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

Chapter 479 Every demon has his own things to do.

Jess felt like he had spent a confusing day.

He was distraught, as if there were still many things in his mind that he hadn't figured out.

The laboratory was quiet. He sat in a chair, his arms propped up on his thighs, head down, seemingly lost in thought.

For an ordinary person with some intelligence, the brief experience of today is more complex and unbelievable than the entire first half of their life combined.

Outside the laboratory, a series of soothing footsteps suddenly came.

The newcomer, leaning on a cane, slowly walked towards this place.

"Jace? Why are you back? I thought..."

The newcomer's voice was quite gentle, with a hint of surprise in his tone. It wasn't until he saw Jess sitting blankly in the chair that he suddenly realized something was wrong with the other person's condition.

Viktor, Jayce's partner, and he had been working together on Hextech Core in the past.

Even many of the inspirations for this came from Victor.

However, after becoming members of parliament in Piltover, they became noticeably more distant from each other.

Therefore, Victor was somewhat surprised to see Jess sitting there.

"What's wrong with you? You seem a bit off," Viktor asked, standing at the laboratory door.

His eyes scanned Jess up and down.

The other person looked like they had just experienced some major blow.

Until Victor's gaze passed over Jess and fell upon the most important thing that should have been in the laboratory, now empty and colorless.

Viktor immediately panicked, and his voice became more urgent: "What did you do, Jess?"

He strode forward, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the empty container behind Jess.

"Hextech Core, where did you put it? This is our research result, it's not finished yet, we..."

“Victor,” Jess suddenly spoke, calling him by his first name and interrupting him.

Two gazes met in mid-air: Victor's questioning eyes and Jess's shocked and bewildered gaze collided.

Jess suddenly said with a sigh, "The world has changed. Before you even knew anything, we didn't need to worry about Piltover's future."

“What do you mean?” Victor asked.

“Like I said, you’ll find out soon enough.” Jess said, turning around to look behind him, then rubbing his face vigorously. “The Hextech Core… it was taken. I couldn’t stop him, and I didn’t want to…”

"You absolutely won't believe what I just saw..."

"So, what did you see?"

"To surpass, no, to crush technology and magic. Even though I have never seen magic, I believe that power is above all else."

"If you're going to blame me, do it now. As for the future, only God knows."

As Jess spoke, he suddenly stood up and walked out of the laboratory.

"Where are you going?" Victor reached out his hand to his retreating figure.

Jess paused for a moment: "The library, I need to check the records. Did Piltover ever have any gods in the past, in a history unknown to both of us..."

the other side.

After Zhou Lan acquired the core of Hextech, he had achieved his goal of coming to Piltover.

Even if the seed of this wild rune were a hundred million times stronger, it wouldn't cause the slightest disturbance in Zhou Lan's sleeve.

In this way, he could finally fulfill the bluebird's long-cherished wish and dying wish.

Or rather, instead of worrying about this Wild Rune, it would be better to consider the "Bloodhounds" that would be attracted if he possessed it personally.

An old mage who's been shouting "Don't touch the runes!" will probably be coming over soon, drawn by the smell.

But Zhou Lan wasn't worried at all; on the contrary, she was looking forward to more.

The power of the runes was immense, but he did not covet them.

Ultimately, this is nothing more than the powerful energy of this world. It might have some effect on his demon brother, but for him, the Demon of the Moon...

Not only this Wild rune, but all other runes, including the primary runes that are more powerful than Wild, are gathered in his hands.

It can probably only serve as a collectible.

However, Zhou Lan is not a qualified collector.

It's better to give this thing to someone else than let it rot in his hands.

As for the candidate, he actually had no choice.

Runes are a scourge, especially for those with insufficient power. They not only have to consider the subtle influence of the runes' power, but also the impending purge by the old mage Ryze.

But Zhou Lan was thinking about something else entirely.

"Once Ryze appears, I'll find him and get the other runes too, so I don't have to search for them one by one."

This is Zhou Lan's only heartfelt sentiment.

As the eldest of eight siblings, he set his sights on the power of the runes, preparing to add icing on the cake for Xiaofeng.

And one of his other brothers, the Holy Lord, finally returned to this world at this moment.

Unlike Zhou Lan, each demon has their own things to do.

As the eldest brother, he was pondering the power of runes, while his younger brother, Howling Wind, was educating the leader of Piltover.

And his other brother, Holy Lord.

He emerged from the portal that traversed the worlds, and upon seeing Zhou Lan, he exclaimed with delight, "Brother! The spell to lock onto the local demons has been successfully cast!"

Zhou Lan curled the corners of her lips and smiled silently.

In this world, Runeterra, every demon has their own things to do, and no one is an exception.

"Why did it take you so long?" Zhou Lan asked with a smile, even though it hadn't been half a day since the Holy Lord left.

"The research on the spell was actually only for a short while, but Ximu dragged me around his world for a bit," the Holy Lord said cheerfully.

"Oh? What do you think of his world?" Zhou Lan asked with a slight smile, her eyes narrowed.

