Chapter 116 Devout Believer! Xiaoyu suddenly appeared
The luxurious room was very quiet. Under the light, two dull magicians opened their eyes.
You can see the confusion and dullness in their eyes.
But the next second.
The expressionless faces of the two turned into deep fear. They opened their throats and wanted to scream, but they stopped abruptly when the boy gave a soft cry.
"Shut up!"
Yang An sat beside the bed, wearing a black and gold robe, staring at the two of them coldly.
See this.
The leader and the others were like ducks stuck in their throats. They could not utter a sound and could only look at Yang An with fearful eyes.
Real time has passed in less than an instant.
But in the illusion, a full seventy-two hours had passed.
Even Hatake Kakashi will be tortured to death by 'Tsukuyomi', not to mention the leaders and elders of the Magician Brotherhood who are not very strong-willed in the first place.
They experienced torture that ordinary people cannot imagine.
From struggle, anger, fear to despair, and finally the will is completely numb and the spirit is completely destroyed.
"Master Master"
The leader looked at Yang An, who was wearing a distinctive black and gold wizard robe in front of him, and looked into those scarlet eyes. His knees softened and he kneeled to the ground subconsciously.
Immediately swear allegiance to Yang An piously.
"Very good."
Yang An nodded with satisfaction. He had two purposes.
On the one hand, it is to test the effect of "Second Order of Virtual and Real Eyes".
On the other hand, it is to destroy their spirits so that the "will" talent can invade them and modify their will.
Now, the sincere awe of Yang An can be seen on their faces.
Unless they meet someone who is mentally stronger than Yang An and can influence their will, there is no need to worry about betrayal.
“Remember today’s punishment, imprint it in your heart, and always remain in awe.”
“Yes, Lord Holy Son.”
The leader Anthony lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Yang An. Even though he was just a young man, he surrendered wholeheartedly and could not think of any disobedience.
"I said, where there is punishment, there is reward. This is a reward for you two."
Yang An raised his hand.
Two drops of blood floated in his palm, and finally turned into a crystal clear blood crystal, floating in front of the two of them.
Leader Anthony and Elder Os did not hesitate, took the blood crystal and swallowed it.
Yang An gave the two of them super physical fitness and magical power.
You can see comfortable expressions on their faces, and their old faces quickly become younger.
The bodies become stronger, and the abundant magic power is instilled into their dry veins, rushing through their bodies. This is a powerful feeling that has never been experienced before.
Under the combination of grace and power.
The two of them knelt at Yang An's feet again, saying with fear and joy, "Great Holy Son, thank you for bestowing power on your loyal servant."
"Get up." Yang An waved his hand lightly, "You don't have to be like this in front of outsiders."
To conquer the two of them, Yang An valued the Magic Brotherhood's many followers across Europe and even the United States.
Most of these believers are middle- and upper-class people. For example, the leader is a media tycoon in England. He controls nearly a hundred media and newspapers and is a hidden boss behind the scenes.
It is said that he also has a lovely wife who is more than forty years younger than him.
Even the royal families of various countries have ambitions to join the brotherhood or sponsor the brotherhood.
With such a network of connections, Yang An would be a fool if he didn't cherish it and use it.
But what disappointed Yang An.
After checking the memory of leader Anthony, Yang An discovered that these people were not magicians in the true sense. The amount of magic they learned was not as much as Yang And's, and their effects were not as extensive as his.
Not even a legacy.
This is reflected in their ridiculous judgment that "activating the magic circle of Stonehenge will bring the age of darkness to come again."
At best, it can only be regarded as a pseudo-supernatural organization. In fact, it was created by high-level human beings in pursuit of the power of immortality.
It is not a well-organized extraordinary organization in the other world.
In this way, Yang An's desire to learn a lot of magical knowledge in this world from the Magic Brotherhood will not work.
“Don’t you have any collection of scrolls recording magic?” Yang An was a little unwilling to give up.
He walked to the living room of the suite and sat down naturally on the sofa.
The leader Anthony quickly followed over, stood aside, and said respectfully, "There are still some broken magic scrolls, but most of the magic cannot be used with our magic power. The thunder and lightning magic we have learned is the most complete and has the largest number of students. "
He looked a little embarrassed when he said this. Seeing Yang An's expressionless face, he could only bite the bullet and continue to tell the whole story.
This world is no longer extraordinary.
Coupled with the two wars, many wizard families have cut off their inheritance. For example, most of the wizards in Europe are black energy wizards.
