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

“That’s right. Although it will be quite a long time before that rune takes effect, we can go and take a look first. If you are interested in the power of the rune, you can also raise it first.”

“Sounds good, but I’m more interested in taking control of that city now,” Xiaofeng said with amusement.

His idea was simple.

Since we're already here, let's take over the territory first.

Almost every demon thought this way, except for that battle-crazed Holy Lord.

“The upper city of Piltover is primarily focused on researching Hextech, a powerful force for ordinary people. However, it seems other forces are also eyeing this city right now,” Zhou Lan said slowly.

He pondered for a moment.

If I remember correctly, besides the locals of the two cities, there is another conquering force in Runeterra that has also set its sights on Piltover.

Noxus.

A nation that loves conquest seems to want to install a puppet of power here.

"That sounds a bit troublesome," Xiaofeng suddenly sighed.

Before Zhou Lan could explain or respond, he said to himself, "The enemy must be very strong. I just used my demonic energy and I'm a bit tired. I'm afraid it won't be easy for me to deal with them."

Zhou Lan glanced at Xiao Feng silently.

He couldn't see where Xiaofeng was tired. In his opinion, Xiaofeng had indeed put in some effort to expel the poisonous fog, but it was still a long way from what he called being tired.

But Zhou Lan didn't expose him; instead, she waited for his next words.

As expected, Xiaofeng spoke up, feigning a sigh, "It seems... we still need to find a helper."

At this point, Zhou Lan understood perfectly. Just as he was about to speak, Xiao Feng quickly added, "But I don't want you to be too busy, brother. It seems we can only call on our other brothers and sisters. I believe they will understand."

After going around in circles, he finally revealed his true purpose.

Zhou Lan stared at him silently.

After a long pause, he nodded and agreed, saying, "That makes sense. I don't know why, but I'm tired too."

During their conversation, the two demons arrived at the border between Zaun and Piltover.

On the bridge connecting the two cities, the side closer to Piltover is suspended high and not lowered.

A bridge severed the connection between the upper and lower parts of the city.

“Bridges can stop humans, but they can’t stop birds.” Zhou Lan said, as she and Xiao Feng floated across the dividing line and stood on the bridge closer to Piltover.

"Who goes there? Stop!" A shout immediately rang out.

The law enforcement officers and guards, dressed in blue uniforms and wearing caps, noticed the two figures and immediately called out to them.

Zhou Lan squinted and looked down; the other person looked somewhat familiar.

Not long ago, when the Bluebird led him across the sky to Zaun, it seemed that these were the same few law enforcement officers.

It seems like I haven't changed shifts yet.

If it were any other individual with extraordinary strength, these law enforcement officers would probably have been reduced to ashes by now.

Fortunately, the Moon Demon doesn't hold grudges.

On the bridge, the law enforcement officers looked up at the sky.

A colleague approached, tugged at the guard who had spoken, and whispered in his ear, "Something's not right. Why are those two flying in the sky?"

"Of course I know this is wrong, and I need to report it immediately."

“I understand. What I mean is that your tone was too harsh just now. I mean, they can all fly now, why are you provoking them, do you understand?” the law enforcement officer said cautiously.

He sensed that his colleagues seemed to be somewhat oblivious to the situation.

It's obvious the other person isn't normal, so don't speak to them like you used to talk to people from the lower city.

If they anger the other side, and the officials above them laugh and make peace, it's still the frontline guards who will suffer the consequences.

But it was clear that his colleagues didn't seem to understand how fear was written.

Instead, he continued to shout righteously, "Go and inform the others, I'll take care of this!"

Having said that, he turned his head and looked up again, saying sternly, "Unfamiliar intruders, this is Piltover. I see you came from the lower town. Forgive my bluntness..."

"No one from Zaun is allowed in!"

He raised his hand in refusal.

"Oh no, we're doomed!" Xiaofeng exclaimed in shock.

"What's wrong?" the guard asked, puzzled.

"We're already inside, so what do we do?" Xiaofeng scratched his head, looking troubled.

“Then please leave.” The guard took a step forward, his hand gripping his weapon tightly, seemingly ready to use force at any moment.

"Hiss, we've run into trouble." Xiaofeng shook his head helplessly. "There's no other way but to leave it at that."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Lan glanced at Xiao Feng, who was also at a loss.

Sure enough, Xiaofeng reached out and pulled out the wisp of moon demonic energy that Zhou Lan had given him.

He was out of options, so he could only call on people to reminisce—no, to call on people to help him.

A call echoed through the doors.

It easily pierced through the barriers between worlds, resounding in the ears of demons in other worlds.

For an instant.

In the original world, the Holy Lord was so shocked that he sat up abruptly from his deathbed.

"So fast! That world is so dangerous?!" His mind raced, but a look of joy appeared on his face.

The Speed ​​Force was pushed to its limit in an instant; in the blink of an eye, it swept past Ximu, who was eager to make his move.

