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

Like locusts, specialized aerial faces swept across the sky, hovering near his Great Face Heaven.

Covet.

Chapter 268 The Enemy... Is a Monster

"slave?"

Upon hearing Shutomandra's words, Zhou Lan smiled wryly.

For the first time, someone spoke to him about the word "slave."

“Interesting,” he said casually.

This echoes the saying, "Ignorance is bliss," as Shutomandra confidently uttered his pre-battle threats, a testament to his usual arrogance.

But the speaker meant no harm, while the listener took it to heart.

Zhou Lan decided to take it a little more seriously.

He turned his gaze away from the Earth Demon and looked intently at the sky opposite.

That's quite interesting.

The brothers each chose an opponent suitable for themselves.

When Di Kui faced Gu Ham's Great Yan Tu, he chose Xiu To Mandela's Great Yan Tian.

"Fighting based on each other's strengths, that's not bad," Zhou Lan said to herself.

Then, under the gaze of many orcs, he casually extended his arm from his sleeve.

The bony arm slowly and deliberately rose towards the opposite side.

The enemy made a move, but Shutomandra was not in a hurry.

A lone, inhuman creature raised one hand, posing virtually no threat.

"Hmph, your posture is indeed composed and elegant, but unfortunately, it's still like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of my entire air legion!" Shutomandra smiled.

He couldn't imagine how the other party could possibly start a fight with him.

But soon, Zhou Lan gave his answer.

"A whole one?" he chuckled. "Not for long."

The devil's finger lightly tapped in the air.

In an instant!

An invisible force splits space, cutting through the air at an irreversible speed, and sweeps past the dark clouds on the other side.

Shutomandela's smile suddenly froze on his face.

The veins on his forehead were throbbing; his innate biological instincts told him that something must have happened.

But he couldn't see clearly.

Shutomandra instinctively turned around.

He saw a neat, smooth crack appear in the middle of his air legion.

The sky looked as if it had been slashed by an unseen knife, and the legion was split in two.

More than a dozen planes were split in the middle, the cracks were neat and smooth.

But the changes were far from over.

On one side of the crack, half of the aerial Face Legion suddenly exploded into a flurry of dust in his eyes.

There was only loneliness and silence in my ears.

Half of his army fell to the ground quietly.

The fine powder drifted in the air, and a gentle breeze blew by, and they vanished into nothingness, disappearing with the wind.

Not even a trace of the body remains was left.

Shutomandra stood frozen in place, as if struck head-on by a heavy hammer.

He watched helplessly as half of his legion was wiped out. He couldn't even begin to understand what had happened, let alone stop it.

Why does the sky seem to crack open when the other side just points with their finger?

“You see, I never lie. Soon it will only be half left,” Zhou Lan said jokingly. “Too bad, I’m not interested in orc slaves.”

Shutomandra did not respond.

He stood there dumbfounded, muttering, "The enemy...the enemy is a monster..."

The sky was deathly quiet.

The earth, however, was enraged.

Seemingly feeling that relying solely on physical combat was too slow, Di Kui changed his approach.

He shook the earth, and powerful shockwaves emanated from the depths of the ground.

When the tremor reached the ground, all the faces of the legions blocking his and Da Yantu's path were shattered and then crushed.

The orcs in the legion, coughing up blood, staggered as they crawled out of the ruins of their faces, only to collapse to the ground again.

It sounded like a series of diving sounds in Guham's ears.

Faced with such a shock, the orcs, with their physical abilities, had no chance of survival.

With just one shockwave, his legion was completely wiped out.

I no longer have the face to stand before Di Kui.

Cracks burst forth at the bottom of his fortress, the Great Yan Earth.

This seemingly impregnable fortress was already in grave danger before it even came into contact with the enemy.

Despair spread through his heart.

The tremors from underground were the undisguised footsteps of the Earth Demon, who was charging toward Dayantu.

Guham has completely lost his confidence.

His fortress could never withstand the onslaught of the Earth Demon.

A dead end, an absolute dead end.

Unless he prays that he suddenly acquires a skill for digging holes and is chosen by the Earth God, his fate is sealed.

The Earth Demon's enormous spiral arm emerged from the ground.

It is located exactly in the center of the ground where the Big Eye Soil is situated.

This seemingly indestructible fortress was as fragile as tofu in front of Di Kui.

It was split in two and shattered into pieces in an instant.

Faced with the spiraling force capable of destroying everything, Guham didn't even have time to speak, his expression still frozen in the same state as before.

The explosion roared, piercing through the curtain of yellow sand and echoing into the distance.

The Earth Demon stood on the ground and flicked his arm dismissively.

The so-called fortress was destroyed to dust under his command, and the explosion sent massive amounts of debris flying far away.

One of the Four Heavenly Kings, the Immovable Guham.

death.

Along with his entire army of honor, he was also buried in the ground.

"Hmph!" Di Kui snorted disdainfully; this battle meant nothing to him.

He turned around and casually disappeared into the ground.

The explosion of the Great Yan Earth was so loud that even Shutomandra and Atine on the other two sides of the battlefield were taken aback.

"Guham, dead?" Shutomandra murmured in shock.

He didn't know what kind of opponent Guham was facing.

It can't be stronger than his.

There was no time to mourn Guham's death; he had to consider the enemy he faced.

Zhou Lan.

This is a hopeless adversary.

With a simple wave of his hand, he wiped out half of his army.

Instead of running away, Shutomandra urged Da Yantian, gritted his teeth, and charged towards Zhou Lan.

He had no choice.

As orcs, everything they possess was given to them by the Spiral King Rogeron.

Even if he escapes and successfully returns to Teperin, all that awaits him is the punishment of the Spiral King.

Furthermore.

How could such an enemy possibly escape from under his nose?

How could Mandela have such a beautiful dream?

Caught between two difficult choices, Mandela finally made his own decision.

With a roar, Da Yantian led half of his legion in a charge towards Zhou Lan.

"Commendable courage."

Looking at the charging enemy, Zhou Lan calmly gave her assessment.

"But that's all."

He waved his hand, swept it lightly, and then turned around with composure and elegance.

In fact, some things are destined to have the same outcome from the very beginning.

Zhou Lan, on the other hand, was simply trying to make the process more interesting according to her own wishes.

Da Yantian and the remaining half of the army were still charging.

But Zhou Lan had already turned around.

He seemed oblivious to his surroundings and appeared completely at ease.

It was as if the densely packed enemies behind him no longer existed in his world.

Suddenly, Shutomandra sensed something.

He lowered his head.

In mid-air, all the facial-faced mechs and orcs were smoothly cleaved in two.

They lost their motivation.

Behind Zhou Lan's figure, adorned in vermilion and purple.

It fell to the ground silently.

Chapter 269 The Flowing Beauty of Atine

The anomalies in the sky battlefield were particularly noticeable.

The once-gloomy aerial army of Yanmian has been completely wiped out.

There were no sounds of battle, no roar of artillery, and even their own machine communication channels were unusually quiet.

Even if we encounter a powerful enemy, we should at least report it.

But that's where the anomaly lies.

The communication channel was quiet; no one spoke, and there was no information about the enemy.

Apart from the initial statement by Shutomandra that there was only one enemy, no other sound came.

But the problem is...