Their ancestors once surrendered to the immortal demon. The demon was satisfied with their submission and service, so he gave them magic.
Yang An judged that the leader Anthony should be talking about the Fire Demon Holy Lord and the Sky Demon Ximu.
The Holy Lord is the original demon wizard, and he has made the magic he has studied all his life into a spell collection, and Ximu is also a tyrannical demon wizard. They are the ancestors of the black energy wizards.
“No wonder you want to go back to the dark ages.”
After listening to the leader Anthony’s story, Yang An curled his lips.
"Haha, all living beings are just your playthings. As long as you serve the devil well, you can be inferior to ten thousand people, and your life span can be extended to more than three hundred years. But how can devils be so easy to get along with? Don’t get the long life you dreamed of, but lose your life instead.”
"Lord, Holy Son, please forgive our mistakes."
Anthony was frightened by Yang An's sneer.
He fell to his knees directly. He recalled the seventy-two hours of torture. If it happened again, he would rather die!
"That's all, can you contact the real black energy wizard or mage?"
After Yang An was disappointed for a moment, he waved his hands nonchalantly. Punish both men.
He has seen too much about human greed.
It is precisely in this way that knowledge and power are the most important to him. Only by mastering knowledge and power can he protect his family and friends.
"Well"
Leader Anthony stood up with an embarrassed expression on his face. He explained, "The Brotherhood has contacted some black energy wizards, but they have no rights in the world. He doesn’t seem to be interested in money and refuses to join us.”
“Sometimes, when we encounter a black spirit wizard with a bad temper, he will directly kill our envoy. I promise, I will try my best to help you. Contact the Black Qi Wizard.”
Yang An nodded and stood up. He still knew too little about this world.
Even if he knew that it was the world of Jackie Chan's Adventures, the anime only described the tip of the iceberg, and he still needed to know more.
“Take me to your library.”
Although I don’t have the magic inheritance I want, it is still necessary to understand the history of the other world.
Although Heiqi has given himself the title of Son of Darkness, Yang An has no intention of letting the world return to the time when the eight demons ruled.
"Yes, Lord Holy Son." Leader Anthony quickly agreed.
The room door creaked.
Open from within. At the door, the two maids who had just left were still standing there.
There were many people gathered around, including the elders of the brotherhood, and their eyes were all focused on the door.
The Magic Brothers are a tight-knit organization.
The class structure is very strict, and they all quietly wait for the leader to appear.
But I didn’t expect it.
The first person to walk out was a sickly pale young man. He walked out expressionlessly, glanced at the magicians with his frightening eyes, and then raised his feet and walked towards the corridor. Go.
Everyone who saw him felt a sense of fear in their hearts, as if they were electrocuted, and subconsciously stepped back to make way.
Seeing Yang An walking past, wearing a black and gold robe, looking noble and mysterious, the magicians were a little confused.
Look behind Yang An again.
Anthony and another elder Oss put on a respectful look, stepped back and followed Yang An one step away.
What just happened in the room?
Before everyone could wonder, they saw leader Anthony take off his hood, revealing an extremely young face, probably only in his twenties.
"What!"
People who knew Anthony's true identity were already shocked, their pupils were deformed, and they almost screamed.
If it weren’t for the fact that Anthony’s young appearance was very similar to his old appearance; if it weren’t for the robe that represented his identity, no one would have thought that he was an old man who was over eighty years old.
On the other side, Great Elder Os also took off his hood, revealing an equally young face with a serious expression.
"Quiet!!! The leader has something to say."
At this moment, everyone realized something.
Hold your breath and stare at the two people with fiery eyes. You can hear the echo if a pin drops on the ground in the quiet corridor, and the sound of breathing almost disappears.
The leader and the great elder looked at each other and announced loudly.
"The Holy Son has returned from the reincarnation. He has awakened his past memories and given gifts! Grant us a new life."
"From today on, the Magic Brotherhood will only have the Holy Son. Just look ahead.”
"The order of the Holy Son is the mission that the Brotherhood must complete. Those who are loyal to the Holy Son can receive blessings, cure diseases, regain youth and extraordinary power!"
Hearing this, people The crowd was boiling like a pot was exploding.
Yang An motioned to the two maids who seemed out of place to come forward. The two women did not dare to disobey and hesitantly walked over with their heads lowered. Yang An reached out and touched their foreheads.
——Give them twice the physical strength.
