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

Chapter 70 Stonehenge

He stared at his father blankly for a while, then suddenly started laughing: "Haha...hahahahaha"

His soul was constantly vibrating, and some of his original aura was constantly dissipating, spreading to the fallen saints and disciples.

The bodies of the disciples and saints were recovering, and their original decay was gradually disappearing.

It was also because of this power of interfering with reality that his soul became clear again, and his voice gradually became transmitted to reality:

"Who cares? Who cares about your things?"

The abbot roared irrationally, "What I hate most is your hypocritical behavior. Robbery is robbery, but if you give compensation, it's not robbery anymore?"

He watched as his father's eyes became sad and unwilling.

"Who cares?"

"What I care about is that we don't have the right to refuse."

"The teacher's late-night confession is what woke me up from my dream. How could Lord's Holy Academy have fallen to this point?"

His body became completely transparent, and the disciples and saints around him who had weakened due to the formation regained some strength and tried to stand or sit, at least it looked like a major sect.

Looking at the disappearing soul with complexity.

He looked at his father with disgust: "I have never used anything you gave me even once in my life."

After he finished speaking, his eyes flickered a little, and finally he looked at Xuan Jue, who still had disbelief in his eyes.

His tone softened for the first time, a hint of shame in it. "I thought I could control it. I... I thought... that gaining the power of a Saint would save everything."

"I'm sorry for bringing shame to the Holy Academy."

"I actually already knew he was a demon. The former abbot and priests also knew."

His body slowly dissipated, and he looked up at the ceiling.
"Whenever the heart is invaded by darkness, it will appear, and every time it wins, desire."

"People only believe what they want to believe."

puff.

The soul dissipated, and the body no longer had the strength to stand up, and slowly fell down.

Jackie Chan covered Xiaoyu's eyes and sighed imperceptibly.

Dad remained silent and said, "Along, take Xiaoyu and Tru out first."

"it is good."

Jackie Chan took a complicated look at the old corpse, picked up Xiaoyu and turned to leave.

Xiaoyu struggled for a moment: "Uncle Long, where is this stick? It belongs to someone else."

"I'll help you return it to them later. Let's go out now." Jackie Chan said softly and walked out of the hall.

Silence, Dad looked at Xuan Jue, whose eyes became extremely complicated.

Xuanjue had recovered some of his strength by this time. He stood up with some difficulty, and the slight disbelief on his face disappeared.

He said calmly, "The 36th abbot of Lord Saint Monastery, Li Miaoxuan, formerly known as Li Xuan, collaborated with the devil, tampered with the prophecies of the ancients, and murdered the reincarnation of the Saint Seiya. He is now deceased. His crimes will be discussed later. Deng Tigang is now temporarily serving as the 37th abbot."

After making this loud announcement, he looked at a middle-aged saint whose eyes were still filled with disbelief, and said calmly, "Abbot, please deal with Li Xuan's body."

Deng Tigang's body trembled slightly.

He seemed to have just realized what had happened, and stood up with difficulty, nodding: "Yes, Uncle Master."

After responding, he looked at the group of saints, pointed at a few who had recovered well, and went to move the bodies.

But there was still disbelief on his face and a dazed look in his eyes.

"You all go down too."

"As you command, Priest."

The disciples and saints around him all supported themselves and walked out with complicated expressions.

After the last disciple leaves.

Xuanjue seemed unable to hold on any longer, so he sat back, leaned on the Awakened Saint's couch, and looked at his father.

His breathing was a little disordered, and he asked, "Old Haha, do you think I'm useless?"

Dad sighed and said, "I thought you would blame me."

It was rare for him not to call himself "Dad", and it was obvious that he was in a very complicated mood.

"If I had held a grudge against you, I wouldn't be your friend. What happened back then has little to do with you and me. If I could be as strong as you, I wouldn't need to rely on Saints, and I would still be able to carry forward the Holy Academy."

Xuanjue looked at the ceiling: "I just didn't expect it."

He didn't finish, but he didn't need to.

Dad sat down in silence: "I didn't expect it either."

As soon as the words fell, the whole hall fell silent.

After a long moment, Xuanjue murmured, "If the prophecy of seeking the Saints is a rumor born out of greed and unwillingness, then what is the point of the Saint Academy's existence?"

The old man responded, "What meaning does it need? It has been passed down for thousands of years. Your existence is the meaning."

Xuanjue was stunned and silent. After a long time, he laughed at himself.

"Heh, according to legend, Saint Lopez is the ultimate master of runes. But we don't have the heritage of runes."

"Perhaps, the so-called leaders of the righteous path, the so-called auxiliary saints, and the so-called holy temple are all greedy creations of later generations."

Dad listened quietly, trying to say something to comfort me, but he didn't know where to start. Maybe he just needed to talk?
Xuanjue continued to murmur, "A warrior once left behind a record of his experiences. He said that the Saints represent the hope of the world, the hope of all races, and ultimately, the hope of mankind."

"Perhaps a millennium-old legacy forged by greed is no longer worthy of carrying hope."

squeak~
At this time, Jackie Chan pushed the door open cautiously and walked in.

He held a wooden staff in his hand, and without disturbing the two of them, he walked lightly and slowly placed the staff on the altar.

"Take it, it should belong to its real owner."

Jackie Chan was stunned and looked at his father.

