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

And now.

Lope gazed at the history book of time, picked up his pen, and placed it on the open middle page, ready to write about the present.

He wants to change the present situation where the Lord dominates.

This was the only way, and he had kept this thought in his mind ever since he was resurrected.

"Lope, my enemy!"

A deep voice suddenly came from behind him.

Turning around, Lope looked at the steps behind him and said in a deep voice, "Holy Lord..." He didn't know how the Holy Lord had appeared, but there was one thing he was sure of.

The Holy Lord is now stronger than he imagined, and is incomparable to what he was before.

Lope frowned, picked up his pen, and wrote quickly.

[Lope, a Saint Seiya warrior, gained power greater than that of Saint Master and defeated him.]

】

Chapter 207 You did it, Lopez

This is the last resort.

Lopez, or rather the invisible hand that guided him here, had no other choice.

As these words were spoken, the handwriting sank into the pages of history books as if blood had dissolved in water.

The grand scene I had imagined did not appear; everything was just calm, moving towards the realization of a distorted history.

For an instant.

Lope suddenly felt himself "inflating," like a balloon that had been suddenly stretched out.

His vision suddenly became incredibly high and vast, and in the next instant, he became aware of his own existence.

The power of the Rat Talisman was drawn from his body at that moment and returned to the Holy Lord's body.

But he did not return to the statue; he had already acquired the power to be self-sufficient without relying on external objects.

The annals of history have satisfied him. Now, he, who was originally just a statue, has been resurrected, carrying consciousness and a little power.

They returned in their prime.

It was as if a hand had pulled him out of the river of time and then began to give him power.

A dazzling light shone from Lopez.

It's not just the brilliance of his Saint Seiya days at his peak, but much more.

What is written in the annals of history will surely be realized, and now, in order to grant him strength comparable to the Holy Lord, endless power is pouring into his body out of thin air.

The Holy Lord silently examined the luminous object before him, his heart undisturbed.

Lopez, on the contrary, was deeply shocked.

The power he gains can also indirectly reflect the strength in the heart of the Holy Lord.

Lopez sensed that he was now powerful enough to inspire fear and unease.

Even twenty of his past selves at their peak could not defeat him now, imbued with power.

So, how terrifying would the Holy Lord at his peak be? "Holy Lord! Your end has come!" The pouring of the Book of Time finally stopped, and Lope revealed the scroll, speaking in a deep voice, "Energy Scroll!" This was an unprecedented energy scroll, and the burst of light even illuminated the entire mountain peak and the clouds overhead.

After being forcibly instilled with the power of the initiation, Lope felt like a towering giant, even though his physical size hadn't actually grown.

The beam of energy from the scroll hurtled straight toward the Holy Lord.

Dragon breath gathered from the Holy Lord's mouth, enhanced by the demonic energy of fire, and a scorching beam of light rushed towards Lope.

The blinding light instantly intensified, and the force of the explosion shook the entire mountain.

Its prestige has temporarily subsided, and its brilliance has faded.

Lope stared blankly at his palm as the runes on the energy scroll slowly faded.

Not right.

“Holy Lord, you cannot stop me. I should have obtained power greater than yours!” Lope questioned.

Strong is strong, weak is weak.

But the exchange just now ended in a draw.

This is illogical; he should have crushed the Holy Lord at this moment.

As the dust and smoke from the explosion dissipated, the Holy Lord's robust and ferocious figure was revealed. He took a heavy step forward.

"My enemy, the annals of history have indeed granted you power greater than mine, power greater than that of the Holy Lord..." The Holy Lord had to admit that Lope was indeed stronger than he was at his peak.

"But you should consider which Holy Lord the historical records refer to!"

"What do you mean?" Lopez was taken aback.

"I am Shendu! The returned Nebula Body, Shendu!" The Holy Lord roared, his eyes and mouth instantly emitting pure beams of energy that surged toward Lope.

"Defense Scroll!" Lope only had time to reveal his scroll before he was blasted away by the three powerful energies.

He was disheveled, his defensive scroll tattered, as he burst out and crashed into the foot of the altar where the history books of time were displayed.

"Impossible!" Lope's face showed surprise. "The Book of Time is never wrong, yet I am no match for you!" There must be something wrong! "It is indeed incomparable, but there are some powers that even the Book of Time cannot provide!"

The Holy Lord stared at Lope and spoke, word by word.

He knocked Lope away, but instead of continuing his attack, he spoke slowly with a hint of persuasion.

"You are only stronger than I was at my peak, but I, Shen Du, have already surpassed my peak!" "My enemy, I must tell you, I left this world for a period of time and obtained something even more powerful from elsewhere!"

The Lord's two sentences enlightened Lope.

The other person stared at the history books, their face filled with shock.

