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

"Four minutes, and you pass," Zhou Lan said calmly.

Being able to defeat Laxus in four minutes is an unimaginable feat.

Although this guy is arrogant, he does have the right to be arrogant to some extent.

“There’s no way around it.” Ximu spread his hands helplessly. “Using all the magic at once always requires charging up.”

He sounded exhausted, but if you didn't see his still relaxed face, you would think he was the one who did all the work.

If Acnologia, the Black Dragon, could see this scene, he would probably feel indignant about his remains.

In sight, the once unruly Thunder Dragon Slayer Mage Laxus raised his bewildered head, looking around in confusion as if searching for something.

Ximu often hopped a step, raised his heel and swung it in front of him.

"Who...are you...?" Laxus asked, his face full of confusion and his eyes filled with childlike naiveté.

"Hey, stop pretending, big guy." Ximu kicked him.

"Ouch, that hurts—" Laxus rubbed his arm.

"Ah, this..." west Mu seemed to have discovered something, and looked at Zhou Lan with some helplessness.

"Damn it, he's like a baby who just crawled out of the womb, what do we do, boss?" west Mu stared at Zhou Lan, "He seems to have been knocked stupid by me."

Zhou Lan pursed her lips and nodded.

Whether she's pretending to be stupid or not, she can't escape his eyes.

Unfortunately, it's true.

Ximu's execution of that ancient demon wizard's move was far too violent.

“It looks like the shock damaged his brain,” Zhou Lan analyzed. “Or perhaps he subconsciously didn’t want to face his failure and chose another way to escape.”

When someone who has never accepted failure, who is always arrogant and aloof, suddenly faces such a massive blow of defeat, anything can happen.

Laxus is currently in this situation.

He couldn't accept his defeat in a direct fight with Ximu, especially since Ximu's move just now was rather violent.

He shut down his rebellious side.

"You...are you here to save me?" Laxus raised his head and suddenly moved closer to Ximu.

"Oh no, stay away from me!" Ximu quickly jumped aside, staring at Laxus with suspicion.

"Damn it, have you forgotten? It was I who just beat you up," Ximu said seriously.

Laxus suddenly chuckled foolishly: "You must be joking. It should be me who beats you up!"

He looked around, his eyes filled with genuine amazement, and looked at his fist: "My God, it seems I beat you up pretty badly just now. Am I really that strong?"

"..." Ximu suddenly didn't know what to say.

He really wanted Laxus to look in the mirror and see his pathetic state, to see who had just been beaten up.

But clearly, there's no need to argue with a "fool".

No, rather than being a fool, he's more like a bewildered child, only a bit bigger.

"It looks much better than before." Ximu looked Laxus up and down.

At least his eyes look much more genuine.

"Anyway, it turns out I have a talent for educating the younger generation," Ximu said with self-admiration.

Zhou Lan was speechless at this sight. He turned and walked away, reminding him, "The matter has been resolved, and the culprit has been..."

He glanced at Laxus and said, "Hmm... back to basics. Go and release the others."

"Okay, boss, I'll do whatever you say!" west Mu followed Zhou Lan excitedly.

A moment later, he suddenly turned around with a look of forbearance: "Hey, stop following me, big guy."

"Why?" Laxus innocently looked up.

“Give me your magic!” Ximu stretched out his hand and waved his palm.

"Oh, okay." Laxus instinctively mobilized his magic, and a wisp of golden lightning shot out, landed in Ximu's palm, circled around, and was absorbed by the Sky Codex.

"Alright, you can go now." west Mu waved his hand impatiently and continued to follow Zhou Lan closely.

"Why?" Laxus followed closely behind, his face full of confusion and bewilderment.

"Oh, damn it!" Ximu clutched his head, looking at Zhou Lan with a pleading expression. "Boss, he seems to be bothering me. What should I do? I don't think I'm very good at dealing with these idiots."

Zhou Lan forced a smile: "Whatever you want, you can bury him anywhere."

"It sounds alright, but the crucial question is, why does Lord Ximu feel a hint of reluctance?"

As Ximu spoke, he glanced at the innocent-looking Laxus, "I swear to the Demon of Heaven, I've beaten him to this pulp."

Zhou Lan said, "It's no use swearing to yourself. You should go find Makarov and tell him that you beat his grandson to a pulp."

“I almost forgot, this guy is Makarov’s grandson. Great, I have an idea.” Ximu had a flash of inspiration.

He was never the kind of bloodthirsty demon.

Stunning Laxus was enough of a punishment. Once his interest was over, he didn't want to have any more fun with this guy, especially since he was nominally a member of Fairy Tail.

then.

After the dark text magic that bound Makarov was broken...

Makarov was completely stunned when he saw his grandson Lagusas again.

He had imagined many possible outcomes.

But I never thought of this kind of thing.

