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

He knew Zhou Lan was strong, but he didn't expect her to be this strong.

“What are you all standing there for? This is a trial, how can you behave so rudely?” Gerald said, looking to the side.

He wanted to urge the other council members to join in.

But the answer he received left him speechless.

“Geralt, you’re too impulsive. You’ve been targeting this mage from the very beginning.”

“That’s right, your behavior is a bit strange. This is not the normal procedure. Even if the other party has destroyed the Phantom Lord, you should not be taking vigilante justice here.”

"The Magic Council gave us power to maintain the stability of the entire kingdom, not to let us create chaos..."

“Gerald, your understanding of power seems to be flawed.”

The final dissenting voice rang out, chilling Gerald's heart to the bone.

He immediately realized that he had overreacted.

But at this moment, the arrow is already on the bowstring and must be released.

"Fine," he said through gritted teeth.

A figure stepped forward from the shadows; it was the woman from before.

Ultear, Jellal's spy planted in the Magic Council.

At that moment, she decisively stepped forward.

“I’ll help you,” Urutia said.

A magic circle appeared in front of her, and she immediately prepared to act.

The next second, space exploded.

Ultear's magic circle crumbled inch by inch, and she herself showed a pained expression as the tremors subsided.

"Did I give you permission to interfere?" Zhou Lan asked, a look of confusion on her face.

He waved his hand gently.

Urudia was thrown out like a meteor, crashing through the walls of the courtroom and falling into the ruins, his fate unknown.

There was no magic whatsoever; they didn't even have a chance to use it.

Zhou Lan glanced around at the jury and nodded slightly, saying, "Very good, they don't seem to be a bunch of idiots."

His gaze settled on Gerald: "As for you, young man whose mind is clouded by darkness, I will make you understand true despair."

Chapter 328 Feel the Despair

"Ha ha……"

Gerald chuckled softly.

Despite the immense pressure from Zhou Lan, he showed no fear, seemingly relying on something.

“I made a mistake in my judgment, I admit defeat,” Gerald said.

One misjudgment caused him to lose his strategic plan within the entire Magic Council.

He accepted the price.

“But even so, you can’t defeat me,” Gerald said confidently. “Come on, destroy me.”

He stopped trying to use magic to attack Zhou Lan and just stood there quietly, seemingly fearless.

"Oh?" Zhou Lan asked in a drawn-out tone, a smile playing on his lips.

"Let me guess, is it because what you placed here in the Magic Council is just a thought, an avatar, so you think that I can't find you and can't affect your true form, is that right?"

As soon as Zhou Lan finished speaking, Gerald suddenly raised his head, his face changed drastically, and his appearance became ferocious.

How did this guy know?!

No one but Ultear knows about the Thought Entity.

And Urutia could never betray him.

“Mind reading? Or prophecy?” Gerald gritted his teeth.

“If you guess wrong, the price is annihilation.” Zhou Lan reached out and grabbed Gerald’s body, which transformed into a stream of light and rushed into his palm.

Zhou Lan looked down at the flowing light in her palm and said coldly, "Now, guess if I can find your true form?"

Gerald's thought form could not answer this question.

It had transformed into pure magic, which Zhou Lan gathered into her sleeve, and together with the magic mentioned earlier, became the local specialty that Zhou Lan had prepared.

Meanwhile, the other members of the Magic Council were still processing the overwhelming amount of information they were seeing.

"This Geralt is fake, a thought entity. Why would he do this?"

Doubts began to grow in my heart.

Until someone suddenly realized.

"Damn it, Gerald is a traitor! The Tower of Paradise, that tower must have been built by him! He wants to use us to accomplish his dark deeds!"

“That’s right, there’s a traitor among you.” Zhou Lan looked at the group. “But it’s not too late to discover it now.”

"We must stop him!"

With just a few words, these superiors instantly realized what had happened.

Nobody's a fool to get to this position.

They did not support Gerald's initial rash actions.

They just hadn't expected that a thought entity could unleash such power; Gerald's true strength was probably even greater than they had imagined.

Just then, a figure hurriedly approached Zhou Lan and shouted, "I know the location of the Tower of Paradise. Originally, we were supposed to use magic to attack that island, but it seems we can't do that now..."

“This mage, if you wish to continue pursuing Geralt, his true form must be right there!”

