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

"This isn't right..." the orc muttered.

A large hand descended from the sky and landed on the face of the man.

Di Kui grabbed the other person, his face showing struggle and pain.

It couldn't escape from the Earth Demon's massive grasp, remaining unmoved no matter how the orcs tried to control it.

"Damn it!" the orc exclaimed.

Di Kui grabbed the cockpit and used his excessively thick fingers to pry open the exterior of the cockpit.

Then, he turned his face upside down and shook it up and down in his hand like he was shaking a bottle.

Inside the cockpit, the orc clutched the internal mechanical structure with a terrified expression.

After a bout of dizziness, he finally couldn't hold on and was thrown out by Di Kui.

It fell from a great height and landed on the ground without making a sound.

From beginning to end, the battle against the Earth Demon seemed a bit too easy.

Zhou Lan, who was not far away, took in all of this.

This was to be expected, even though the Earthly Demon's power had not fully recovered.

Because the current appearances are basically the most basic and ordinary appearances, their strength is indeed not strong.

No matter how powerful it is, it can only make noise on the surface of the earth.

Moreover, these orcs who drive the Face were created by the Spiral King Rogeron, and they have never possessed or are unable to possess the Spiral Force.

They're just tools.

In Zhou Lan's eyes, Di Kui had completely captured this face. He picked the other up on his own and then began digging a hole on the spot.

The Earth Demon was actually planning to take this captured honor back with him.

Ok.

He is indeed a pragmatic person.

Zhou Lan couldn't help but smile, then turned her gaze to her opponent.

Unfortunately.

His opponents, however, could not laugh.

Chapter 248 Crimson Lotus Conch Rock

The third orc was confused.

He witnessed the entire battle of the Earth Demon firsthand.

No.

Perhaps that didn't even qualify as a battle.

That simple yet despairing performance and method was just like an old lady on the street finding an abandoned mineral water bottle.

Seeing the prey, he took a couple of steps, stepped on it, and then casually tossed it into a snakeskin bag, as if it were nothing more than a carefree act.

Such simplicity makes it difficult to feel even the slightest rebellious thought.

The orcs were somewhat desperate.

Because he is most likely that mineral water bottle.

Weak, pitiful, and helpless.

The orc took a deep breath and turned to look at his opponent.

A guy floating in the air, who didn't look like a master to be trifled with.

But there is at least one thing that makes him feel fortunate.

The monster that carried away its companion's dignity left without even glancing at him.

So he doesn't need to worry about things like fighting two people at once.

The orc nervously scrutinized Zhou Lan.

Fortunately, at least the enemy he was facing was somewhat human.

Compared to the previous one, at least it doesn't look as much like a monster.

It probably won't change size in the same spot.

With a heavy heart, the orc made a decisive decision.

His companions were still calling for help, but he had to defeat the guy in front of him first before he could go and help his teammates.

"You have angered me, no, you have angered the Spiral King! No matter what, the next person to come will be someone you cannot accept!"

The orc was making threats, as if trying to bolster his courage.

"Oh?" Zhou Lan looked at him with interest. "And then?"

"And then... await your fate of destruction." The orc stumbled for a moment, then continued.

Zhou Lan shook her head, a smile involuntarily spreading across her face: "She's really... adorably stupid."

"You!" the orc gritted his teeth, clearly the other party hadn't understood what he was saying at all.

Inside the cockpit, he jerked the control stick, driving his face toward Zhou Lan.

He did not flee without a fight; at least his opponent still appeared small in size compared to him.

That's enough.

He pushed the control lever all the way to the limit, unleashing the power to its maximum.

But surprisingly, nothing happened.

Inside and outside his face, everything was quiet and normal, as if he hadn't done anything.

But how could that be!

"Get moving!" the orc cried anxiously, slamming his hand down on the interface in front of him.

In Zhou Lan's eyes, he looked like an old television set with static appearing on its screen.

He longed to fix this "television" that had somehow gone out of control, using his own methods.

If your last resort when faced with a broken television is to try hitting it, it means you're really out of options.

The orc slumped dazedly in the cockpit.

He didn't know what was wrong with him; his face was unresponsive, and he froze on the spot as if his computer had crashed.

But how could this thing possibly crash!

The orc looked desperately at the exterior of the face-shaped machine.

He suddenly realized that the Face wasn't truly unusable; its outer surface was trembling.

If you don't look closely, you can hardly notice its shaking.

This means that he successfully maximized the output power of his face.

But even under these circumstances, this face remained firmly imprisoned in place, unable to move.

There is only one possibility.

The orc's face suddenly showed fear as he looked outside the machine at the smiling figure.

"What did you do?" he asked in alarm.

"You don't need to know," Zhou Lan said softly.

Then, he slowly reached out his hand towards the face in front of him.

This is different from battles involving Earthly Demons or other forms of combat.

In this world, or rather, in the world of all mechs with the concept of being encased in iron and flesh.

He, the Moon Demon who wields the power of attraction and repulsion, possesses an extremely overpowered ability.

In most cases, he can bypass the aircraft and directly target the pilot whenever he wants.

Just like it is now.

Zhou Lan pointed her finger slightly downwards.

An invisible, immense force instantly descended upon the cockpit in front of them.

The orc didn't even have time to utter a final cry before he was pinned to the floor.

puff--

A soft sound.

And so it all came to an end.

Yet, the car's appearance remained completely undamaged.

Brand new, accident-free.

Zhou Lan clapped lightly and called out to the guy who was collecting the mineral water bottles.

The next second, right in front of me.

Suddenly, a large hole appeared at the foot of the car.

A hand reached out from the hole, grabbed the face of the driverless vehicle, and dragged it straight into the ground.

That was the giant hand of the Earth Demon.

In just a short while, two of the three magnificent aircraft on the battlefield disappeared without a trace.

Only the family that was originally at the front remained, lying on their backs with a snail-shaped rock embedded in their body.

The battle inside the machine was finally drawing to a close.

Kamina gained the upper hand, and seizing the opportunity, he retrieved the longsword he had just abandoned.

With a sharp tap, he struck the orc on the forehead, sending him to a peaceful sleep.

"Hahahaha! This face is mine now!"

Kamina laughed excitedly, kicked the orc aside, and sat down in the orc's previous seat with an air of familiarity.

He was in high spirits, and the techniques of manipulating facial expressions flowed into his heart like a gentle stream.

In reality, manipulating facial expressions doesn't require any special skills at all.

All that's left in the cockpit is the two control sticks on either side of the arms.

The mechs in this world are special; most of them move at will.

If one possesses spiral force, even the output power depends on the level of momentum affecting the spiral force, thus the spiral force propels the mech from another level.

From start to finish, all the driver needs to do is push the control lever.

It's very easy to use.

Kamina pushed the control stick, and the reddish-brown aircraft slowly rose from the ground and regained power.

It reached out and picked up the snail-shaped rock embedded in its body.

"Big brother!" Simon finally came to his senses and realized that Camina had succeeded.

He actually managed to humiliate the enemy.

"Hahaha Simon! I, Camina, finally have some dignity!"

"I knew you could do it!"

“That’s right!” Kamina struck a confident pose and declared boldly, “Gu Lian, the face of Kamina, the face of the Great Gu Lian!”

“Red Lotus… Snail Rock?” Simon murmured to himself.

"Very good, now! Let's wipe out the remaining two enemies!" Kamina said with great pride, scanning the surroundings.

Unexpected.

As he finished speaking and looked around with boundless pride, a gust of yellow sand swept across the battlefield, leaving it empty.