“No, I can’t…” Lope’s hand unconsciously gripped the pen and slowly moved toward the pages of the book.

He's no fool to have returned from the river of time.

The price to pay in order to obtain power comparable to that of the Holy Lord is already enormous.

If he continued writing, even he couldn't be sure what the world would become in the future.

Once the verdict is overturned, justice will never prevail.

But, it's already come to this.

From the very beginning, this was the only option left.

"If I fail, I will become a sinner..." Lope murmured to himself, his weathered gaze suddenly hardening in the next moment.

He knew that the Holy Lord was tempting him to continue writing, to continue mortgaging his future.

But he had no choice.

"If there is only this last path left in the world, the Saint Seiya will walk on it without hesitation. Follow your heart, what is there to fear about the outcome!"

Lope finally gripped the pen tightly.

"Departing from the Star Cloud!" The Holy Lord increased the intensity once more, and the nebula-like body roared straight into the sky, majestic and incomparable.

He stared down at Lope, an immense pressure bearing down on him, shaking the ground.

But it did not shake the pen in Lope's hand.

"This is a power that does not belong to this world; you should not possess it!"

Lopez said slowly.

He had made up his mind, so he picked up his pen and wrote again.

[The Holy Lord, also known as the Divine Capital, has lost the power of the outside world. All demons have been sealed away by the Saint Seiya Lopez, and the world has returned to an era of justice. The demons no longer have the power to resist!] The words melted into the paper.

In that instant, history was set, and nothing could be changed.

The heavens and earth roared, and from all directions, a power beyond the reach of this azure planet descended.

Lopez could not force himself to reach a level where he could defeat the Holy Lord; the history books of time could only influence the present and the local situation.

However, compared to infusing power, sealing power is undoubtedly a more ingenious approach.

The tangible world contracted like a heart, and a devastating force descended, melting away the Martian cloud like a snowman approaching the sun.

Having exhausted all resources, the annals of time have achieved the reality written by Lope.

It indirectly mobilized the primordial power of the entire world, forcibly sealing off the power that the Holy Lord had obtained from other worlds.

This immense power was so devastating that it acted upon the Holy Lord.

But the Holy Lord merely raised the corners of his mouth in a mocking smile and said to Lope, "You did it, Lope, very well!"

Chapter 208 Betting the Future, Returning to the Past

An invisible shackle bound the Holy Lord.

In my perception, the alien energy was sealed off, and the nebula disappeared.

The Holy Lord never questioned the power of the Book of Time; he knew it was capable of doing so.

This is a unique exception in the entire world.

To achieve the goal of altering written words, it can mobilize all its power.

Now, it has done it.

In order to seal away everything that the Holy Lord obtained from beyond the realm.

Now, standing before the altar, the Holy Lord has fallen back to his former peak.

His presence inevitably paled in comparison to Lopez's.

But he was smiling happily.

He had been waiting for this moment ever since he sensed that the other party was going to use the Book of Time.

The enemy has embarked on a path of destruction; what reason does he have not to support him?

Compared to the magnificent scenery here, everything in the dark red hell is still very ordinary.

Demons that have already been sealed cannot be sealed again; they are already in this state.

Unbeknownst to them, hell was enveloped by a thin, eggshell-like membrane invisible to the naked eye.

This means that, in order to fulfill Lope's wish, the annals of history have completely blocked all channels connecting hell and the human world.

In this way, the fact of the eternal sealing of the demon is achieved.

"Holy Lord, besides you, the demons that escaped include the Moon Demon Zhou Lan, the Water Demon Basha, and the Mountain Demon Bo Gang..." The powerful Lope listed the demons one by one, and he wrote down his wish to seal all the demons together in the annals of time.

In his perception, hell had indeed been successfully sealed off.

However, apart from the Holy Lord, the other three demons who escaped were not drawn to Hell.

He sensed something was wrong.

Opposite Lopez, the Holy Lord stood leisurely, his hands casually clasped in front of him, as if this made him feel that he could display composure and wisdom.

"With the history book of time, you are invincible in this world, I must admit that!"

The Holy Lord shrugged and laughed.

"But I already told you, there are things that even the annals of history cannot do!"

The Holy Lord suddenly looked up at the sky and whispered, "My brother foresaw everything that might happen. He sent his other brothers and sisters who escaped Hell to other worlds..." "There, even the annals of history cannot reach them!"

"but me!"

The Holy Lord slowly lifted his foot and walked towards Lope, saying, "I will face your brilliance alone, and witness your defeat as well!"

"Left this world?!" Lope frowned. "Left? How can you come back?" "Who knows?" The Holy Lord smiled. "Perhaps someone can do it!"

He was already very close to Lopez.

Even though the opponent's power had surpassed his at this moment, the Holy Lord remained calm and composed.

He knew the outcome was inevitable.