Jaeger

Chapter 1 Jaeger

"kill!"

"Oh no, Young Master Jage!"

"Young Master Jaggi has fallen!"

Shouts of battle and cries of alarm echoed in my ears.

Zhang Ran opened his eyes and saw a blood-red sun hanging in the sky, with hundreds of people suspended in mid-air, fighting each other, and various streaks of light cutting through the sky.

Immediately afterwards, countless memories flooded into his mind.

"I've been transported to another world? My name is Jag Joyce? Is this the Panlong World?"

After absorbing the new memories, Zhang Ran quickly understood his current situation: he had transmigrated to the Panlong World.

His current identity is the young master of the Joyce family.

The Joyce family is a small family in Hell, one of the four supreme planes of the Panlong World, with their ancestral home in Hongyang Prefecture on the Zijing Continent.

At this moment, the Joyce family is experiencing a catastrophe that threatens to wipe them out.

Three neighboring tribes joined forces and launched an attack on the Joyce family.

The Joyce family was outnumbered, and even their lower-ranking gods had joined the battle.

Jag was a lower-level god who cultivated the laws of darkness. He was struck by an enemy's soul attack during battle and perished.

"what!"

A furious roar suddenly rang out from the sky.

Zhang Ran looked in the direction of the sound and saw a beautiful woman in a purple robe. She was in deep sorrow and was frantically waving a black longsword in her hand.

A black sword flashed past the two enemies in front of him.

The two men looked terrified, as if the power of the sword light had exceeded their expectations.

Amidst two pairs of terrified eyes, the sword light slashed through their heads, and two divine sparks floated out.

"Oh no, she's broken through!"

There were five people attacking the woman; after two were killed, three remained.

Despite having an overwhelming numerical advantage, they showed no intention of fighting, seemingly terrified by the previous sword strike, and fled in different directions.

"Ah, why did the leader retreat?"

"What are you waiting for? Run!"

The combined forces of the three tribes, who had initially held a significant advantage, suddenly scattered like birds and beasts.

"Sister, you've broken through!" Zhang Ran murmured.

The beautiful woman in the purple robe was named Amy, and she was his sister, or more precisely, Jag's sister.

But since he had already transmigrated, Zhang Ran accepted reality and decided to live as Juggernaut.

Amy is Jag's older sister. Unlike Jag, who is a lower-level god, Amy is already a higher-level god, and she is an independent higher-level god.

From the very beginning of the battle, Amy was the focus of the enemy's attention.

The three tribes have a total of five high gods, and on the Joyce family's side, apart from the patriarch, only Amy is a high god.

Shortly after the battle began, the chieftain's superior god avatar was killed and perished, leaving only Amy to struggle on.

Just now, after discovering that Jugg had fallen, Amy, in a state of extreme grief and anger, broke through to the fifth-level demon and killed two high-level gods with a single sword strike, scaring away the remaining three high-level gods.

"Miss Amy!"

"Miss Amy!"

The Joyce family cheered as they were given a narrow escape.

But Amy showed no joy whatsoever.

"Whoosh"

She transformed into a black streak of light and rushed towards Juggernaut.

"Ah, little brother, you're not dead!"

Amy was overjoyed when she discovered that Jag was still alive.

"Sis, you're lucky, you made it through," Jage laughed.

"Okay, okay, you scared me to death!" Amy hugged Jaggi tightly, bursting into tears of joy.

Jag felt warm inside, sensing Amy's concern.

Amy and Jag's parents died fighting for their family long ago, and the siblings relied on each other since childhood and had a very good relationship.

Amy was extremely talented. She became a god in ten years, a mid-level god in a hundred years, and a high-level god in a thousand years. Her status in the clan rose day by day, and the life of the siblings in the clan became better and better.

Compared to Amy, Jag's talent was much inferior. He could only sense the Dark Laws and it took him five hundred years to become a lower god. He has lived for over a thousand years now and has not yet broken through to become a middle god. Moreover, Jag's predecessor had a strong sense of pride and was unwilling to refine his godhood. When he became a god through the Dark Laws, he chose to become a god outside his body and wanted to cultivate multiple god avatars.

"Amy, it's so good that Jag is alright." A middle-aged man with a square face and wearing a yellow robe flew towards the siblings.

He was Kiro Joyce, the patriarch of the Joyce family and the founder of the Joyce family.

Gillu came from the Warren material plane. After becoming a god, he ventured into Hell alone. After many dangers, he finally became a high god and spread his family in Hell, which became the Joyce family we know today.

The Joyce family are ordinary human beings, and having children is much easier for them than for divine beasts. By now, they have nearly ten thousand members.

"Chieftain, I'm sorry, I failed to retrieve your divinity." Amy's face was full of apology.

The one who killed Gil's avatar was one of the three high gods who escaped, and he also took the godhood with him.

"Even if I bring it back, I can't refine it." Gil waved his hand.

He cultivated two divine avatars. The second divine avatar was formed by refining the divine spark of the original body to become a god. Therefore, even if he regained his divine spark, he could no longer refine it.

"Amy, all I have left is this mid-level god avatar that has refined a divine spark. From now on, the family will have to rely on you," Kiru said earnestly.

"Chief, I will definitely try my best," Amy said earnestly.

"Alright, I'll go arrange the post-war matters first." Kiru flew away.

Amy looked at Jag: "Little brother, you go and rest, I'll go help the clan leader."

"Yes, sister."

Watching Amy leave, Jag flew towards where he lived.

The Joyce family's ancestral home is Jade Cold Mountain, a mountain peak over 5,000 meters high, and such mountains are common in Hell.

Jag flew back to the yard where he lived.

"I never imagined I'd transmigrated, and to hell at that," Jag muttered.

Even if he were to travel to the Panlong World, he would still hope to reach the material plane first. Although cultivation in the material plane is difficult, it is at least much safer than the supreme plane.

In a supreme plane like Hell, battles rage everywhere, and life is precarious. There is no room for complacency; one can only survive by constantly improving one's strength.

"This body's talent for cultivation is only so-so, but fortunately, I'm not without my own advantages."

At this moment, a peculiar roulette wheel was floating in Jag's mind; this was the cheat code he had gained from his time travel.

The roulette wheel was divided into eleven sections, ten of which were dimly lit, while only one shimmered with black light.

Jag used his divine sense to probe the area of ​​black light and immediately sensed a strong aura of dark laws.

"This is... an evil mystery!"

The complete evil mystery emerged within the roulette wheel, shimmering with light.

Suddenly, Jagger had an epiphany.

The one who killed the predecessor was a mid-level dark god, and the profound mystery he used was the evil profound mystery of the dark laws.

"Could it be that the profound mysteries contained within every attack that hits me will appear on this roulette wheel?"

The roulette wheel has eleven parts, which correspond perfectly to the eleven systems of rules and laws.

Jag's divine sense probed the sinister mysteries on the roulette wheel, and he was immediately shocked.

"So clear!"

He discovered that perceiving the evil mysteries on the roulette wheel was far clearer than directly comprehending the dark laws of the universe.

He was so engrossed in the roulette wheel that he completely forgot himself. When he came to his senses, he was shocked to discover that he had actually grasped the basics of his "evil" mystery!

"good!"

Jag was overjoyed; with this roulette wheel, he had a chance to become a mid-level god.

"Wait, what if someone else tries to attack me too...?"

(End of this chapter)