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There was dead silence.
Hundreds of ghostly ninjas remained kneeling on one knee, but their faces were turned toward Lin Ci.
Not a single soldier responded to him.
Ika's roar caught in his throat, creating an awkward atmosphere.
Just then, he saw Tara floating beside Lin Ci and instantly became extremely excited.
"Master! You're here too!"
Tara's huge ghost face instantly darkened, her tone filled with displeasure.
"There is only one owner here."
He gestured slightly in Lin Ci's direction.
"That's Boss Lin Ci."
General Ika followed his gaze to Lin Ci, his scarlet eyes filled with disdain.
"Master, are you referring to this lowly human?"
Tara's brow furrowed instantly, her voice revealing undisguised anger.
“I told you, Ika, this is your new master, Boss Lin Ci.”
Ika sensed that Tara was truly enraged, and he looked at his king in disbelief.
"Master, are you serious?"
Do I look like I'm joking?
Tara's question made Ika feel like her worldview had collapsed in an instant.
The supreme king of the Shadow Legion.
How could I possibly bow and scrape before a mere human being?
A thought flashed through Ika's mind in an instant.
This human brat must have used some despicable means to control Master Tara!
Yes, that must be the case!
Ika's eyes instantly turned angry, and he glared at Lin Ci.
"Speak! What exactly did you do to my master Tara?!"
Tara was furious when she saw that Ika dared to yell at Lin Ci.
He instantly used his telekinetic power.
An invisible, immense force slammed into Ika.
Ika's massive body was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the wall in the distance with a muffled thud.
He looked at Tara incredulously.
"My lord! I am willing to fight to the death, why do you surrender first?"
He staggered to his feet, his armor dented at the chest.
No, Tara's master must not be her own mind.
This pain only strengthened his resolve.
Tara's master must have deliberately injured me to protect me, in order to lull that despicable human into a false sense of security!
This human has completely and utterly controlled their master to an insane degree!
Look at what Tara's master has done to her!
No, I must save my master from this misery.
"Master! Don't be afraid!"
Ika let out a tragic roar.
"I will definitely save you!"
The shadows behind him began to ripple violently, and a legion of black-clad figures in Japanese samurai armor emerged from them.
Ika suddenly swung his arm, pointing it at Lin Ci.
Lin Ci watched this farce and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
A psychic force, countless times larger than Ika's, swept through the entire factory like an invisible giant wave in an instant.
The Helmet Shadow Legion soldiers who had just appeared hadn't even taken a single step.
Their bodies were instantly crushed by that terrifying pressure, turning back into silent black shadows that vanished without a trace.
Lin Ci's figure slowly floated into the air.
He looked at the dumbfounded Ika, his tone tinged with indifference.
"Don't you know I know kung fu?"
Are you usually this brave?
Tara's spirit floated over, her face filled with fear.
"Boss, let me handle this."
He was terrified that Ika, that fool, would completely enrage Lin Ci and implicate him.
Tara began to rapidly recite an ancient and difficult incantation.
General Ika's newly formed body began to twist uncontrollably.
Ultimately, it turned into a wisp of black smoke and was forcibly sucked back into the shattered mask.
Tara breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
It was almost ruined by that idiot Ika.
It would be terrible if the boss started to resent me.
I am a man who will follow my boss and conquer all the worlds!
"Boss, please don't be angry."
Lin Ci waved his hand, not taking it to heart at all, treating it as just a boring one-man show.
"Let's go with the masks."
He uttered the name of the next location.
"Old Man's Antique Shop".
Inside Old Man's Antique Shop.
The old man has already figured out that the book taken by the Shadow Legion that night was the Magic Encyclopedia that Jackie Chan had recently retrieved.
But he couldn't understand it; the Holy Lord was dead, so who else needed this book?
Could it be a Blade Dragon?
"Dad, we absolutely have to find the complete book of magic!"
Jackie Chan clenched his fists, his tone anxious.
The old man glared at him and took a pufferfish out from under the counter.
"How to find it?"
"They've already run away, do you think they'll suddenly come back for you to catch!"
The moment Dad finished speaking.
The lights inside the store dimmed without warning.
In the corner, under the table, under the bookshelf.
Everything within the shadows began to twist and writhe abnormally.
It was as if countless living things were about to break free from that deep darkness.
Jackie Chan's pupils suddenly contracted.
One by one, figures dressed in black ninja outfits rose slowly and silently from the shadows on the ground.
Their scarlet eyes gleamed in the dim light, like wolves hunting their prey in the night.
"You guys really came back!"
Jackie Chan assumed a fighting stance, his entire body tense.
The old man also raised the pufferfish in his hand, muttering incantations.
"Demons and monsters, get out of here!"
The massive figure, as large as a mountain, rushed over from the back room upon hearing the commotion and stood in front of the old man.
Xiao Yu, who was hiding under the counter, was also quietly preparing to launch a sneak attack.
The war is about to start.
The largest patch of shadow on the wall began to surge violently, like boiling water.
That darkness was deeper than all the surrounding shadows, as if it connected to an endless abyss.
A blurry figure slowly emerged from the darkness.
Wherever he went, the light was swallowed up.
The air in the entire antique shop seemed to freeze the moment he appeared.
Jackie Chan, his father, and Tru were all on tenterhooks.
An unprecedented sense of oppression enveloped their hearts as if it were a tangible force.
The figure finally emerged completely from the shadows and came to rest under the light.
The moment they saw the person's face, everyone present was stunned.
Jackie Chan's guarded expression turned into utter shock.