Section 13.
This is a permanent armed force stationed in California, America.
They are primarily responsible for intelligence gathering and strategic defense of the West Coast.
To contain the increasingly influential international criminal organization, The Dark Hand, Chief Black specifically hired his good friend, the archaeologist Jackie Chan, to collect the Twelve Talismans that symbolize Shendu's divine power.
To date, Section 13 is in possession of four Talismans.
Rat Talisman.
Tiger Talisman.
Horse.
Sheep.
Representing the power to animate inanimate objects.
Healing power, the balance of Yin and Yang in the Talisman's energy.
And astral projection.
"Protect the Talismans!"
Archaeologist Jackie Chan shouted.
Immediately, he rushed to the corner, using the cover to his advantage, and then couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Why was Valmont able to release flames?
Did The Dark Hand find another Talisman?
It's said that Shendu's original Talisman can grant its holder the power to control fire!
At the same time.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Shadows drifted in from all directions.
In an instant, they transformed into fully armed, agile Shadow Ninjas.
These were Shendu's loyal claws and enforcers.
Wherever The Dark Hand went, the shadows were sure to follow!
"Demons and monsters, begone..."
"Demons and monsters, begone..."
"Begone, demons and monsters…"
The incantation, with its ups and downs, resounded.
The thin, sweater-clad Uncle held a dried pufferfish and a gecko.
Suddenly, a mass of emerald-green fluorescence burst from his hands.
Aiming at the menacing Dark Hand and the Shadow Ninjas, he fired rapidly, like a Western cowboy, unleashing a storm of magical attacks.
Bang, bang, bang, bang!
Green rays of light pierced the sky, hitting the suit-clad Valmont, who didn't have time to react.
The powerful good-energy magic struck Valmont's skin.
Suddenly, an indescribable, sour taste filled his tongue.
It was said that Devil Fruits tasted a lot like... well, you know.
It certainly lived up to its reputation!
BOOM!
Before he could even complain, Shen Du's muscles tensed.
His heart rate accelerated rapidly.
If he could observe at a microscopic level, he'd see his cells and genetic material rapidly dividing, replicating, and mutating.
Shen Du could almost keenly perceive the qualitative change in his bloodline factor.
Buzz!
A cloud of magical smoke suddenly enveloped Shen Du.
Then, the smoke dissipated.
A handsome, dashing figure, sculpted like marble, then made a dazzling entrance.
He had the aura of a top-tier celebrity, no different at all.
He was even more charming and seductive.
Shen Du used Dragon Language Magic to restore his appearance from his previous life.
The face he designed in the chicken-eating game.
After all, his demon form was too eye-catching, which wasn't conducive to collecting Talismans!
"Wow."
"Saint Lord after transforming, it's like he turned on a beauty filter."
Afu couldn't help but flatter.
Even Valmont felt a surge of jealousy.
Why did such a dazzling male of their kind exist in the world?
"You can also restore your original appearance."
Shen Du smiled slightly.
His personality was calm and cautious, and he had already decided to keep a low profile.
Until he could gain more incredible items through the Villain System, and possess the strength to defeat the Ancient One, he would return to Shenzhou and reclaim his former rule!
The palace built by Saint Lord was located on the outskirts of Hong Kong.
Just recite the incantation to summon it.
The key.
There's a mage's sanctum in Hong Kong City.
Therefore, without the power to defeat the Sorcerer Supreme, Shen Du would absolutely not set foot in Hong Kong City.
Moreover, besides Ancient One, S.H.I.E.L.D., with its 300,000 permanent agents, is also not to be underestimated.
A superhero group codenamed "Deification" and "Guardians of Power."
Clearly, a carbon copy of the Avengers and the X-Men.
Even surpassing them.
Mysterious K'un-Lun.
The Iron Fist, a hero whose lineage was passed down through generations.
…Without exception, these were all existences that the Saint Lord couldn't afford to provoke at the moment.
"Return to your original form?"
The Dark Hand quartet exchanged glances.
Immediately, as if enlightened, intense magical smoke billowed out.
The energy from the fire demon rapidly contracted, transforming in an instant into a dragon-shaped tattoo, branded onto the body.
Like a curse.
"As expected, the Saint Lord is something else."
Chow spread his hands, clicking his tongue in admiration.
He was undoubtedly very impressed by the cool dragon-shaped tattoo.
"Cheese."
Rasu raised his phone and snapped a picture of the dragon-shaped tattoo.
He uploaded it to Facebook.
This immediately alerted a special fan.
The reformed sumo wrestler, Tohru.
"The dragon tattoo... it's exactly like Saint Lord."
The archaeologist stared at the screen, his face full of curiosity. "Tohru, you haven't unfollowed Rasu?"
"New update,"
Captain Black, his head gleaming, chimed in.
The projection screen displayed a familiar-looking phone booth.
It was clearly the secret entrance to Section 13!
Immediately.
A sense of foreboding rose in everyone's hearts.
Could the Dark Hand have discovered the exact location of Section 13 and were about to launch an assault?
Buzz!
A piercing alarm suddenly blared.
Boom!
Blazing flames, like laser blasts, burst through the reinforced concrete walls.
Smoke and dust filled the air.
Then, amidst the rubble, a suited thug in a green tuxedo, leading his henchmen, appeared before everyone.
"Valmont?!"
Captain Black and the archaeologist Jackie Chan exchanged glances, instantly recognizing the shock in each other's eyes.
"Hand over the Talismans."
Valmont's voice echoed with a bizarre, dual tone as he threatened, "Or I'll roast you! Jackie Chan!"