Makarov remained silent for a long, long time, seemingly having engaged in numerous internal struggles.

But in the end, they all broke down after Laxus looked at him and asked, "Who are you?"

After several attempts to speak but falling silent, Makarov finally said, "That's it..."

"Consider it his punishment, the consequence of his rebellion."

He couldn't bear to face it and turned away, wanting to leave, but Ximu called out to him, "Old man, what am I supposed to do?"

Makarov turned around and looked at Lagusas, who was following closely beside Simu like a loyal dog.

And that innocent, childlike smile on the other person's face.

He also wanted to ask himself what to do, but he couldn't bring himself to ask.

Makarov was torn between his inner thoughts and his own, and he was also very curious about how Simu had managed to do it.

But with Zhou Lan there, he really couldn't speak.

One son, betrayed by Ivan; one grandson, who wanted to rebel against the guild; and now this is how he is.

Makarov stood rooted to the spot, regretting that he hadn't been able to break free from the prison of the dark text.

He was old; Poriuska had told him long ago that his health was failing and he didn't have much time left.

Seemingly noticing Makarov's embarrassment, Zhou Lan said to him with a half-smile:

"If that doesn't work, just create another account."

It's obvious that this one can't be relied on.

Chapter 343 is here to welcome you.

Are you really going to make this decision?

Inside the Fairy Tail guild, Makarov looked at Ximu and Zhou Lan in front of him and asked.

He knew this day would come, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

Looking around, Fairy Tail was already a mess, thanks to Ximu.

His great strength caused a miracle, almost instantly destroying most of the base, but in any case, it was out of "good intentions." Makarov really had nothing to say about stopping Laxus.

Although the guild was in a dilapidated state, and although the grandson had been beaten senseless and expelled from the guild, life still had to go on.

Recruiting new members and rebuilding the guild is of course the top priority.

But at this critical juncture, Simu submitted his resignation to Makarov.

“Of course, I think I’m good enough,” Ximu said.

His decision to leave was not made overnight. This guild was not suitable for him, and demons were not good at talking about human relationships and camaraderie with ordinary people, or even mages.

“Well, it looks like we’ll meet again,” Makarov replied in a deep voice.

Having lived most of his life, he knew what Ximu was going to do.

The Grand Magic Tournament, whose influence is about to cover the entire continent, is about to begin, and Ximu Dadi wants to create his own guild.

They will meet again then.

The only difference is that the guild has been replaced by the training ground.

As the sun set, Zhou Lan and west Mu's figures receded into the distance against the light.

Stepping out of Fairy Tail's gate signifies the birth of a brand new guild.

As for the other demon, Zhou Lan, she naturally fully supported west Mu's decision.

As the examiner, he only assessed one aspect of Laxus's rebellion.

That is, does Ximu currently possess the strength to become the leader of all contemporary guilds?

Clearly, Ximu's performance in the battle provided Zhou Lan with a sufficiently satisfactory answer.

"To be honest, I'm a little reluctant to part with it."

As the guild members watched Ximu's retreating figure, a series of images flashed through their minds.

From the moment this guy first joined the guild until now, we've been through quite a lot together.

This group of people are easily moved, which is why they came together.

"Although we didn't quite fit in, we were still in the same guild, no matter what."

"...That's right, and we got through this crisis thanks to him..."

The sounds rose and fell, carrying a hint of reluctance.

Just then, Ximu suddenly stopped and turned around, saying, "If you guys want to keep this as a memento, why don't you each give me a portion of magic power?"

He spoke sincerely, his expression seemed to show a hint of emotion, and his eyes flickered slightly.

Hearing Ximu's words, Zhou Lan was also stunned for a moment, looking at her younger brother in surprise.

How could he not have imagined that his youngest brother had such a clever mind?

It seems that the damage inflicted on him by hell has slowly dissipated as he gathers magic and gradually recovers his strength.

When Ximu's voice reached everyone's ears, many people nodded thoughtfully.

"That seems to work too. It's just a little bit of magic, and it'll be back in the time it takes to have a drink."

"That's right, it wouldn't be too much to repay the debt."

"Here you go!" Gray shouted, slamming his right fist into his outstretched left palm. "Ice Shaping Magic!"

An ice arrow shot towards Ximu, instantly plunging into the vortex of the Sky Codex.

In a way, Westwood indirectly helped him during the Phantom Lord event.

"Oh, thank you so much." Ximu smiled.

With one person taking the lead, the members of Fairy Tail no longer hesitated and unleashed their signature magic.

For a time, the guild was ablaze with color and dazzling brilliance.

Ximu swallowed hard, trying to suppress a smile.

Beams of magic of different colors poured into his embrace and entered the Scripture of the Azure Sky.

"That's it, let's part amicably!" people waved and shouted.

"See you next time then." Ximu grinned.