Zongman: This Holy Lord just wants friendly communication

After all, although the magic wave has faded, it has not dried up. A mages like him who persevere still have magic power in their bodies, like a smoldering dark fire.

Therefore, facing this "farce" of magic revival, Dad felt no joy in his heart, only resistance.

At a time when technology is advancing, laws are improving, and the world is finally moving towards peace. If a mysterious force were to disrupt the situation at this time, it would not bring welfare, but at least for now, it would only be a disaster.

"Your ancestors were tired of the endless struggle between Yin and Yang, so they resorted to secret tactics. When the righteous energy had the upper hand and the evil energy was pressing down on them, they escaped. The two forces became like a stagnant pool of water, without any more waves. Hahahahahaha!"

As Jiang Shi Nian spoke, he raised his head and laughed wildly again. The laughter sounded even more ferocious amid the howling wind, just like an evil ghost celebrating victory, causing the sky and the earth to lose their color and the wind and clouds to change color.

The wild wind was like a crazy dancer, carrying sand and stones, spinning and jumping around him, making him look even more wild and terrifying, as if cheering for his "performance" and wanting to completely subvert the only remaining order in this world.

"Those guys who claim to be immortal gods are so ridiculous. When they are about to die, they only think about sealing the demons instead of eradicating them. Why? Because demons, like them, have immortal bodies."

"They just patted their butts, gave up this world, sealed us with their broken bodies, and went on their own, leaving behind this dead and silent world. Humph, do you think the world will just give up and sit back and watch?"

Jiang Shi Nian's eyes were as fast as lightning, piercing towards his father, as if he wanted to see through his soul. The oppressive force contained in that gaze seemed to be a tangible object, making the air around his father seem to solidify, and every movement was extremely difficult.

The old man was silent for a long time, and finally he sighed, his cloudy eyes revealed determination, and he said in a deep voice: "Humanity must shoulder the responsibility for justice in this world. At this moment, I, your father, must stop you, prevent the devil from coming into the world, and protect the current balance."

“Once the balance is lost, it will be a catastrophe for humanity and a serious blow to the world, from which there will be no recovery!”

Dad was standing under a broken wall. The wall was crumbling and the mottled surface was full of traces of time. In this tense atmosphere, the moss still spread stubbornly, as if silently telling of the persistence of the past.

At this moment, he was also infected by the resolute aura emanating from his father. He trembled as if he knew that a shocking war was about to begin.

Chapter 109: Seducing Xiaoyu?

"Hahahahaha!"

When Jiang Shi Nian heard this, he seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. He laughed wildly towards the sky, and the sound was so loud that it seemed to shake the sky down.

"The so-called justice of you humans is nothing but an elaborate cover for killing, full of hypocrisy and blood! The light you shout about is actually a gorgeous disguise of greed and cruelty, a naked exchange of equal value!"

"Your evil, hidden under a pretentious name, is more hateful and despicable than us demons!"

"We demons at least act in accordance with the world's principles. Unlike you, who talk about morality and justice but do outrageous things and try to deceive yourself and others in the name of justice? Hahahaha!"

Every laugh of Jiang Shi Nian was accompanied by the surge of magic power around his body. The scarlet light overflowed from his eyes and flowed along the gaps between his scales.

Like burning magma, it scorched the surrounding air with a sizzling sound, making this dark world look even more weird and terrifying.

Jiang Shi Nian's breathing slowed down a little, but he did not stop talking. His tone became more and more passionate, as if a prophet was announcing the end of the world.

"The world's counterattack has already begun. Even if you humans represent the world's will and are blessed by righteousness, sealing and slaughtering the demons one by one and sweeping them off the stage of history, have you ever thought that by then, you will become the dark scum of the world?"

"By then, a new group will surely rise up, holding high the banner of justice, but wantonly pursuing their own desires, and burying you deep in the yellow sands of history, and no one will care about you anymore!"

"The light will eventually fade, and the stars will not shine forever, but where the afterglow fades, there will be brighter stars to take its place. This is the iron law of the world, and no one can violate it!"

After he finished speaking, everyone fell silent, leaving only the sound of the wind howling.

Dad, Jackie Chan, Xiaoyu, Blake, even Kulet who was lying on the ground with his butt sticking up in the distance, his life or death unknown, and all the living beings hiding behind the technological barrier, all seemed to be cast under a spell and were speechless.

Allowing Jiang's decade of rampant voice to fill this once prosperous but now devastated neighborhood seems to be a declaration of the devil's sovereignty and a cold mockery of the world.

【Tasks completed】

[Task 1 starts]

"I have a kind heart and do not want to kill people. You can all see that."

"Now that the world has resurrected me, there will be the next demon, and the next demon after that. My brothers and sisters are a hundred times more cruel and tyrannical than me. They are insidious, cunning, despicable, evil, and will do anything to the extreme!"

"What if you are unfortunately defeated by them?"

Jiang Shi Nian glanced at the crowd and saw that no one dared to refute him. The corners of his mouth turned up, as if he was smiling. He paused for a moment, and when the smile faded, he spoke again, his voice carrying a hint of bewitching and persuasion.