"Again?" Ximu wailed.

"Hmph, my brother, you're still too slow." The Holy Lord reached out and pressed Ximu down, throwing him backward.

Flames immediately erupted from his body, evaporating the water flow from Basha who had silently approached him.

Amidst the rising steam, Basha's unwilling screams could be heard.

"Excuse me," the Holy Lord said.

Chapter 472 Can I still be fooled?

The Holy Lord has exerted his power.

The Holy Lord has triumphed!

His dragon claws pressed firmly against the golden door, a smirk playing on his lips as he glanced sideways at his brothers and sisters who had failed to snatch it from him.

A confident and proud smile appeared on his face.

"Excuse my bluntness, my brothers and sisters, you still need to practice, hahaha!"

The Holy Lord is giving his victory speech.

"Looks like it's my turn this time. I'm sure that guy from Zhongsu didn't achieve any real victory last time, but I... I'm different..."

As he spoke, the Holy Lord's eyes flickered, his gaze shining brightly as he looked towards the other side of the doorway.

He muttered to himself, "I'm really looking forward to it. I hope my opponent on the other side can give me a good time..."

Having said that, he went straight into the doorway.

the other side.

On the bridge connecting Piltover and Zaun, the Enforcer guard stared bewildered at the golden gate that had suddenly appeared before him not long ago.

The door appeared out of nowhere, as if something extraordinary was about to emerge from it.

The companion who had given him the friendly advice earlier had already gone to the inner city to inform him, leaving him alone to face the potential enemy.

Before long, a familiar aura wafted out from the doorway.

This also means that a demon has seized the opportunity.

Yes, Zhou Lan already knew.

He understood the nature of these guys; where Xiaofeng couldn't see, the other six demons had probably already been fighting and scrambling for it.

However, Zhou Lan didn't care.

That's fine too; it adds a bit of fun to their long, boring lives.

It seems that the Holy Lord has seized this opportunity this time.

As a pure battle maniac, Zhou Lan could almost imagine the Holy Lord's expression just by glancing at their enemy.

Without the slightest hesitation, he was already planning how to comfort his dejected, battle-crazed younger brother.

"It's the Holy Lord's aura, I can feel it," Xiaofeng suddenly whispered. "It's been such a long time."

The moment he finished speaking, while the law enforcement officers and guards were still pondering what the Holy Lord was.

Suddenly, a ferocious green dragon claw emerged from the door and gripped the edge of it firmly.

The guard took a step back in astonishment.

No, no, no.

Before he could react, what appeared next from the door was the ferocious dragon head of the Holy Lord, radiating a fiery, uncontrollable heat.

His entire dragon body was thus forced out of the door.

"Ah, the aura of this brand new and perfect other world..." He exclaimed the first thing he did upon appearing.

He spotted Zhou Lan and Xiao Feng, but instead of greeting them, he glanced around with a cold look.

Putting aside the matter of greetings, he was there for the thrill of the fight, purely for the sake of this plate of vinegar-wrapped dumplings.

"Where are my enemies? I'm ready to strike." The Holy Lord asked with great excitement and eagerness.

He was completely unaware that the law enforcement officer guarding him was an ordinary mortal.

The moment the Holy Lord descended, his aura had already overwhelmed this mortal, forcing him to sit on the ground, his hands bracing against the ground as he staggered backward, feeling utterly weak and powerless.

He didn't want it to be this way, but the oppressive feeling brought by the Holy Lord was simply too great.

In this world, in the progressive city of Piltover, magic is something almost unattainable.

Not to mention beings like the Holy Lord.

He descended in his true form.

The law enforcement guards watched as the Holy Lord, in his full glory, emerged from the doorway before them in his true demonic form as a dragon.

He was terrified.

My body is all wet, is it from sweat?

He wasn't sure.

The Holy Lord was already tall and imposing, and his gaze swept over the guards in front of him, searching everywhere.

Or perhaps he had already noticed this mortal, but subconsciously ignored him.

Even if the Holy Lord had another hundred years to think about it, it would be hard for him to imagine that the so-called enemy was right in front of him.

After looking around, the Holy Lord finally descended completely and stood on the connecting bridge.

He glanced at Zhou Lan and Xiao Feng beside him and pondered, "The enemy hasn't appeared yet. Is this preparation for battle?"

Before the two demons could reply, he continued, "That's good. It means the opponent is far more troublesome than I initially imagined, hahaha."

"No, Holy Lord." Xiaofeng finally interrupted the Holy Lord's daydreaming.

He understood the Holy Lord. Back then, when he was in Hell watching Zhou Lan broadcast the scenes of his other brothers and sisters fighting against the Holy Lord, he could guess that the Holy Lord had already given in and was just craving the thrill of battle.

More so now.

So, although it's somewhat cruel, he has to say it.

"The enemy has appeared, right in front of us."

"Huh?" The Holy Lord replied in surprise.