fall of Atlantis was.

What about the fear that these people condense?

The emotion of fear is even more primitive than these.

All living beings will feel fear when facing death. Even if there are some who do not feel fear, they are very few.

And if these fears remain like these resentful forces.

Even if there is a time when the power of resentment and hatred will consume him, once he obtains it, it will be enough to make Lin Luo's fear reach a new level.

He looked at the battle below with some anticipation.

Lin Luo was looking forward to the end of their battle. The moment the Nightmare was defeated, it would be the moment for him, the God of Fear, to come out and reap the rewards.

As for Basha's defeat, if the Water King was defeated by the pseudo-godhood condensed by resentment when he had no restraining magic, then it would be too much to underestimate the Water King.
That is one of the most fundamental powers in the world.
Hatred is not enough!

(End of this chapter)