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

With no other option, Xiaoyu had to act on her own. She sneaked into the palace, intending to steal the statue of the Holy Lord ahead of time.

The vast underground labyrinth couldn't stop her at all. Xiaoyu followed her instincts and, after circling around twice, appeared in front of the altar.

As for the formations, she ignored them and walked right into them, even though they were imbued with righteous magic.

She then fumbled around and closed them one by one.

Until her petite figure stood before the disc statue of the Holy Lord.

“I’ve found you, Holy Lord…” Xiaoyu’s eyes lit up.

"Xiaoyu?" came the voice of the Holy Lord from the disc statue. "My servant, have you brought my talisman?"

"No, I am not your servant. I am here to take you away from here."

Xiaoyu opened her schoolbag and gestured a few times in the air, seemingly realizing that there was quite a difference in size, so she simply gave up the idea of ​​using her schoolbag to carry away the statue of the Holy Lord.

"How did you get in? Lope went to great lengths to seal me away."

"Well..." Xiaoyu scratched her cheek and chuckled, "Of course, we'll take the stairs!"

She walked toward the altar, climbed up to the statue of the Holy Lord, and asked with a hint of doubt, "Why don't you seem worried at all?"

"Hahaha, worried?" The Holy Lord's voice came from inside the statue. "Why should I be worried?"

“If I take you away, you won’t be able to be resurrected,” Xiaoyu said.

"Is that so?" The statue of the Holy Lord was made up of a circle of twisted and coiled dragons. At this moment, the dragon's eyes, which were coiled in the middle of the circular statue, suddenly lit up.

"I'm not surprised you were able to come in, but... can you really take me away?" The Holy Lord's tone was subtle.

“I heard it, my brothers and sisters are coming towards me, I heard footsteps.”

"Footsteps?" Xiaoyu perked up her ears alertly.

Surprisingly, she didn't hear any footsteps.

Apart from.

A soft rustling sound of flowing water.

Chapter 224 Together? The three of us?

Why would there be the sound of flowing water in the underground palace?

Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment.

As she walked along, all she saw were solid stone walls, and she didn't see a single drop of water.

The sound of the flowing water grew louder and louder, like a river rushing in, creating a cacophony in my ears.

"Never mind!" Xiaoyu scratched her head, lunged forward, and pressed herself against the statue of the Holy Lord.

Surprisingly, whether it was because all her power had been drained or because she suddenly gained strength, she was able to lift the statue of the Holy Lord.

"Now, let's run away!" Xiaoyu said excitedly, dragging the statue of the Holy Lord along.

She didn't know why the Holy Lord didn't resist, or whether the Holy Lord was simply incapable of resisting in his current state.

The sound of the stream beside her grew louder and louder, making her feel somewhat irritated.

The water seemed to come from the maze, rushing along the entrance towards the exit at the altar.

"We need to hurry," Xiaoyu shouted.

Although I don't know why there's a sound of flowing water here, it's definitely not a good thing.

The Holy Lord seemed unconcerned about Xiaoyu's actions, and simply muttered to himself.

"No maze can hold back flowing water, and no obstacle can stop my sisters."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiaoyu stopped walking.

She stood at the reverse exit of the maze, pausing for a moment.

A rumbling sound was stirring in the maze before them, indicating that the current of water was growing ever stronger.

The ground trembled, and finally, a torrent of water burst forth from the labyrinth, soaring over the ceiling of the underground maze.

Xiaoyu raised her head and stared blankly at the flood.

Just as it was about to fall, the floodwaters converged, and a pale blue figure stood on the ground.

"Found you, bug, and my brother too."

Thousands of streams converged to form the shape of Basha, her body reaching the sky and shaking the earth, looking down at Xiaoyu from above.

"Another demon!" Xiaoyu exclaimed in surprise, retreating backwards in alarm.

"Bazaar, my sister, I never expected you to come too," the Holy Lord exclaimed.

Basha glanced at the disc-shaped statue, a smile appearing on her face formed by the confluence of water.

“Brothers and sisters, we are of the same blood. Since my elder brother has set an example, how can I stand idly by? Your Majesty.”

Fifteen minutes ago.

Still outside the world, Basha stood worriedly beside Bo Gang.

She wasn't worried that Zhou Lan couldn't solve the problem; she was just speaking from her perspective as one of her eight brothers and sisters.

Bo Gang devoured the planet, and Zhou Lan personally got involved.

