Zongman: All Heavens and Worlds Begin with the Devil's Curse

The other party is not an enemy.

Looking down from her vantage point, Zhou Lan quietly surveyed the scene below.

Suddenly, he smiled and clapped his hands gently.

“It seems our bargaining chip is with you,” Zhou Lan said in a language Valon couldn’t understand.

Like audience members who have just watched a good show, they discuss the rise and fall of the curtain during the intermission.

“You are…” Valon murmured.

"Valon, your pain and anger are not unfounded. Your life has indeed been altered, or rather, the lives of all of us have been altered."

For a moment, Valon was stunned.

"I knew it, I knew it..." His lips trembled.

Zhou Lan turned her gaze aside and landed on the upper-class people.

He snorted coldly and clasped his hands together.

Valon suddenly felt himself lift off the ground, and the earth beneath his feet twisted into a vortex under the force of a tremendous power, swallowing everything.

When he floated to the same height as Zhou Lan, the world suddenly became quiet.

Those who bullied him disappeared.

He was left alone, staring at the demon.

“Lope has distorted the history books. We are living in a fabricated history. Your confusion is understandable.”

Zhou Lan spoke slowly. He had just witnessed everything, which also confirmed certain things for him.

The last glimmer of righteousness enveloped the entire world, but the darkness was not extinguished either.

Guided by magic, Zhou Lan found this place and met Valmont.

Logically speaking, Valon was just an ordinary person, a rather remarkable ordinary person.

He focused all his skill points on leadership and physical skills, and actually had little talent for magic.

Normally, he should be completely unaware of this distorted history.

As for Jackie Chan, Tru, and his father, it was because Lope reminded them.

But Valon didn't. He truly sensed all of this, and this abnormality was certainly traceable.

Guided by righteousness, Lope altered the history books; similarly, there was another hand in the game.

"It seems our old friend, the dark energy, has exerted its power," Zhou Lan said with a smile.

Zhou Lan met Valon's gaze in mid-air, then extended one of her hands toward him, surrounded by swirling lunar demonic energy.

"This is magic; it will remind you of the past, of the past, of the past."

Valon closed his eyes.

He had no reason not to believe in this being who had just pulled him back from the brink of death.

Even though he is not human.

But humans can sometimes be more terrifying than demons.

In the pitch-black world after closing my eyes, a wisp of pale purple light suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, countless images flashed by.

He was like a third party, observing the life of another person named Valon.

Various images flashed before his eyes, but they did not disappear; instead, they flooded into his mind all at once.

Little by little.

To fill the void in the altered life of Valon.

Like a jigsaw puzzle gradually being pieced together, it covers the life of a lowly coachman, erasing all the falsehoods.

a long time.

Valon finally opened his eyes, his gaze becoming calm and resolute.

Just like before.

“Your Excellency, I, Valon… have returned,” he whispered. “I understand everything now.”

"Very good." Zhou Lan smiled and put him down.

Valon is a smart and reliable guy. After he rediscovered himself, he's a guy you can trust.

At least, he is one of the few among humans who is worthy of the Holy Lord's slightest concern.

Although history has been altered in this world, in the real world, Valon's family was one of the families that served God for generations.

Thinking of this, Zhou Lan's eyes gradually became serious.

He realized why the stakes for the black energy had fallen on Valon, rather than on him, Zhou Lan.

The Moon Demon Zhou Lan is too strong, that's one point.

More importantly, since his release from prison, the Moon Demon has always been detached from the world, existing in a realm of indefinable boundaries.

That stake was less about landing on Valhalla and more about landing on the Holy Lord through Valhalla.

Valon is a member of the Holy Lord's retinue, and his awakening signifies a crucial step in the Holy Lord's revival.

Just as Zhou Lan had figured out the key point, sure enough, Valon spoke up directly and made a request:

"Since the Holy Lord has been sealed away, we must go and awaken him, just as we did before."

Looking at Valon, Zhou Lan nodded in satisfaction, but then said, "My brother has been turned into a statue by Lope and hidden away. With the help of magic, I will find his location."

Valon shook his head, pointed firmly and confidently to his chest, and then looked at Zhou Lan and said:

“No need to trouble you, I know where the Holy Lord is, I can sense his exact location.”

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Zhou Lan smiled and clapped.

“Very good, very good,” he said.

Just as Lopez, after being resurrected, could sense the location of the Book of Time without searching, Valon is the same.

There was an invisible hand that was kindly guiding him in the direction of the Holy Lord.