"Instead of fighting to the death with those unreasonable people who only know how to kill, why not join hands with me and push the world forward together? What do you think?"

After he finished speaking, Jiang Shi Nian slightly turned his body, and his dragon eyes, which were flashing with blood-red light and like two eerie ghost fires, stared straight at Xiaoyu, as if hiding different expectations and deep meanings in his eyes.

At this moment, a strange flash of lightning broke through the thick clouds, briefly illuminating the ruins. The pale light reflected Jiang Shinian's hideous face, adding a bit of mystery and terror, as if he was a messenger from the abyss of hell, bringing the judgment and choice of fate.

"What are you looking at!"

Xiaoyu's heart trembled, and she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity like an electric current passing through her. But before she could investigate, Jackie Chan appeared like a flash of lightning and stood in front of her. His burly body blocked out the sky and the sun, blocking the sharp gaze and protecting Xiaoyu.

The immortal god armor around Jackie Chan exudes a faint but tenacious light. In the darkness, it is as eye-catching as a night pearl, like a shield of justice, resisting the invasion of demons.

"Hehehe!" Jiang Nian laughed softly upon seeing this, and said no more. However, behind that smile, it seemed that he was hiding many calculations.

Xiaoyu's identity is indeed extremely special.

She is like the darling of destiny, straddling the two realms of good and evil. She is both a Saint Seiya selected by righteousness, shouldering the responsibility of protection, and a shadow queen favored by evil, holding mysterious power.

A young girl is able to maneuver easily between the two ends of the world's will and is highly favored.

Recalling the time when he watched anime in the past, Jiang Shi Nian was full of doubts. If he was a Saint Seiya, why in the subsequent plots did he first get a Tara tattoo and become the Queen of Shadows, and then gradually added many identities such as the Queen of Jungle Cats, one of the leaders of the "Clamp Shadow" Corps, and the Howling "Toad"?

The dark side seemed to be persistent and tried every possible means to win her over and bring her under their command.

On the righteous side, he is not to be outdone, and has been given halos such as reincarnated Saint Seiya, founder of the "Dragon Group", leader of the T Corps, and magic consultant for District 13.

Compete for it!

Such a complex, multifaceted and astonishing identity setting, in a virtual animation, might make people laugh and serve as entertainment, but now, in this seemingly real and vivid world, the reasons behind it cannot but make people think deeply, as if it is full of mysteries that need to be solved urgently.

In this tense and suffocating atmosphere, Xiaoyu's special identity is more like a bomb that may explode at any time, adding an unspeakable variable and crisis to this confrontation between good and evil, making everyone's heart hang in their throat, not knowing which way the scales of fate will eventually tilt.

"That's all I have to say, humans, take care of yourself!"

Jiang Shi Nian's voice, like a huge bell, seemed to carry with it the bone-chilling chill of the Nine Nether Hell, rolling out from his bloody mouth, just like the cry of an owl in the night, echoing long and long in the world shrouded in whistling winds and haze.

Each word seemed to contain a tremendous force, slamming heavily into everyone's ears and making the air buzz, like invisible ripples, with him as the center, spreading out in all directions.

The eardrums of the people present were aching, and a chill rose unconsciously in their hearts, as if they were enveloped by a mysterious pressure from the dark abyss.

At this moment, this once prosperous but now devastated neighborhood looks like a doomsday painting after being burned by war.

On both sides of the street, broken walls and ruins stand unevenly, with charred bricks and stones peeling off layer by layer, like the mottled and decayed face of an old man in his twilight years, trembling in the wind, telling the stories of past glory and present desolation.

The strong wind, carrying dust and sand, rushed through the streets like a hungry wolf, and the sand and gravel hit the ruins, making a crackling sound, which seemed to be the painful whimpering and wailing of the world under the pressure of this demon.

In the sky, the lead-gray clouds were so thick that they seemed to crush the entire sky. They were piled up tightly and there were occasional eerie flashes of lightning.

Like a ferocious beast lurking deep in the clouds, it stretched out its sharp claws and fangs, briefly tearing through the endless darkness, and then disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only a dead silence and depression.

Chapter 110 Are you still cheating? I'll run away first

Jackie Chan's heart suddenly shuddered, as if he was struck by a hidden electric current, and he wondered in his heart whether this devil was going to slip away and get away with it.

The thought flashed through his mind, like a meteor streaking across the night sky. He raised his head and shouted loudly, "Holy Lord! If you really want to cooperate with us, at least show some sincerity! For example, hand over a few talismans. We won't bother with the tiger talisman and the rat talisman for now. Pick out a few insignificant ones and hand them over to humans for safekeeping. How about that?"

As he spoke, Jackie Chan looked like a cheetah that had been lying in wait for an opportunity to strike. His muscles were tense, and every fiber in his body was like a bowstring filled with power, ready to shoot out at any time.

He moved his feet slightly, and the broken stone slabs under his feet made a creaking sound with the slight friction, as if silently gathering strength for the action he was about to take.

