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

Simon has mastered the drill bit for the snail-shaped rock, and his digging speed has improved again.

With a whoosh, his figure disappeared underground.

"This guy, really, haha." Kamina looked at the hole in the ground and shrugged helplessly.

Immediately, his gaze fell naturally on Zhou Lan.

"You seem to have something to say." Zhou Lan gently stretched out the hem and edge of her sleeve, calmly meeting his gaze.

“I don’t know where you’re from or what your purpose is…” Camina started a conversation, “but at least you’ve been quite nice to Simon.”

"Really?" Zhou Lan smiled.

Kamina nodded. Surprisingly, he wasn't a complete brute most of the time, which gave Zhou Lan the impression that he was quite bold yet meticulous.

“You and that guy, our leader, are at least not from our race,” Kamina said.

“That’s not hard to tell.” Zhou Lan nodded slightly; you could tell just by looking at their appearance.

"It doesn't matter anymore." Camina leaned against the stone wall to the side, glancing sideways at the scenery in the distance.

This tiny village suddenly grew to more than a hundred times its original size, and it had become a super-large underground city.

“It’s changed so much,” Kamina exclaimed. “Actually, I don’t hate this place. What I hate is all the people who want to imprison me.”

“For example, the village chief, but he has changed now.”

"If anyone stands in our way and says something that's not allowed, I just want to beat them up and tell them that there's no place in this world that I, Kamina, can't go!"

"So that's the mentality."

"But after you came, the village improved, and the underground gangs united. You seem to know more than we do. Those who killed Dad's face are just minor characters. Who are the real enemies? Can I trust you?"

“Of course.” Zhou Lan nodded slowly. “I have always been known for my excellent reputation, and besides, we are now on the same page.”

"Then, who is the real enemy?" Kamina asked seriously.

“There are many enemies,” Zhou Lan said, “the Four Heavenly Kings, the Spiral King, and…”

"But the real enemy is still too far away from you and from us."

"It sounds like even someone as powerful as you lacks confidence, which isn't a good thing," Kamina laughed.

He declared boldly, "A true strongman should be fearless. Even if the enemy is incomparably powerful, he should still charge forward with passion. Even if he dies on the way, he must still bravely shout out his slogan!"

Zhou Lan was stunned for a moment.

He suddenly had an idea and asked, "Even if the enemy is terrifyingly powerful, can you maintain this mindset?"

Unlike the locals like Kamina, he truly knew just how powerful the Anti-Spiral Clan was, and that was why he meticulously planned his scheme.

“Of course!” Kami patted his chest. “Because that’s the kind of guy I am, Kami!”

Zhou Lan glanced at him: "The enemy is in another universe. The enemy is so powerful that even a quadrillion times your current self would not be able to face him."

"Oh?" Kamina became interested. He paused for a moment, which was uncharacteristic of him, before continuing, "What a thrilling opponent! I can't wait to see what he looks like."

He clenched his fist and said confidently, "Such a powerful guy, when I punch him hard in the face, it will feel really good."

……

Kamina laughed and left.

Zhou Lan finally understood what true imposing presence meant.

Perhaps only with such momentum can they truly defeat the Anti-Helix.

Camina passed this on to Simon in another way.

Looking at his retreating figure, Zhou Lan smiled.

It's not that he lacks confidence.

Even a powerful race like the Anti-Spiral had already planned for victory.

He willingly stayed here, a futile and time-wasting existence underground, simply waiting for a response.

"The so-called momentum is not just about being flamboyant."

Chapter 251 Far East Branch, Suppressing the Rebellion

A brief period of peace.

The underground kingdom, built on the original site of the village, is located in the far eastern branch of the administrative division of this planet planned by the Spiral King.

In fact, this place is quite far from the Spiral King's capital, Tepelin.

The message received by the Spiral King, far away in the capital, was also quite simple.

In the underground of the Far East branch, a group of Spiral Clan members have gathered together and are developing their power. Their numbers are unknown, but they probably consist of several small villages, both underground and above ground.

After all, there wasn't much else in that area, and the rebels on the ground were using firearms, which was worlds apart from Yanmian.

From the perspective of the ruler of the entire planet, this little trouble is nothing at all.

At most, it would be enough to leave it to the Far East branch to handle.

Given that the emperor is far away and the country is high up, this should be a normal judgment according to common sense.

Even though the Spiral King understood how terrifying the expansion of the Spiral Force was, no matter how much it developed, with only a few small villages, it would be difficult to withstand the cleansing of their faces.

But the problem lies in another information gap.

The existence of Di Kui is an unexpected exception.

Most of the Spiral race in this world live underground, but the Earth Demon has dug through the underground world of an entire continent in a very short time.

All the villages included in it were brought under its control.

In this special underground world, even Zhou Lanlai couldn't do as well as Di Kui.

Of course, there's one more thing.

Since the Spiral King chose to suppress all his fellow races underground, it means that not only the moon above his head, but also the eyes of the Anti-Spiral race, cannot monitor the situation underground.

Even he himself found it difficult to explore the underground world.

The existence of Di Kui changed everything.

The three faces were like pebbles that had been submerged in a lake; after a brief splash, they fell silent.