Dad sighed and said, "Let's talk."

"What to talk about?"

"Since you don't want to stay at Lord's Holy Court anymore, let's talk about where you want to retire. Dad's antique shop can give you an apprentice position. Tang Chen has been doing very well lately and needs an assistant. Kaiqing needs someone to wear a puppet costume and stand at the door to attract customers. The Longicorn Theater could also use a handyman."

"Who said I don't want the Holy Academy anymore? Also, what positions are you talking about? Even if I didn't want the Holy Academy anymore, I wouldn't be reduced to this, right?"

"Dad thought you were going to be completely depressed, and you still want to be a role in your muddle-headed state?" Xuanjue:
It seems to make sense.

"Why can't I go to Shaolin and be a sweeping monk? In picture books, that's the kind of person who's the protagonist."

"That's fine. I'll help you contact the abbot."

"It's not necessary."

Jackie Chan stood in the distance, watching the two old men slowly recover from their depression, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at the slightly trembling staff in his hand and felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Young man, I was serious about what I said just now."

"Dad promised him that anything he gave away would not be returned."

Jackie Chan felt relieved and walked out with the wooden staff.
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Los Angeles.

Vampire Castle.

Lin Luo opened a box the size of a human head.

It is filled with thumb-sized black crystals, which are the fear of the human race.

Each one is a thousand units of fear.

Now Lin Luo's limit of fear power has basically reached its limit.

Although the human race's fear may still increase, it will be very slow.

Therefore, Lin Luo used the fear of the human race to attack the loopholes in the mirror on his body.

Open another box, and the contents are different.

The fear in this box is generally of very high quality. Although there is one fear crystal for every thousand units, one of them is at least equivalent to ten human fear crystals.

After all, the four alien races are all extraordinary races, so the quality of their fear is naturally higher than that of ordinary people.

Lin Luo absorbed the fear from the two boxes with great enjoyment.

The body was instantly filled with overwhelming energy of fear.

Some golden cracks faintly appeared on his body. These cracks were filled with the aura of space and seemed to echo with other special dimensions.

After the strange phenomenon on his body slowly subsided.

Lin Luo raised one hand, and some different divine powers appeared in the golden fear, but these divine powers were quickly assimilated.

Lin Luo frowned.

The alien race's fear was still too little, and he had not distributed it to the three mirror gods. However, if he wanted to use the 'incompleteness' of the mirror gods to complete the godhood of fear, there was still a long way to go.

We still need to revive more new races
But how many races can be revived?

All those who could be killed from the dark race were killed by the gods, and all those who could be killed from the righteous race were killed by humans.

The two or three big and small cats we have found now are already very good.

Do we have to create our own race?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, a picture appeared in his mind.

It was a picture of an alien spaceship hovering above a huge stone formation.

Lin Luo was slightly stunned. How could he have forgotten about this thing?

It seems that there are aliens in this world, and these aliens fly spaceships.

This shows what?
This shows that there is at least one civilization on another planet that has developed to the point where it can travel between stars, and the population of this civilization is definitely not small.

All we need to do is urge the evil organization in advance and let them activate Stonehenge to summon the spaceship.

At that time, we can follow this spaceship to find their planet, and then we can try out the human breeding dream on other planets.

Do it when you think of it.

Lin Luo's figure disappeared in an instant.

When it appeared again, the surrounding architectural style had suddenly changed.

Lin Luo looked around with some surprise in his eyes. England.

What a beautiful city!
Lin Luo floated openly on the street, and everyone around him ignored him.

This is a simple ability to use breath. Those who are weaker than him can basically not see him.

It floated directly above Stonehenge, and its perception continued to spread to the surroundings.

When his mental power probed under the Stonehenge, a smile appeared on Lin Luo's face.

There is a huge mechanical city under Stonehenge.

Some guys in blue and white robes were coming in and out, and the atmosphere was very solemn.

Lin Luo waited silently when a guy with half his face covered by a hood appeared.

Lin Luo raised his hand decisively.

This guy had no power to resist at all and was caught by Lin Luo without even making a single move.

For the evil god, if he wants to understand a force, the most convenient way is of course to directly read its memory.

Boom~
And this time.

There was a black air riot in the sky, and a sonic boom sounded at the soul level.

In Lin Luo's perception, a guy with a pitch-black, translucent body, two bat wings, and a gloomy face fell into the space under the Stonehenge and then disappeared.

Lin Luo frowned, and a piece of knowledge flashed through the Mirror God's memory.

The Winged Clan, one of the eight major clan races!
How come there are still things like the Winged Tribe nowadays?
Lin Luo decisively began to release secret magic on himself. He looked at the person in his hand and directly possessed him. After adapting to the new body, Lin Luo read the memory while walking towards the passage where the person had just come out.

There was a hint of excitement in Lin Luo's eyes.

It is said that the Winged Clan has a strong knowledge of contracts, just like the strength of the soul just now.

If this thing wasn't a trap to catch him.

That means they are here to pass on the inheritance.

Although I don’t know how I can be so lucky, but now that I’m here, why shouldn’t I take it?
As for fishing.
Not to mention that the possibility is not high.

Even if it is true, Lope can't catch him, let alone those who don't know sealing magic.

What's more, he is now stronger than in his peak period. If the Nightmare appears now, it will be slapped twice.

(End of this chapter)