The gleam of light that flickered in the depths of his eyes was like the bright cold stars in the night sky, revealing his full plan. He tried to devise a strategy in the name of "cooperation" to reduce the power of the devil a little, turn the tide, and save the collapsing building.

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shinian paused abruptly, and the dragon wings that were slowly flapping behind him, as if covering the sky, seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and instantly retracted. The scales rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound, just like the autumn wind blowing through the dry grass, revealing a sense of solemnity and determination.

His body, as huge as a mountain, stood tall in the dust, like an ancient and majestic statue of a demon, emitting a mysterious and dangerous aura.

He thought to himself that if Jackie Chan was really interested in cooperating, this proposal was not out of the question. Just like a wise man weighing the pros and cons on both ends of a scale, a hint of hesitation and consideration flashed in his eyes.

Just as he was about to open his lips to respond, he caught a glimpse of a hazy white light quietly condensing under Jackie Chan's feet, just like the first ray of light at dawn, struggling through layers of thick fog.

Although weak and slender, it reveals a mysterious and surging power.

The white light was like a nimble white snake, winding and moving on the ground.

Wherever it passes, the dust seems to be given life and moves away, faintly emitting a pressure that should not be underestimated, just like a chess game with hidden mysteries, one move brings life to the whole board, but also hides a deadly killing move.

Jiang Shi Nian's eyebrows twitched, like an angry lion, his mane instantly stood up and his eyes were wide open.

The scarlet light in his eyes was like the burning fire of hell, blazing fiercely, and he cursed: "Today I have seen how despicable you humans are!"

After he finished speaking, the shadow under his feet suddenly woke up, like a giant beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years and lurking in the Nine Netherworld Purgatory.

In an instant, it surged and gathered like ink, as thick as a materialized dark tide, surging and accumulating layer by layer.

The dark tide swirled and roared madly under their feet with the force of swallowing up the sky and the earth, as if it was going to swallow up all the light and hope in the world and turn it into endless deathly silence and darkness.

Each whirlpool seemed like an entrance to the abyss, emitting a chilling atmosphere of deathly silence.

"stop!"

Seeing that his bluffing plan had failed, Jackie Chan became extremely anxious, like an ant on hot pan. He roared loudly, and the sound was like thunder, reverberating back and forth in the narrow streets, causing a few wisps of dust to fall from the surrounding ruins.

At the same time, he stomped his foot hard, and a bright light shone around him. The light was like a brilliant galaxy pouring out, dazzling and enveloping his entire body, as if he was wearing a layer of sacred armor. Wherever the light reached, all the darkness and haze melted away like ice and snow meeting the warm sun.

The stone slabs and round pebbles underfoot seemed like fragile thin ice. Under the impact of this powerful force, they instantly cracked and shattered, turning into powder, raising smoke and dust all over the sky, as if the earth could not bear the burden and let out a painful groan.

Jackie Chan's figure was like an arrow shot from a bow, wrapped in the whistling wind, and his speed soared to the extreme, as if he was going to tear the void, surpassing the speed of sound, and rushing towards Jiang Shi Nian like a meteor chasing the moon.

Wherever he passed, the air seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, making a hissing sound. The ruins on both sides of the street seemed to be pushed by an invisible giant hand, shaking and almost collapsing. The whole world seemed to be shaking and making way for his desperate charge.

"Damn it!" Jiang Shi Nian was secretly shocked, and felt a breath of death rushing towards him. The surging momentum was like a mountain pressing down on him, almost suffocating him.

"You lowly people, sooner or later you will regret what you did today!"

After saying these harsh words, Jiang Shi Nian did not dare to delay for even a second. He waved his hands, muttered something, and the magic power around him surged wildly like a burning beacon, speeding up the opening of the passage to the Ghost Kingdom.

In front of him, the air seemed to be torn apart, and darkness gushed out from it, like a greedy giant mouth, constantly expanding and extending, as if to swallow him whole and take him away from this dangerous place.

Seeing the dazzling light approaching like a surging wave, Jiang Shi Nian's pupils suddenly shrank, and he raised his head to the sky and shouted: "Time pause!"

In an instant, a mysterious ripple appeared with his body as the center, spreading rapidly like a ripple.

Wherever the ripples passed, the light was as clear as water, spreading all over the field, engraving strange traces in the air, like the fingerprints of time, mysterious and profound.

Time seemed to be cast under a spell of immobilization, stagnating for a moment, and everything was frozen. The dust that was originally flying freely in the strong wind seemed to be pulled by invisible threads and suspended in the air.

Every grain of sand is clearly visible, like crystal clear.

The dry grass swaying in the wind and almost breaking is frozen in the most fragile moment, like a static sketch, revealing endless desolation and helplessness.

Jiang Shi Nian looked around and saw that everyone was in different postures, like statues frozen in ice.

The shadowy soldiers were like eagles with broken wings, hanging in the air with their wings spread out, frozen in the moment of spreading their wings.

The remaining ferocity and unwillingness in those eyes seemed to be frozen in time, becoming eternal.