Even with twice the physique, the changes are visible to the naked eye. The two women's faces have become rosy, their appearance has become more beautiful, and their figures have become more perfect.
"You two, just be my personal maids." Yang An said casually.
"Yes, Lord Holy Lord!"
Yang An glanced at the other magicians who were shocked by the changes in the two women and looked at him with fiery eyes, "Believe in me, worship me All loyal believers will be cleansed and reborn!"
As soon as Yang An's words came out.
Anthony, who was very sensible, stepped forward quickly and led everyone to kneel down on one knee.
"Thank you, Lord Holy Son, for your gift. We will serve you with all our heart and soul."
"We will definitely serve Lord Holy Son with all our heart and soul."
There is a miracle in front of us, regardless of belief. If you don’t believe it, these magicians all became extremely pious at this moment and paid homage to the young man.
But Yang An knew that they were not worshiping themselves, but they were just longing for a new life.
Whoever can bring them back to their youth, they will believe in, whether he is the Son of Darkness, God, or the devil.
"Let's disperse."
After a brief display of divine power, Yang An was too lazy to talk nonsense and threw the decision-making power to the leader Anthony, "The list of devout believers was presented to me by Anthony."
" Yes, Lord Holy Son."
When Anthony heard this, his body trembled slightly with excitement. He had a premonition that the good day he dreamed of was coming.
Actually, his good days are coming to an end.
The day after the Holy Son awoke and blessed everyone, two planes flying from San Francisco to London landed at a suburban airport.
Jackie Chan and his team, as well as the mafia members who were ordered to come, set foot on this land. They all have a common goal - to bring back the Son of Darkness!
Leave the aircraft terminal.
Jackie Chan was wearing a dark blue jacket. He shivered in the cold wind in the early morning in London. He pulled the collar and then asked his father, who was also wearing a thick jacket.
“Dad, where are we going next?”
Dad’s face was disgusting because when they got off the plane and had their visas stamped, they were given a lot of trouble, and their dried lizard and dried puffer fish instruments were almost confiscated.
"Where to go?"
"That's right, where are we going to find this son of darkness?" Jackie Chan is in a hurry. He still has a lot of research to do because he is worried that the mafia will do it again. After sending someone to seize the shield, he gave it to Sheriff Black for safekeeping.
“Pa!”
Before Jackie Chan could finish asking, he received a violent shudder from his father on the forehead
Dad put his hands on his hips and glared at Jackie Chan angrily from behind his reading glasses, "Do you think Dad knows everything? You have to find it yourself."
"What about you, Dad?" Jackie Chan rubbed his hand. Head, asked in distress.
"Dad is going to take a taxi, go to the hotel to change clothes, and make a cup of hot tea! Then take a nap."
Dad said of course, "Dad is so old. You still have to fly for more than ten hours, you must be very comfortable."
Hearing this, Jackie Chan felt a little guilty, "I'm sorry, Dad, my salary hasn't arrived yet, so I can only pay for economy class. ”
Jackie Chan has been protecting cultural relics in various countries all year round. Most of these are at his own expense. His salary is quite high, but he spends it faster.
After collecting cultural relics, he will return them to the local museum. This is a free gift, so even though he has experienced many priceless treasures, he is still a pauper.
At this moment, a sudden sound came from the taxi stopped in front of me.
"Uncle Long, Dad, what are you doing standing still? Come up quickly."
This clear female voice startled Jackie Chan, "Xiaoyu?"
"Why are you here?! You shouldn't be in District 13 now!"
In the taxi in front of them, Xiaoyu was sitting in the back seat waving to Jackie Chan.
Even my father widened his eyes in surprise, "Hey! Jackie Chan - how are you going to explain to your cousin that you brought your niece to a dangerous place? You can't do such a small thing well? ?”
“Ahem.”
At this time, a low cough came from Sheriff Black in a black trench coat.
"Jackie Chan, Mr. Dad, I want to say sorry to you."
"Chief Black? Why are you here too?"
The taxi driver was waiting impatiently.
Kicked Xiaoyu off, and then left with other passengers.
“Slightly, slightly!”
Xiaoyu made faces at the taxi in dissatisfaction.
"Chief Blake checked the information and found a very mysterious ancient organization. Maybe it is related to the son of something that Uncle Long you are looking for, so we are here."
Chief Black Changze looked apologetic, "I found out that Xiaoyu was with me after I got on the plane, so I'm sorry Jackie Chan"
(End of Chapter)