The Far East branch, which had been waiting for news of victory, was now in a state of confusion.

This means that the opponent's strength has reached a point where even three units of face cannot handle the situation.

“Lord Chimilov, perhaps we should handle this matter ourselves and not report it to Lord Spiral King for the time being.” A beastman said to the savage beastman in front of him who looked like a gorilla.

Chimilov of the Raging Waves, one of the Four Heavenly Kings under the command of the Spiral King.

The giant face "Da Yan Shan," possessing power far exceeding that of ordinary faces, is the size of an aircraft carrier that walks on land, or even larger.

"Do you think Lord Spiral King doesn't know?" Chimilov sneered. "All the faces suppressed on the ground are Lord Spiral King's own power, but..."

"This is indeed a minor matter. The Far East branch still has one more chance. If they fail, then I, Chimilov, will take care of it!"

The order, issued by Chimilov, one of the Four Heavenly Kings, reached the Far East branch.

Under this "importance," following the last location information marked on the three Faces, the captain of the Far East Division of the Human Sweeping Army, Bilaru, led more than a dozen Faces on the sweeping expedition.

It is worth mentioning that the power levels of the different faces vary considerably, and can generally be distinguished by the levels of those under the Spiral King's command.

The ordinary Faces are like the three Faces that were stolen before, but the Face piloted by Captain-level Vilaru can easily take on more than a dozen ordinary Faces when he gets serious.

Above them are the Four Heavenly Kings, such as Chimilov, whose Great Yanshan is equivalent to the combat power of the Yanshan Army. Just by moving his body, he can crush dozens of Yanshan.

In this world, big means strong, and big means truth.

Right now, the captain of the Far East branch of the Human Sweeping Army is leading an entire squad to their destination to carry out a mission to eliminate the rebels.

Unfortunately, by the time they reached the vicinity of the underground kingdom, a month had passed since the three Face planes lost contact.

A tall, grey-faced figure walked through the yellow sand, followed by Captain Vilar and his squad.

These ordinary faces only reached his waist compared to him, and most of them were of various shapes and sizes, looking somewhat clumsy.

“Lord Biraru,” one of the orcs called out, “It’s so quiet, the ground is completely empty.”

"Fool! The rebels are all hiding underground. Once we get to their location, we'll open the surface and drag them out!"

As Biraru spoke, he glanced at the map.

The location is fine; it's probably not far ahead.

He was extremely confident. He had seen countless Yanmen aircraft on the ground. Even if three Yanmen aircraft were lost or stolen by the other side, he could handle it all by himself.

"These guys only dare to hide underground, like rats. What skills could they possibly have?" Pilar snorted disdainfully.

Humans who don't even dare to peek out from the ground, how can they possibly have any momentum for development?

Even if they united several villages, it was just a matter of sticking together for warmth.

That's why the disappearance of those three planes was also very strange.

However, now that he's here, everything is much easier to discuss.

"Right here, let's dig down!" shouted the orc team member. "Their village must be right beneath our feet!"

Bilalu nodded, just about to give the order, when the ground suddenly began to shake.

"Yoho! Towards an unfettered tomorrow, to wipe out any enemy that dares to attack—that is the secret of us, Kamina and Simon!"

"No, that's right... Kamina and Simon's... secret technique!"

A red mask emerged from the ground, with a smaller mask, unlike any I'd ever seen before, perched on its shoulder.

"Captain, it's one of the three missing Faceships! They really did steal it!" an orc exclaimed.

Pilar's gaze fell on the crimson lotus that had risen from the ground.

That's right, this is one of the missing planes.

"Think you're so great just because you stole one ordinary aircraft? Heh, you mere human..." He sneered at Kamina, "Where are the other two? Come out together."

Upon receiving the combat message, Camina's Crimson Lotus and Simon's Spiral Rock were the first to arrive on the ground.

Kamina struck a pose, with a cloak behind him, a relic left behind by his father in the yellow sand.

"B-Big brother, there seem to be a lot of people on the other side..." Simon said fearfully after taking a look.

"Simon, don't be afraid. After all, we're just vanguards." Kamina laughed and looked at Vilaru. "Hey, you over there with two faces, do you even know what vanguard means?"

"The vanguard means there's a large force behind them!"

As soon as Kamina finished speaking, the ground trembled again.

One after another, dark holes appeared, and yellow sand and soil were shaken down.

It was surrounded by all directions, almost like some kind of launch pod.

Chapter 252 Receiving Our Brothers' Ultimate Skill

"Hey, what are these...?"

The orc army suddenly panicked.

A huge, deep hole appeared in the ground and surrounded them, just like the way Honglian had appeared earlier.

"Cheer up, I'm still here!" Bilaru tried to reassure the troops.

He was fearless, but there was a sense of confusion in his heart.

If each of these deep caves represents a mask, then the number of masks the enemy possesses is approaching the size of a small squad.

Where do these underground rats get their abilities?

The answer to the question in Bilaru's heart dates back to a month ago.

The underground nation, chanting the banner of our unity, completely merged with another village that had always maintained contact with the surface world.

Lituna Village.

It was the village where the gun-wielding girl named Yuko first came from.

In the original storyline, this village was full of talented people, and many of them were skilled at driving.