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

This feeling is somewhat similar to when Earth, under lockdown, was swallowed up by Po.

The entire world is filled with the aura of the Moon Demon, invisible and colorless, yet the Holy Lord senses it intensely.

After thinking for a long time, he could only shake his head helplessly.

Zhou Lan must have used some method, but with his current abilities, he is not yet able to see it completely.

The Holy Lord lay back down, closed his eyes to enjoy the servants' service, and murmured, "But... this is fine too."

He had just lain down when he immediately opened his eyes again, staring at the figure that had suddenly appeared before him.

"Brother...you're back?" the Holy Lord asked in surprise.

As the fire demon energy rose and recovered, he could sense that the long-standing problem had been solved the instant the moon demon aura enveloped the entire territory.

Although I don't know what method it's used for.

He just hadn't expected Zhou Lan to return so quickly.

"Are you curious?" Zhou Lan asked the Holy Lord with a smile.

"Of course." The Holy Lord dismissed his servants and nodded.

“I obtained an extremely vast and magical power from another world. Now I have divided that power to nourish and envelop the entire world.”

The Holy Lord's eyes slowly widened.

How great is the power that can cover an entire world?

But the first thing the Holy Lord thought of was not anything else, but hurriedly asked, "Wouldn't that weaken yourself?"

“Good question.” Zhou Lan smiled. “That’s not the case.”

He looked up at the sky and said slowly, "It's just like the nebula-level alien energy I obtained when I took you to that world. It's just that the storage location is different. Whether to recycle it or not is entirely up to my personal will."

Zhou Lan shifted her gaze and looked back at the Holy Lord: "In a sense, I am now equivalent to the universe itself, except that I do not occupy your place."

The Holy Lord suddenly realized, smiled, and said, "I understand."

“A portion of power is taken out and deposited in a bank called the universe, and our world, which was originally overdrawn, is now nourished by the interest from this power.”

"Smart," Zhou Lan praised with satisfaction.

For Zhou Lan, he simply took out the Cosmic Body of Spiral Force and nurtured it in this world, controlling it at will.

It was somewhat beneficial to him personally, though not much.

As for the Holy Lord, his only concern was that Zhou Lan would sacrifice herself to give back to the world.

However, it doesn't seem to be the case at present, so he has nothing to worry about.

But the next moment, the Holy Lord suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said, "Doesn't that mean that we are now living in your body, brother?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Lan paused for a moment.

"If you insist on saying it that way, then there's no problem." He nodded, which was taken as agreement.

The Holy Lord smiled inexplicably and lay back down.

"It's fine." After a long pause, he finally managed to say it. Even Zhou Lan didn't understand what he meant and thought he was worried.

“Don’t worry, I’m just essentially reintegrating and covering this universe, there won’t be any other problems,” he added. “At least within the Earth and Moon, there won’t be any problems.”

Transforming oneself into the universe—this power has exceeded the Holy Lord's imagination, but it seems still acceptable.

After all, the elder brother's strength is also their strength.

That's what it means to be of the same blood and share the same roots.

"Brother, you're overthinking it. I wasn't thinking about that. I just find it quite strange," the Holy Lord said lazily.

"Your presence permeates the world. That's good, at least even if your true form leaves, a sense of security will still be everywhere."

Zhou Lan choked for a moment.

What kind of talk is that?

It restores a sense of security.

Looking across the entire world, who can hurt his younger brother?

Does this word have even the slightest connection to the devil?

However, this way, we can isolate ourselves from all the changes in the original world.

Even if another Lopez were to emerge and write history to the brink of ruin, it wouldn't make a difference.

Because the power that surrounds the whole world is Zhou Lan's own spiral force.

Even if Zhou Lan wanted to, the other party wouldn't be able to find the historical records of time.

Perhaps on the other side of the universe, who knows?

Zhou Lan smiled and turned her back.

Although his method of covering the universe is not a perfect solution, it is the best method available at present.

Spiral force is a double-edged sword.

An infinitely expanding force will eventually destroy the entire universe.

This is just the beginning. Zhou Lan has only just introduced the spiral force into this world, and it is still far from the limits of expansion and destruction.

The premise is that Zhou Lan doesn't use it recklessly.

Of course, if he really encounters a formidable opponent, he can draw out this cosmic body at will.

After all, if you use it in other worlds, it won't expand into your own world anymore.

For this reason, considering the nature of spiral force, Zhou Lan still decided to act according to her original plan.

Having finally been brought back to life, he certainly didn't want to blow the world up again.