"Not bad, some novelties, but it's still a bit lacking," the Holy Lord said.

"I thought there would be some tough opponents, but unfortunately there aren't any." He spread his hands, looking helpless.

Come to think of it, even if such a guy really existed, he would probably have been tamed by Zhou Lan long ago.

"However, now that I'm back, I can start looking for those demons. Come to think of it, I haven't tried the power of this spell yet, but it should work well."

"Do you need me to find the corresponding primordial demonic aura for you?" Zhou Lan asked.

The Holy Lord waved his hand repeatedly and said, "That's not necessary. The spell will find its own host, but the target is random."

"In short, it will pick a lucky one itself."

The Holy Lord grinned, a very happy smile, but this also meant that someone was about to be in trouble.

"Let's see who the first local lucky one is?"

Chapter 480 Fear

A wisp of demonic fire energy rose from the Holy Lord's palm.

The aura of the curse was no longer concealed and soared into the sky.

For the two sorcerers, Holy Lord and Westwood, developing a similar spell was not a difficult task.

And that is indeed the case.

The two met up, did a quick discussion, and finished it in less than half a day.

The magic of their original world, these demon wizards, is not actually the most skilled at certain spells with outstanding destructive power, but rather at the magic that restricts the enemy through its mechanics.

Because demon wizards like Shendu and Ximu already possess formidable physical strength.

Moving mountains and overturning seas is just a matter of a single thought; even if you study more and more destructive magic, it's just icing on the cake.

When you already possess the strength to deliver a powerful punch, why bother researching ways to increase your punching power even further?

Instead, you should consider how to add some extra magical effects to your enemy with a single punch.

For example, sealing the enemy's soul with a single punch.

Therefore, throughout the long history, researching corresponding counter magic was the main theme for demon wizards.

Explore, seal, imprison, restrict, weaken...

This is what demon wizards excel at.

As luck would have it, the Holy Lord descended upon this world, and his arrival marked the beginning of misfortune for some.

The spell locked the spell into the sky, and a faint pressure spread out, sweeping in all directions like a gust of wind.

In an instant, most of Runeterra was scanned.

If we were to compare Runeterra to a computer, it would have been completely wiped out in that instant.

The spell began to spontaneously search for the aura of the native primordial demon. Even the aura that was originally too faint to be detected became as bright as a candle flame in the dark under the spell's scan.

These primordial demons born in Runeterra are undetectable to both mortals and powerful mages and warriors; none can escape the power of the Locking Spell.

Soon, the demonic fire energy returned to the Holy Lord's palm and vanished without a trace.

The Holy Lord himself smiled, a smirk playing on his lips.

“Found it.” He said excitedly, “The spell will mark the target with my mark, and from then on, there will be no way to hide from it. With the abilities of these guys in this world, they have no way to remove my mark.”

"So, you're saying I had no choice but to be exposed by you?" Zhou Lan said with a smile.

“That’s right!” The Holy Lord stretched. “I really wish these guys were stronger. By the way, brother…”

"Would you like to come with me?" the Holy Lord asked, his eyes filled with hope.

He never intended for Zhou Lan to act on his behalf; he just felt more comfortable with her by his side.

Of course, it's also good to show off and display one's heroic spirit.

Moreover, once he leaves, it will be good to have a demon relay the message to Xiaofeng, since he was working hard for his brother.

"I do have some free time," Zhou Lan smiled slightly. "I'm not busy right now."

"Excellent! I've locked onto it, follow me!" the Holy Lord announced loudly. "The first one!"

His eyes were bright and piercing, his gaze fixed on the distance, as if he were staring at his prey from afar.

His speed was amplified to its limit in an instant, allowing him to traverse millions of miles in a flash. When the Holy Lord looked back, Zhou Lan had her hands tucked into her sleeves, following closely behind him without leaving his side.

"The native demons of this world seem to exist within a certain concept. Normally, one can only come into contact with them by touching this concept." In a short time, the Holy Lord saw through the true nature of these beings and said knowingly.

"But in reality, they still exist in this world, not on the other side of the world like those immortal gods. In the end, they are only powerful in this world, and are not troublesome opponents."

Zhou Lan nodded slightly, agreeing with the Holy Lord's statement.

Soon, a magnificent, gray-white city came into view of the two demons.

The buildings are tall and majestic, standing tall on the ground. Humans, as small as ants, walk among the buildings, as if in a sand table.

The Holy Lord glanced at it briefly before turning his gaze to the distance.

Their destination wasn't here, but rather near the country's capital.

The spell he and Westwood studied together locked onto one of the primordial demons representing the concepts of Runeterra.

Something called fear.

Ancient terror, Fiddlesticks.

As the most unique primordial demon in this world, and having left the most traces and aura, the Locking Spell faithfully anchored itself to it.

In a village not far from Demacia.

That night.

Beside the campfire in the woods.

Several knights in armor sat around the campfire, hoping that the small flame would ward off the wild beasts lurking in the darkness.