The Devils of the Heavens Begins from Jackie Chan's Adventures

Chapter 52 Chess Pieces
Jiang Ming walked on the familiar streets of Huaguo, looking at all the familiar things. This is also where he started.

The Magic Brotherhood has been taken care of, and the Dark Wizards Association has been handed over to Daolong. As for the Mage Alliance, he already has his people. All we have to do is wait for the time to come.

As for why he came here, this is the birthplace of the Eight Immortals. Even if the descendants of those Eight Immortals have disappeared, there is definitely still a magical heritage in this land.

What he wants is the whole world, not the United States, so he has to lay out his chess pieces here in advance to ensure that he can control this place.

Jiang Ming stood on a high building and looked at a young man setting up a street stall below. No one could tell that he was a descendant of the Eight Immortals. Although his bloodline was very thin, he was indeed a descendant of the Eight Immortals.

"I didn't expect the descendants of the Eight Immortals to have fallen to this level," Jiang Ming said, looking at the young man below.

Think about it, the Eight Immortals have been around for a long time, at least thousands of years, and they have experienced many dynasty changes, so it is normal for them to decline.

The descendants of the Eight Immortals are his goal. Now that everyone is gone, he will give them power. The descendants of the immortal gods have the power of demons, which must be very interesting.

Jiang Ming watched the other party slowly disappear into the darkness.

Lu Xiu was setting up a stall on the ground and saw a few gangsters walking towards him. He was not the only one setting up a stall here, so they probably wouldn't find him.

A few gangsters with yellow hair were walking around the stalls, and the stall owners all smiled reluctantly and handed over the money.

Seeing this scene, Lu Xiu felt that he was in a bad mood. Where did he get the money to pay the protection fee because he didn't earn anything from setting up a stall today.

Lu Xiu watched the gangsters approaching his booth, he pushed his cart sideways and wanted to leave here slowly.

"That guy over there, what do you want to do?"

Lu Xiu was spotted before he left a few steps away. He immediately let go of his feet and ran, but how could he run with a small cart?He was caught up in no time.

The three gangsters looked at Lu Xiu and said with a mocking look on their face: "You kid is pretty good at running. Where do you want to run? You haven't paid the protection fee to set up a stall. Don't you know we are covering this area?"

"Brother, this kid has no money!" A gangster flipped Lu Xiu's car over.

"Then smash his car and teach this kid a lesson," the leading gangster said fiercely.

"my car!"

Lu Xiu shouted loudly and wanted to stop it, but how can one person beat several people?Lu Xiu was pressed to the ground and punched and kicked, and could only watch his car being smashed to pieces.

A group of gangsters smashed up Lu Xiu's stall, leaving only Lu Xiu lying on the ground with his head battered and bleeding, panting heavily.

Lu Xiu kept struggling to do something but couldn't.

"Do you want to change your destiny? Do you want those who bully you to pay the price?"

A voice reached Lu Xiu's ears, he had hallucinations, is he going to die?Lu Xiu resigned himself to his fate and lay on the ground, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only sigh.

He hates this unfair world, and he hates those who bully him.

Jiang Ming looked at Lu Xiu's painful and angry eyes, and said with a smile, "Good eyes, then I'll take it as your consent."

The voice reached Lu Xiu's ears again, and the next moment Lu Xiu felt light all over, and all the pain in his body disappeared.

Lu Xiu got up and looked at himself, not even a single wound was left.

But before Lu Xiu realized what was going on, he saw a black figure in front of him shoot a beam of light into his body.

But in the next moment, he felt as if his whole body was being burned by the raging fire, as if his flesh and blood were about to be evaporated.

Jiang Ming looked at Lu Xiu who was lying on the ground crying and said, "This is my gift to the descendants of the Eight Immortals, let the world feel your anger."

After Lu Xiu felt the burning sensation in his body disappear, he pulled off his clothes and found a dragon tattoo on his chest.

And he felt that his body was full of power now, and there was an extra power in his body. When he opened his hand, flames appeared out of thin air, and he could control the flames.

Lu Xiu looked at the flames on his hands in disbelief. He did not expect that the plot in this story would really happen to him one day.

When he looked at the black shadow again, he found that the black shadow had disappeared long ago, as if it had never appeared before, but the tattoo on his chest told him that all this was true and that he had superpowers.

Lu Xiu looked in the direction where the gangsters disappeared and set fire to his stall. He wanted to make those who bullied him pay the price, and he wanted to change his fate.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes watched Lu Xiu leave and let out an imperceptible smile.

It was Jiang Ming who gave Lu Xiu power, and the so-called super power was just a small change to the anger.

But it is not without cost. When the other party uses superpowers to gain money, fame, wealth, and power, and finds that scales begin to grow on his body and turns into a monster, he will know what the price is.

He retains the appearance of a human, but possesses the ability of demonic energy, but the more he uses it, the more difficult it will be to suppress, and finally he becomes a monster infected by demonic energy, and only he can solve their problems.

If Lu Xiu is unwilling to give up his strength, then he has to choose between giving up everything he has and becoming a monster, and finally he can only turn to himself for help.

After all, there is no free lunch in the world, and this power itself is the biggest constraint.

And a person with this power, when his script starts, will definitely stand out from the crowd of ordinary mages and enter the circle of core power.

And it is enough for him to master powerful people, but it is far from enough to rely on only one Lv Xiu, he needs more people.

Jiang Ming kept observing the crowd. Originally, he thought that the Eight Immortals would retain a lot of heritage, but he didn't expect that the mage's inheritance was even more lonely than he imagined.

Integrity is basically only passed down in some small families, and it is almost enough to have one or two decent mages. They are all two or three kittens, and their strength is generally low, and there is no one at the level of an archmage.

It seems that those old antiques don't want to pass down the inheritance of qi magic, but this is also related to the development of righteousness and technology.

The long-term suppression of black energy by righteousness has made the upper limit of the world become lower and lower, and it is no longer suitable for the existence of qi magic. Of course, without him, qi magic will become increasingly declining over time.

But that's good too, the weaker the mage's inheritance, the easier it is for his purpose to succeed.

As long as he has a little magic energy, he is far superior to those guys who have learned magic for more than ten years, let alone the ones who lack inheritance.

Jiang Ming kept looking for those who had potential and spread out the demonic energy, like casting a huge net, and he just had to wait quietly for the harvest.

Just as Jiang Ming planted a demonic imprint, an old man with a white beard appeared behind him and slowly persuaded Jiang Ming:
"Sir, are you harming them by giving these things to them?"

Jiang Ming turned around and looked at the old man behind him with a sneer, "I didn't expect to meet someone who knows the goods. This matter is all about what you like and what I want, and they all agree. How can you say that I have harmed them? Are you only allowed to have Power, others can't have it? I just gave them a chance to change their destiny"

The white-haired old man looked at Jiang Ming: "You are trying to make excuses. They have gained such power without practicing. If they cannot control their desires, they will cause greater disasters."

"Seeing that you are only at this level after practicing for so many years, how about I give you a share?" Jiang Ming said disdainfully.

When the white-haired old man heard this, he immediately changed his expression, which was completely different from the righteous one before. He looked at Jiang Ming obsequiously and said, "Thank you, sir!"

He is indeed a cunning guy. Jiang Ming has been following him for a long time. Although he has some strength, he is weak and pitiful.

Jiang Ming had already guessed what this guy wanted to do, but he didn't expose him. The more greedy people like this, the better for him.

To him, it's just a wisp of demonic energy. It doesn't affect his strength at all, so what if he sends it away.

Jiang Ming looked at the other person's leaving figure and smiled coldly before disappearing.

(End of this chapter)