This is the corrective power of history, the path we are preparing to take.

With just a gentle push from Zhou Lan, the dominoes would fall in a chain until they reached the Holy Lord, the endpoint of the correction.

"However, to resurrect the Holy Lord, we need his talismans, so we must collect them first..."

Valon stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

Twelve talismans were lined up and floated in front of him.

Zhou Lan laughed loudly and said, "No need to search, the talisman is already in my hands."

“You…” Valon couldn’t help but exclaim, bowing deeply, “You are truly a reliable and powerful demon, and also an elder.”

Chapter 219 We won't listen to anyone but you.

"Hurry up!"

The overseer brandished his whip, driving the laborers before him.

"If you dare delay the construction, I'll sink you all to the bottom of the river to feed the fish!" he shouted at the laborers in front of him, cracking his long whip in the air.

One laborer after another exerted all their strength to pull the logs and stones, sweat pouring down their faces.

As the bell rang, the foreman glanced around the construction site and said sternly, "Lunch break is ready. You don't have much time to rest. Wait for me to come back and continue!"

No sooner had the foreman left than three figures squatted down on the ground to one side and huddled together.

"I said, why don't we rebel? I'm almost exhausted." Rasu's voice was a little naive. He was the biggest and did the most work.

“How can we resist? If we try to run, the soldiers outside will rush in.” Afen gestured.

“That’s right, they’ll kill us. The three of us don’t have the ability to beat these guys.” Zhou held his head, looking utterly dejected.

"Hey, don't you guys feel like something's missing?"

“What’s missing…?” A-Fen looked up.

“In my mind, we should have a leader, but in reality, we don’t. I mean, there’s a powerful guy, and we all listen to him.” Rasu spread his hands, looking confused.

“Now that you mention it, I think so too, but I’ve kind of forgotten what he looks like,” Zhou agreed.

"He's usually a bit fierce, but he's actually quite nice to us?" Afen said, scratching his head.

“That’s right!” Zhou suddenly stood up. “There was a boss we formed, and now he’s disappeared!”

"Have we forgotten him? Or has he forgotten us?"

"do not know."

After exchanging only a few words, the supervisor returned.

He stood in front of Lasu Afen and Zhou, whip in hand.

"You lot, get to work!" the foreman shouted.

“Hey, even though you’re in charge now, your rest time is too short. We’ll be exhausted if this continues!” Zhou retorted with a stern face.

“That’s right, and why is it that only you can eat, while we can’t?” A-Fen also stood up.

"We don't want to die from exhaustion, nor do we want to starve to death."

"Oh?" The overseer gripped the whip and sneered, "What do I care what you do?"

He pointed at the three men and said mercilessly, "Anyway, there are many more people like you. Just like mineral resources, once they're used up, we can just bring in another batch."

"But if we go on strike now, we're finished right now."

The foreman said coldly, "Two choices: either you're finished right now, or you obediently go back to your place!"

The atmosphere instantly turned cold.

Lasu, Afen, and Zhou exchanged a knowing glance, as if they had made up their minds.

"We won't listen to you," the three said in unison.

“Very well, then it seems we have no choice but to…” The overseer’s whip was raised, but before it could fall.

Suddenly, I heard a burst of applause.

He turned around, and a man with bruises on his face slowly walked towards him.

"As expected of my Black Hand Gang, you haven't disappointed me." Valon stopped clapping and looked at the overseer in front of him.

The first thing that came to his mind when he rediscovered himself was not money, power, or strength.

Surprisingly, it was his three former subordinates.

He asked Zhou Lan for help, and with her assistance, he came here.

"Name your price," Valon said calmly.

"You? You're their boss?" The foreman's face showed disdain.

The other person was dressed in shabby clothes and had bruises and marks on his face, looking like he had just been beaten up.

He wouldn't even look at someone like that.

"What price can you offer? Don't let their weakness fool you, these three guys are quite capable at their work. I'm not asking for a low price." A cold smile flashed in the foreman's eyes as he began to raise the price.

If the other party can afford the price, he doesn't mind talking to them.

"Price?" Valon chuckled. "That's too low-end. I have something better."

As he finished speaking, his tone suddenly became enigmatic, as if he possessed some hidden treasure that he wanted to exchange for.

"Oh? Let me see what kind of treasure it is?" The foreman leaned closer.

Valon stretched out a hand, as if he were holding something good.

“If you dare to play me, I will never let you get away with it.” The overseer moved closer, his eyes fixed on Valon’s hands.