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

Hearing the hoarse roar of Fiddlesticks, one of the primordial demons of this world, the Holy Lord frowned and asked in confusion.

He didn't know why this thing kept repeating the same sentence, but it was definitely none of his business.

"Stop nagging, I'm here to take you away," the Holy Lord said in a serious tone.

At his feet, Federico's contorted, upward-stretching body and neck suddenly came to a halt.

Those eyes, like a solitary lamp in the night, seemingly inhuman, suddenly conveyed an unusual emotion.

He seemed puzzled.

It was indeed drawn here by the knights' fear earlier, and the Holy Lord's locking spell was extremely powerful, predicting Fiddlesticks' location in advance and bringing the two demons from the outside world here.

As the most powerful primal demon in Runeterra, Fiddlesticks possesses the power to evoke the deepest fears within every being.

It can reveal or expose to someone what they fear most.

Once fear takes hold, it will devour you.

This is an ability that is invincible.

But an unexpected incident occurred today.

From the moment he appeared, his twisted and grotesque form failed to frighten the two men who suddenly appeared before him.

When Federico looked at the Holy Lord, its invincible power could not see the fear in the Holy Lord's heart.

Is it that the Holy Lord is too powerful and its own power is insufficient, or is this being before it simply a being without fear...?

Federico's determination is uncertain.

Fortunately, it turned its head and looked at Zhou Lan, who was floating quietly to the side.

The same thing happened again.

It can see nothing.

This gave the ancient fear itself an unprecedented sense of bewilderment.

Every person and every being has something to fear, and even gods are probably no exception.

It didn't understand whether it was because its power was insufficient, or because it was truly unlucky to have encountered someone without fear.

In comparison, given the power of the primordial demon, the latter is probably more likely.

In short, the current situation is very bad for it.

Its elongated head remained awkwardly frozen in the night sky.

Logically, someone without fear shouldn't be able to see it, but now not only has it seen it, it also lacks the ability to kill the other party on instinct.

"Is this thing really that powerful?" Ignoring the other party's embarrassment, the Holy Lord looked at Zhou Lan with a puzzled expression.

He asked his question with a sense of helplessness.

Zhou Lan paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Logically speaking, in this world, it should be among the very strong ones... um."

"Alright." The Holy Lord helplessly spread his hands.

The next second, a burst of intense heat emanated from him and enveloped Federico.

After its near-invincible mechanism was broken, the Primal Demon seemed to have lost its advantage.

But it is not without any power to resist.

His head snapped back in an instant, and Federico swooped down toward the Holy Lord in the air, amidst the cawing of ravens in the woods.

In an instant, a flock of crows took flight, their dark cries carrying a suffocating sense of oppression that would make even the most ordinary person suffocate, as they swarmed toward the Holy Lord.

At the same time, countless flocks of crows rose from the woods into the sky, stretching endlessly.

Faced with Federico's attack, Shendu slowly stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers as if nothing had happened.

In an instant, the billowing flames pressed down in all directions, and the figures of the ravens turned into black ashes and scattered in the flames.

Immediately, an even brighter light emerged from the Holy Lord's mouth.

It erupted again in the next second.

A dazzling beam of light burst forth from the Holy Lord's mouth in an instant, sweeping across the entire world.

Before the beam of light could even sweep through, the flock of crows was melted into ashes by the surging power, and the sky cleared up again in an instant.

Looking again, the Holy Lord had already exhausted all his power and stood proudly in the air.

And at his feet, opposite him.

Federico stood alone in the center of a circular, deep pit.

The countless flocks of crows it controlled, along with the entire forest, were buried under the Lord's flames.

The power of the explosion even alarmed the distant capital of Demacia, where countless lights shone.

At the same time, this devastating blow completely shattered the original demon Fiddlesticks's intention to confront Shendu head-on.

An already formidable demon has met an even more formidable one.

The local demons encountered extraterrestrial visitors.

Although they are called by the same name, their essence is vastly different.

Instinct drove Federico's figure to slowly dim, and under the purple moon, its originally clear shape began to become blurred.

"It's going to run away," Zhou Lan warned.

“I know,” the Holy Lord said.

Federico's reaction seemed to be exactly what he had expected, something the Lord had anticipated from the beginning.

After all, these so-called primordial demons are only troublesome in terms of their mechanics; in actual combat, they are hardly worthy opponents.

After all, the Holy Lord hasn't even activated his Nebula Body yet.

Generally speaking, without activating the Nebula Body, the Holy Lord would assume that the battle hadn't even started yet.

Everything before this was just a warm-up.

He used demonic energy to activate the spell, explaining to Zhou Lan beside him as he worked: "Considering various factors, the locking spell actually has two different effects."

"The first stage is locking, and the second stage is sealing. To be precise, it can be roughly divided into locking and sealing. Of course, these are all tailored to the local demons of this world."

As he explained, he pushed the dark spell toward Fiddlesticks.

The moment the spell was cast, an ancient scroll suddenly took shape and unfurled, creating a powerful suction force out of thin air.

Just as Federico was about to escape, his figure suddenly froze on the spot, on the ring-shaped island that had appeared on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a force that filled it with despair descended.

Its body was dragged out of control by the attraction, becoming incredibly long. Part of it had already been pulled into the scroll, while the other part stubbornly remained in place.