Without Zhou Lan having to ask, someone naturally reported it to him.

Zhou Lan slowly shook her head: "No need, I can find out."

Gerald Gecko's severed tail and the resulting thought form were still in his possession; it was merely a tracking spell.

This thing only needs a tiny bit of residual material to locate even the demonic energy scattered all over the world in the original world, let alone the fact that it is not far away now, just the territory of a mere kingdom, Jellal.

Moreover, the connection between the thought entity and the original body is far closer than that between some residual related objects.

With a snap of her fingers, Zhou Lan pinpointed Gerald's location in an instant.

Those who defy their superiors will naturally be punished.

He didn't say anything, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

Makarov and a group of judges were left staring blankly at the ruined courtroom.

"What kind of magic is this? Teleportation or something? I can't sense even the slightest fluctuation of magical power..."

the other side.

Zhou Lan's figure appeared on the sea.

Guided by the tracking spell, he easily located Gerald's true form.

Before me stood a twisted tower, perched atop a small island in the sea.

This is the Tower of Paradise that Geralt used to resurrect Zeref, the progenitor of dark magic.

The great achievements he created with all his heart and soul.

“Foolish act,” Zhou Lan murmured dismissively.

Even if Zeref is truly dead, the tower and its magical energy might not be enough to resurrect him.

As for the present situation, it is even more hopeless.

Even if Zeref were truly dead, Jellal resurrected him using the Tower of Paradise, the progenitor of dark magic.

At the same time, Jelf thanked the other party for being willing to do something for Gerald.

It's no use now.

Because they were facing Zhou Lan.

Moreover, Gerald in his current state has no chance of gaining the support of the progenitor of dark magic.

Zhou Lan flashed and appeared in the sky above the island, next to the Tower of Paradise.

"What is that?!" The mages who built the Tower of Paradise beneath their feet raised their heads and stared at the figure in the sky.

Amidst the bewildered crowd, the blue-haired man silently stepped forward.

This is Gerald's true form.

He couldn't help but remain silent.

The connection with the thought entity left in the Magic Council had just been severed, and less than three seconds later, the enemy they had just met appeared above their old home.

How could such a bizarre thing happen in the world?

But it actually happened, right above Gerald's head.

No magic could do this, to read his mind without him noticing, and to travel from the Tribunal to the Tower of Paradise in less than three seconds.

“Looks like I’ve completely outmaneuvered you in this game of hide-and-seek.” Zhou Lan looked down at Gerald.

"Next up is my favorite part," Zhou Lan chuckled.

"What?" Gerald glared at the sky.

"Destroying the poor little kids on the beach, building sandcastle fortresses, hahaha." Zhou Lan laughed, reaching out to press down.

He wanted Gerald to witness firsthand the great undertaking he had painstakingly planned for years, even going so far as to infiltrate the Magic Council to create.

I watched with my own eyes how it collapsed right in front of me.

Seeing Zhou Lan make a move, Gerald panicked instantly.

He clenched his fists, and a magic circle instantly appeared.

"True Celestial Magic: Star Split." This was Gerald's most powerful move, requiring him to use most of his magic power to block Zhou Lan's actions.

Just as he was gathering his strength.

His magic, however, suddenly seemed to get stuck, suspended in mid-air, unable to land.

“My magic?!” Gerald’s face showed horror.

The power of celestial magic was cut off, and he was unable to use it. The source of his magic was like a riverbed that had suddenly dried up.

"The power of celestial magic originates from the resonance caused by the laws governing the movement of celestial bodies." Zhou Lan looked down at Gerald and casually stated the essence of the other's magic.

There are a million ways to defeat you, but I've chosen the most interesting one.

"Once you master the celestial bodies, your magic will naturally weaken."

Zhou Lan said things that made Gerald despair.

"It's very simple, isn't it?"

Chapter 329 Dream on

Gerald released his grip.

His face was filled with despair.

Only now did he realize what kind of being he had provoked.

Celestial magic was his strongest forbidden magic, but now, he could barely muster any power against Zhou Lan.

The opponent has control over the celestial bodies, and all the energy generated by their operation is not at the disposal of Gerald's celestial magic.

“Like a river hanging down from the sky, that power is no longer under your control,” Zhou Lan said with a smile.

Gerald's celestial magic was unable to be activated in his presence.

Even if it runs halfway, it will be abruptly cut off.