If she, Basha, does nothing, wouldn't she be disgracing the name of the devil?

Even though her current strength is not as great as the other two.

But she has recovered a lot, and even if she abandons the origin that invaded from another world, she can still play her role.

The world does not reject the water demon returning home.

She easily squeezed in.

To her surprise, as soon as she returned, her brother Zhou Lan seemed to have sensed her presence and pointed her in the right direction.

then.

"I didn't expect to catch a little mouse like that." Basha said happily, looking at Xiaoyu.

"You've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not some little mouse," Xiaoyu said as she backed away.

She really wanted to say "bad luck" like Uncle Long, because the current situation was indeed the worst she could ever be.

The water demon was right in front of him; fighting was out of the question, but escaping might offer even the slightest chance.

It probably couldn't get any worse.

Xiaoyu quietly backed away.

Just then, a violent explosion suddenly came from behind, and the stone wall shook.

At the same time, a series of clearly audible footsteps suddenly sounded behind her.

"No way..." Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned her head to look behind her.

Valon was strolling slowly toward them.

"How come there's another one? How did you get in?" Xiaoyu's face twisted instantly.

Valmont, who possessed twelve charms, and the water demon squeezed her between them, one in front and one behind.

Valon glanced at the water demon Basha in front of him, bowed slightly, and then his gaze fell on the dragon talisman in his palm.

He smiled slightly and said, "Of course, we'll take the stairs."

As soon as he finished speaking, the broken wall stones collapsed behind him.

No one said he had to navigate the maze; he possessed the power of the Dragon Talisman.

"Valon, my subordinate, it seems you haven't forgotten me." Shendu's voice carried a hint of excitement.

“Of course!” Valon looked at the statue of the Holy Lord. “I brought all of your talismans, without missing a single one.”

Sometimes, and often, Xiaoyu does indeed make some brilliant moves.

It could even change the entire course of the war, making it unpredictable and difficult to fathom.

But that doesn't include now.

Outside the palace, on the path leading to the interception of the Moon Demon.

The battle among his men is drawing to a close.

Lope's prized magical armor was no match for the armed Black Hand gang.

The three of them unleashed their weapon-form replicas of their ultimate moves one after the other. The alien energy, like bullets that could not be stopped, shattered Tru and his father's magical armor.

Seeing this, Lopez finally lost all hope.

It's not that the Moon Demon was stopped by him, but rather that the Moon Demon has him trapped here.

"Come on, you evil scoundrels, even if you all come at me together, I will not be afraid!" Lope roared angrily.

His power finally reached its peak, and he was enveloped in light along with the scroll.

An unprecedented Saint Seiya stands before everyone.

"is it?"

A soft, amused whisper suddenly reached Lope's ear, causing him to pause in surprise.

The voice did not come from the Moon Demon in front of him, yet it was still incredibly familiar.

His lips trembled as he looked uncontrollably behind him.

In that instant, a strange change occurred.

The palace behind him unleashed a terrifying aura, causing the entire palace structure to crumble and fall apart.

The once sturdy walls crumbled and scattered in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying low growl came from the palace's underground.

The Holy Lord has risen from the dead.

All twelve talismans returned, freeing him from his sealed statue state and restoring his freedom.

"I'm back!"

As the Holy Lord called out, his body emerged from the crumbling building, and he proceeded toward the path.

“Lope, I told you, it won’t be long.” The Holy Lord strode heavily toward Lope.

The ground trembled, and in an instant, Lope felt utterly hopeless.

But even more despairing things were yet to come.

Zhou Lan withdrew his power, his figure drifted away, and he stood quietly in the sky, his gaze sweeping over the distance.

The next moment, a raging torrent of water surged from underground, rushed into the clouds, and then fell back down, coalescing into the form of the water demon, Basha.

"Come at us all at once? You mean the three of us? Heh... I'd be happy to oblige."

Chapter 225 The sky is clear and the earth is clear

The three demons' gazes converged on one point.

The Fire Demon Saint Lord, the Water Demon Basha...

And then there's the Moon Demon, who has been manipulating the situation from the very beginning.

Zhou Lan smiled and glanced lightly at the Holy Lord and Basha.

Old Man, Tru, and Jackie Chan—Lope's handpicked henchmen have all fallen.

He was left all alone, surrounded by scrolls filling the sky.

Can we still fight?

Do you still dare to fight?

Lope closed her eyes.

He has done his best, he has given everything he could.