It looked like stretched-out black clay, only more hideous and grotesque.

“Struggling is useless, after all, I prepared everything for you before you even knew it,” the Holy Lord said coldly.

His words were like a final judgment, and the scroll's allure suddenly intensified, surging in an instant.

Finally, it overwhelmed the ancient fear of Fiddlesticks' struggle and absorbed it into its embrace.

"First one, done." The Holy Lord laughed.

Zhou Lan nodded slightly, raised her hand to cover the purple moon, and the world returned to silence.

Chapter 483 What kind of talk is this?

Zhou Lan had no interest in inquiring about the Holy Lord's subsequent plans.

Let him do as he pleases.

Zhou Lan was happy to see him do this, since he wanted to clean up and collect these primordial demons.

Just consider it as giving this younger brother, who was coaxed and tricked into coming here, something to do.

Moreover, given his current pace, it probably won't be long before it's finished.

The nebula-like demon from another world is just too overpowered.

Even if it causes some trouble... no, that's not right.

This world poses no trouble for the Holy Lord.

That's fine.

The Holy Lord understood Zhou Lan's thoughts, said a brief farewell, and then took the magic spell and ran around the Rune Lands.

Since we're already here, we might as well collect a big gift for Xiaofeng and present it to him.

Meanwhile, after the Primal Demon Ancient Terror Fiddlesticks was subdued by the Holy Lord, Zhou Lan returned alone to Piltover, the City of Progress.

The Hextech Core, the prototype of the Wild Rune, still needs further nurturing.

Zhou Lan had many options, such as casting a spell to promote its growth.

But before that, he had to check on Xiaofeng's condition.

Don't worry about Zaun for now; if you want to unify Piltover, there's a lot of noise coming from here.

At this moment, Xiaofeng had become a guest of honor of those councilors.

According to the mindset of those at the pinnacle of power in the mortal world, when facing someone who can hold your life or death in their hands at any moment, the first thing to do is to appease the other party.

Regardless of their true feelings or their desire to find a way out of control and their current predicament, they actually have to do so.

All the major families took turns doing their part to serve the Wind Demon well, showing the proper attitude.

"You're back?" Sensing Zhou Lan's presence and her figure appearing before him, Xiao Feng quickly got up from the expensive leather sofa that had been moved there at some point.

"You seem to be living a good life," Zhou Lan said with a smile, then noticed a slight change in Xiao Feng's expression.

"What's wrong?" he asked. "My brother, who just conquered two cities, seems to be in some trouble?"

When Zhou Lan asked him, Xiao Feng nodded without any attempt to hide his answer.

Looking at Zhou Lan, he began to explain.

"Although I do nominally rule these two cities, which are also the former territory of the goddess you mentioned earlier, and I did so very quickly, without the slightest fault."

Xiao Feng said, glancing at the local nobles dressed in fine clothes serving him as they came and went, and continued, "But you and I both understand that people's hearts are unpredictable. From the reports and information I've gathered from these guys, I've also come to understand some of the local situation."

"what's the situation?"

"The city we initially ruled, called Zaun, and Piltover, which we now control, seem to have a long-standing feud..."

“That’s true.” Zhou Lan nodded. “Between the two cities, from ordinary people at the bottom to the powerful and leaders, there are always connections between them.”

As a monarch, the division between his subordinates and his territory is indeed an unpleasant matter.

“They are divided,” Xiaofeng said.

“My brothers, it is almost impossible to unite them,” Zhou Lan said slowly. “The contradictions accumulated over a long period of time and history cannot be eliminated with just a few words, even by demons as powerful as us.”

"Unless you're willing to let me cast a group spell, those guys will most likely become a bit dull, but at least there won't be any conflict." Zhou Lan thoughtfully provided Xiao Feng with his solution.

“Brother, there’s no need for that…” Xiaofeng quickly rejected Zhou Lan’s suggestion. “I’m not such a heartless boss, and besides, I imagine that goddess who was willing to sacrifice herself to replace me wouldn’t want to see this kind of scene.”

“It seems you already have your own ideas.” Zhou Lan saw through Xiao Feng’s thoughts.

He's in a position to fulfill his responsibilities; judging from this, he seems to be a pretty good leader.

As for whether the approach should be tough or gentle, that's entirely up to Xiaofeng's personality. Zhou Lan was just offering suggestions and didn't want to get involved.

Xiaofeng nodded slowly, looked at Zhou Lan and said, "With my intelligence, there aren't many things I can discover, but at least in my opinion, geography is always a factor with a profound influence."

“The city we came from and the one we are in now are completely different, almost entirely disconnected. From this perspective, separation and estrangement are inevitable,” Xiaofeng analyzed.

“No need to be modest, it’s true,” Zhou Lan praised.

Piltover and Zaun are two worlds apart: one lives in the sunlight, the other in the shadows. This is a landscape that leans towards a canyon.

Geopolitics is a rather profound subject, and while Xiaofeng's analysis of Zaun and Piltover was not exhaustive, it certainly had a significant impact.

Compared to this, Piltover's release of waste gas into the ancestral lands during its technological development is nothing.

After all, Xiaofeng had already taken care of it.

Perhaps the disparity between the rich and poor in the two cities is also a very important point. It is human nature for the gentry living in advanced cities to look down on the rats under their feet.