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

"Just like that guy himself, very ordinary." He activated the Sky Codex, and wisps of translucent wind drifted out from it.

The obedient girls surrounded him.

"Storm Wall." He tried to use wind magic like Erigor did, and wisps of wind obediently surrounded him, forming a wind wall for protection.

He has completely mastered Erigor's wind magic.

Thanks to his past experience as a demon wizard, his perspective and power gave him a commanding view of the world's magic, which posed little challenge for Westwood.

Even moments after he absorbed Eligoll's magic, he had almost completely absorbed the opponent's wind magic.

Now he can control it with ease, and even Eric Gor himself would have a hard time matching his skill.

Although that guy himself can't come.

Ximu sighed: "If we give such magic to Xiaofeng as a release gift from prison, he'll be laughed at."

He thought helplessly.

He didn't simply absorb this wind magic to strengthen himself; he also intended to collect a gift for Xiaofeng upon his release from prison.

The result was rather unsatisfactory in terms of intensity.

At its peak, Xiaofeng's every breath was far more powerful than this.

“I think there must be many other holders of wind magic in this world. We can borrow them one by one,” Zhou Lan suggested.

Unlike the somewhat rigid spells of the original world, the magic in this world is quite specialized and flexible.

It's just a rigid thing, but its power is terrifying; it's often a product of deliberate design.

While the other type has more variety and combat methods, its power is not as great as that of the spell.

"Good idea." Ximu's eyes lit up. "If we collect all the wind magic in this world, that should be enough."

He paused for a moment, then immediately added, "Of course, there's also the lightning attribute."

Zhou Lan smiled and said, "There's also the matter between China and the Soviet Union."

“Of course!” Ximu raised his head. “That guy may have a fiery temper, but he’s not unpleasant.”

Zhou Lan understood and nodded slightly.

Although the eight siblings are all related by blood, their relationships still vary in closeness and distance.

Just like the Fire Demon Shendu and the Water Demon Basha, they didn't have much in common.

He is also one of the few demons whose release from prison did not involve the Holy Lord in greeting him.

The same applies to Ximu, the demon of heaven.

He had a very good relationship with the Wind Demon Xiaofeng and the Thunder Demon Zhongsu.

Generally speaking, it is a relationship in which the powers of each other are mutually integrated.

The demon Ximu manipulates the heavens, while Xiaofeng and Zhongsu, who control wind and thunder, complement Ximu to some extent, and their power was originally one and the same.

“Those two aren’t in a hurry,” Zhou Lan said.

Howling Wind is the demon that has suffered the least damage from Hell. Its power may have been worn down, but its mind is still clear.

When Zhou Lan returned from the One Piece world, Zhong Su had already brought him a supplement containing the power of thunder.

Relying on that supplement, he spent his days in hell as the master, electrocuting the other immortal gods. Compared to his previous life, which was monotonous for thousands of years, he was now living a relatively happy life.

Zhou Lan strongly agreed with Xi Mu's plan to prepare gifts for Xiao Feng and Zhong Su upon their release from prison.

Simply put, in this world, the power of the elements is far too easy to find.

If I remember correctly, Fairy Tail has one lightning-attribute magic.

Thinking of this, Zhou Lan turned around.

A blond boy's cloak swept past his line of sight.

"Hmph, Grandpa's really getting old. He can pull any kind of guy into the guild." The boy snorted disdainfully and turned to leave.

Chapter 312 is all?

Who was that guy just now?

Ximu also noticed the young man who had been looking down at them from the beginning.

He seemed incredibly arrogant.

The other party exuded a magical power somewhat similar to Natsu's, but the attributes were different.

He must also be a Dragon Slayer Mage.

“Laxus,” Zhou Lan said, “one of the five S-class mages in Fairy Tail, the rebellious grandson of Makarov, and the Thunder Dragon Slayer Mage.”

"I see." Ximu raised the corners of his mouth. "That sounds pretty good. You actually dared to stare at me with hostility."

"Don't worry about it." Zhou Lan smiled and shook her head.

Young people are impulsive and rebellious. This guy will soon turn against his own guild. When that happens, it will be enough to take advantage of the opportunity to collect some Thunder Dragon Slayer Magic.

Ximu nodded: "I've got it."

Just then, a loud bang suddenly came from the sky above the Fairy Tail guild.

Ximu's expression changed.

Looking up, several thick iron pillars descended from the sky, piercing through the guild's roof and embedding themselves deep into the floor as if being tortured.

In the blink of an eye, the guild's building was pierced through.

"Enemy attack!" A noisy shout came from the guild, and the members who had been absentmindedly drinking and bragging suddenly went into battle mode.

A moment later, apart from a few scattered pieces of roof debris falling, there was no further sound.

"Is anyone hurt?" The guild's veterans began checking the damage.

At the same time, a question arose in everyone's minds.

Who on earth is so bold as to openly provoke and destroy the guild's gathering point?