"The myriad realms are quite interesting," he chuckled.

Then a brand new door opened, and golden light shone through.

This door does not lead to the world of Di Kui, but to another, entirely new place.

"By the way, who's next?" The Holy Lord's voice came from behind.

He already knew the process and understood that Zhou Lan was planning to go to another world to obtain power, corresponding to the power of one of her brothers and sisters.

Zhou Lan looked back, her gaze piercing through space, looking straight at hell.

In hell, everything is laid bare.

The demon Ximu, chasing after the two orbs of soul light, suddenly stopped.

He scratched his head in confusion: "Strange, why do I always feel like someone is watching me..."

Ximu looked up at the sky, his tone suddenly tinged with excitement and joy.

"Is that you, boss?"

Chapter 291 The Sky? Or Magic?

The next demon to be released.

It is the demon of heaven, Ximu.

Zhou Lan had many thoughts about Ximu.

Because of the wear and tear of hell, Ximu is now lacking in many things.

Zhou Lan had given this matter considerable thought.

He is the Heavenly Demon among the eight great demons, and also the eighth brother who suffered the most damage.

His original power was the first to be severely damaged.

The most basic and fundamental power of the Heavenly Demon is to control celestial phenomena, but Ximu can no longer control large-scale celestial phenomena.

Secondly, Westwood, once one of the three greatest demon wizards, has almost completely forgotten his magical talents.

Unlike Zhou Lan or the Holy Lord who can release spells at will, it is still unknown whether west Mu can even remember the most basic magic.

Only by restoring the power of the origin and recalling all the magic from ancient times can one be considered to have returned to the peak of the Heavenly Demon.

Of course, there might be another way.

Since I've forgotten all the magic I used to know, it's not impossible to learn it again.

After all, when Zhou Lan's soul had just been released from prison, she was able to study all the contemporary Qi magic in her father's antique shop in half an afternoon.

The devil's talents are unparalleled.

Zhou Lan naturally had no doubt about west Mu's talent.

However, before that, he decided to release Ximu first.

There are many authorities that can replace the Heavenly Demon; most powerful beings that can fly can meet this requirement.

It simply depends on whether Zhou Lan needs to step in and slightly strengthen the situation.

Stepping through the doorway, Zhou Lan had already decided on her goal.

One door connects two worlds, and the scene before my eyes changes rapidly.

White clouds drifted past, and a vast, boundless continent appeared before my eyes.

A flood of information came to mind.

This world is called Aslant.

The continent beneath their feet is called Ishgar.

Across the continent, various kingdoms stand side by side. Meanwhile, in this magical world, humans who possess an endless array of magical skills have formed their own guilds.

Zhou Lan's gaze passed over the clouds and landed on the mainland.

"The magical world, a fascinating place."

He plummeted rapidly, falling from a great height to the ground in the blink of an eye. Dust followed the impact of his arrival and drifted away, and he floated freely in the air.

The story of this world.

It's called Fairy Tail.

Magic is everywhere on the continent, and even ordinary people here can mostly use a few spells.

The air was filled with an invisible, abundant magical energy, making it a pleasant place for demons skilled in magic.

But this wasn't what Zhou Lan was looking for for the time being.

He needs to find a dragon and, incidentally, borrow its power to help him with a small favor.

In this world, one of the most powerful forms of magic is the Dragon Slayer Magic, taught to humans by dragons.

These Western dragon-like creatures are the most powerful life forms in the world.

Unfortunately, on a certain day several years ago, all the dragons disappeared.

The culprit lies in the target Zhou Lan is searching for—

Wings of despair, feathers of the end, soaring through the sky, the ultimate dragon that annihilates all dragons.

It is also almost the strongest in the world.

A black dragon named Acnologia.

This black dragon is practically the strongest being in this world. He was once human, but was betrayed by his closest dragon friends.

He then developed his own dragon-slaying magic, eventually transforming himself into a black dragon. In history, he once single-handedly slayed ten thousand other dragons.

However, he has now become somewhat insane and bloodthirsty.

Zhou Lan looked around in all directions, trying to sense the aura of the black dragon Acnologia.

Logically speaking, the other party should be traveling around this world right now, searching for anything related to dragons, or even dragon-slaying mages, to kill.

After a moment, his gaze slowly lowered.

Along the road beneath his feet, a simple carriage slowly approached.

The carriage slowly came to a stop in front of Zhou Lan, and a pretty girl in a short skirt emerged from it, waving at Zhou Lan: