"Sorry, this may not work. If I do this, I will not be able to explain to my dad."

Hearing the request from the monster nearly twenty meters in front of him, Chen Long refused without thinking.

"And this is a precious cultural relic, I don't have the right to give it to people, and it is a creature from another world."

"If you say so, you refused, that's a pity!"

Diapolo was not regretful either. It was a matter of course. Even mortals would not be stupid enough to give in to the god armor.

"Since you don't want to, I can only get it myself."

Although he is unable to fly underground and cannot crush his opponent with air superiority, his current size is enough to deal with the humans in front of him wearing divine armor.

However, after really fighting with Chen Long, Diapolo was speechless. The seemingly tiny human body actually contained the power that could marry with him, the giant dragon, which was not very outrageous.

However, Diapolo was surprised there, and Chen Long, who was fighting against him, complained in his heart.

This is the first time he has come into contact with creatures from another world in his life. He used to accidentally dig out ancient monsters or magic guards from the ruins.

"Dad, I need your help!"

Even though he was fighting alone in this cave, Chen Long still tried to ask for help because he knew his father was able to see what was happening here.

"Chenlong, you stick to it first. My dad doesn't know what to do. He is flipping through books!"

On the other side of the ocean, thousands of miles away, in an antique antique shop, a thin silver-haired old man was scratching his head, flipping through one big book after another, trying to find a way to solve the crisis.

But obviously, the ancient wisdom of the local world could not give him a way to deal with creatures in another world. However, his seemingly talk to himself came into Jackie Chan's ears who were fighting hard there.

“Unfortunate…”

Before Chen Long finished his catchphrase, he was caught by a claw and then smashed into the rock hard. Although the hard rock was no different from tofu for him at this time, it was quite uncomfortable to do this by being grabbed by a monster.

"You guy..."

Diapolo was a little confused about how to express his surprise in words at this time, and had already used most of his incarnation attacks.

However, when these attacks fell on Jackie Chan, wearing divine armor, they all looked like a mud bull into the sea. Although they beat him up in a very embarrassing way, they did not cause any essential damage to him.

"Son of the World!"

Diapolo was basically able to confirm Chen Long's identity at this time. This is the most dazzling protagonist-type character in this era. Otherwise, there would be no explanation as an ordinary human, why should he wear the armor of a god?

"unlucky!"

Diapolo muttered in his heart that he had given up the idea of ​​killing Chenlong because it was unrealistic.

His behavior now is like breaking into someone else's home and beating someone else's children. It's really a hell to win.

Even if the guy in front of him did not wear a magic armor, there would probably be various accidents to interfere with his actions, and then there would be various wonderful coincidences that would allow him to escape from the heavens smoothly.

"Chenlong, come back!"

Jackie Chan, who walked out of the rock wall again, rubbed his arms and legs, was about to face the next beating, his father's voice finally rang in his ears, and the duck-like voice was no different from the heavenly sound in his ears.

"Dad, haven't you found a solution?"

"This is not a monster in our world. Ancient wisdom cannot help my father. My father can only study the method of restraint from scratch."

"Then we have nothing to do with it."

"There's no way for now."

A helpless voice sounded beside his ears. The next moment, Jackie Chan felt a powerful force acting on him, and he did not resist. So, the evil scene in the cave in front of him turned into illusion, and the familiar antique shop appeared in front of him.

"Uncle Long, you are back."

Her feet had just touched the ground, and a little girl who knew she was not a good-looking girl jumped out and came to Jackie Chan with a worried look on her face and looked around.

"Not hurt, are you?"

"You are worried about Xiaoyu. However, with the protection of this armor, although I was a little embarrassed, I was not injured."

Even with Chen Long's thick nerves, he couldn't help feeling lingering fear at this time. It was the first time he had been hung and beaten by a monster since he was engaged in the archaeological industry.

He had no power to fight back at all, and even the omnipotent father could not give a solution, so he could only let him retreat first.

"Uncle Long, have you failed this time?"

The little girl called Xiaoyu is at the age of the most curious in her life. She did not take into account the face of adults and asked the questions she wanted to know casually.

"Yes, I failed."

Jackie Chan wanted to explain something, but he looked at his father who was looking through the pile of books and explained nothing. Instead, he sat in the chair a little decadently, took off his magic armor, and thought about what to do next.

"Dad, let's notify District 51. This is no longer something we can solve. This is an alien invasion."

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Long still made a suggestion to his father. The so-called District 51 is a special institution that specializes in handling extraordinary events. He has cooperated with this institution many times.

Bang!

The thin white-haired old man walked to Jackie Chan at some point and pointed to the sword, thrusting hard on Chen Long's forehead. The man who was not injured in fighting the dragon showed a look of pain on his face and a very bright red mark on his forehead.

"Ao, Dad!"

Chen Long hugged his head, looking innocent, but saw his father's face serious, and even felt a little regretful.

"Dad has told you how many times you have to use magic to defeat magic. Even creatures in another world are still in the category of magic."

"Dad, have you found a way to defeat the dragon in another world?"

"No, I need time, I need more classics."

The old man grabbed the already messy silver hair on his head with some annoyance, and after rubbing it, his hair became even more scattered.

"If possible, it's best to fight the dragon a few times so that you can understand his characteristics and develop a targeted curse."

"This is absolutely not possible. That monster is too strong and much scarier than the Holy Lord."

"The Holy Lord is not weak. If there were no ancient gods who joined forces to seal and weaken them layer by layer, the Holy Lord would not have to summon that dragon."
Chapter completed!