"The guild leader is not in the guild right now. We'll report this to him when he returns..."

A cacophony of noises rose and fell.

In the corner, next to an iron pillar, Ximu stood quietly in place.

As the attack came, an iron pillar fell from above his head, but he managed to pull it away with a gravity spell he reacted to on the fly.

“I can smell the other person’s scent,” Ximu said, emphasizing each word.

The attacker's presence had vanished in a flash, but he had still managed to catch it.

Not far from the Fairy Tail guild, on the street, Gajeel the Iron Dragon took one last look at his masterpiece.

He had spiky black hair and a face full of nails; the attack just now was his doing.

With a snap of his fingers, Gajeel lazily left a sentence and casually strolled away to the other end of the street.

"Phantom Lord, greetings to Fairy Tail guild, hahahaha."

With his hands in his pockets, Gajiru strolled along the street.

He paused, then suddenly stopped on the side of the street, an impatient expression on his face.

"So they did catch up after us after all? You Fairy Tail trash." He looked down at the end of the street with disdain.

A slightly thin figure folded its wings and descended from the sky.

Ximu stared expressionlessly at the instigator he had stopped.

As a demon and a newcomer to the guild, he didn't feel any particular sense of belonging.

But just then, by sheer coincidence, an iron pillar was aimed directly at him.

"You troublemaker, you almost hit me just now," Ximu said coldly.

"Oh?" Gajeel's face showed an exaggerated expression. "That's a pity. I thought I could pin you under the iron pillar."

He spread his hands, looking completely indifferent.

Phantom Lord.

A mage guild on par with Fairy Tail, whose guild master Joseph and Makarov are both members of the Ten Wizard Saints.

Iron Dragon, also known as the Iron Dragon Slayer Mage, is one of the strongest elemental mages in the guild, and is called the strongest man "the ruler of Phantoms" by its guild leader, Joseph.

"Do I have to apologize to you?" Gajeel's face showed an arrogant expression.

He stood with his feet apart, seemingly ready for battle.

Glancing sideways at the rooftops of the buildings along the street, Zhou Lan was floating gracefully above the street.

"Tch, another one's chasing after us," Gajeel muttered under his breath.

Zhou Lan stood with her hands behind her back, smiling as she looked at Ximu and Gajiru standing on either side of the street.

“I’m the referee,” he said with a smile.

With a palm extended and pressed down, the octagonal cage constructed from the power of gravity instantly took shape.

If Ximu is angry, then he should let it out.

As the older brother, he couldn't let the enemy escape.

"Then I'll beat you up first, then I'll beat up that guy in the sky. That way, you'll understand what I mean." Gajiru pointed at Ximu and spouted nonsense.

"As a price, I'll take your magic." Ximu remained unmoved by Gajeel's provocation.

Compared to Gajeel himself, it was his magic that interested Ximu more.

"Iron Dragon Slayer Magic..." Ximu murmured with interest.

"Arrogant!" Gajeel flashed towards Ximu on the other side, launching the first attack.

In the Phantom Lords guild, he almost never lost; he was always the one stepping on others' heads, and no one ever dared to even think about him.

His right arm transformed into an iron pillar of iron element, and before he even arrived, the shadow of the iron pillar lunged at Ximu.

This is his fighting style: transforming his body into iron element similar to that of an iron dragon, making him indestructible and extremely defensive.

"Kneel down!" The Sky Codex trembled, and gravity magic, manipulated by Ximu, descended upon the street in an instant.

It also descended upon the body of the iron dragon Gajeel.

His outstretched arm, reaching out to strike the iron pillar, was forcibly restrained and fell to the ground.

His body also suddenly sank downwards.

“Interesting.” Gajeel raised an eyebrow, forcefully resisting the pressure of gravity, and stomped down, assuming the same stance as Natsu when releasing magic.

His intentions couldn't be clearer.

The combat skills of Dragon Slayer Mages are all the same; the only difference is the element they use.

He was about to unleash a roar.

"Let's finish this quickly. I don't want to be caught up by the other trash in your guild."

In that instant, the Azure Sky Codex flew to Ximu's front, unleashing a torrent of wind-attribute magic.

At the same time, Gajeel's magic also took shape, with magic circles appearing on both sides.

"The Roar of the Iron Dragon—"

"Stormwall!" Westwood exclaimed softly. "And, Emerald Swift!"

The translucent wind split in two, one forming a protective wind wall around Ximu, while the other roared towards Gajeel.

"It's no use, you can't stop me!" Gajeel roared.

A roaring beam of light, like shattered iron filings, erupted from his mouth, scraping off layers of plaster from the houses on both sides of the street, leaving them mottled and jagged.

The entire street was almost filled with the roar of this dragon-slaying magic.

As expected, Emerald Swift and Iron Dragon Roar collided with each other, shattering after only a moment.

west Mu brought his palms together, and a magical light screen instantly swept across the entire street.

Gajeel's roar was forcibly stopped, and he turned into a sheep.