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

“Uh…” the man paused for a moment, “So, that’s not wrong either…”

They were indeed moved.

Although it is somewhat different from the traditional method.

west Mu looked at Zhou Lan beside him, seemingly seeking his opinion.

“That’s fine too.” Zhou Lan nodded in agreement. “Those who were once in the darkness have now returned to the shadows.”

"Then we'll do whatever the boss says." Ximu raised the corners of his mouth.

He didn't care what the two of them planned to do; he had already obtained the magic he wanted.

All he cared about was what kind of two followers his boss had chosen for him.

So far, it seems pretty good.

The two of them had a strong magical aura, so it seemed that when the leader converted them, they didn't fight a fierce battle.

It must have been a one-hit kill.

"That's it, you may all leave." Ximu said smugly.

From the perspective of master and servant, he was indeed a very easy superior to get along with.

Even most of the time, he was completely absorbed in his own world.

Having received instructions from Ximu, the two left behind the magic and mana needed for communication and slowly retreated into the shadows in the distance.

Xi Mu asked Zhou Lan, who was standing next to him, "Boss, does this count as building up strength for my guild?"

“Of course.” Zhou Lan nodded in satisfaction.

Ximu helplessly spread his hands: "Now I have no choice but to go solo."

“However…” he paused, “only someone as powerful as him can join Lord Ximu’s guild.”

Zhou Lan said, "It seems you've already thought this through."

"Of course, the wise and great Lord Ximu has already thought of the guild's name!"

Chapter 332 Let's Fight Again

Zhou Lan did not ask Ximu what the name of the guild he planned to create would be.

He could guess it even with his knuckles.

This guy, both in terms of his identity and his inner thoughts, is indeed somewhat out of place with Fairy Tail.

So-called camaraderie is useless to demons.

All he needs to do is gradually grow stronger and eventually become the sole master of this world.

From this perspective, creating a guild that unifies the world is indeed a good idea, as it gathers all the strongest mages, making it the strongest guild.

This was the path Ximu had chosen from the very beginning, and Zhou Lan naturally supported his decision.

In terms of ability, Gerald and Ultear are two very good players.

Zhou Lan narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she had thought of something.

If I remember correctly, there is currently a road that Ximu could take.

In the near future, there will be an extremely grand event that will attract the attention of everyone on the entire continent.

Countless guilds will rise to fame at this grand event, while countless others will gradually fade into obscurity afterward.

That was the perfect opportunity for a change of dynasty.

Da Mo Dou performs martial arts.

Numerous guilds compete to participate in this top-tier event, with only one winner emerging victorious.

Perhaps it would be advisable for Ximu to establish his own power base in advance at that time.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing," Ximu said to Zhou Lan, drawing out his words.

He scratched his head: "Although I have indeed been a bit lazy while you were gone, I think I can still recruit one subordinate."

"Oh?" Zhou Lan became interested. "Let me guess who it is?"

"No!" west Mu quickly stopped Zhou Lan. "You guessed right away. I'll take you there."

Zhou Lan smiled; he already knew who it was.

Still looking puzzled, she followed Ximu, bypassing the noisy crowd in the guild, and headed towards another corner near the guild.

Pushing open the door, a disheveled figure appeared before Zhou Lan's eyes.

He looked like a troublemaker, with iron nails driven into his body, and he appeared to be in a sorry state, having lost all his strength.

Who else could it be but the remnant of the Phantom Lord, Gajeel the Iron Dragon?

"Heh, you've come." Gajeel, bound by chains, wearily raised his head and looked at the two figures, one tall and one short, in front of him.

He remembered looking at the two of them, Zhou Lan and west Mu, in the same way not long ago.

However, at that time, he was much more spirited and ambitious.

I never imagined I'd be a prisoner now.

Fairy Tail has no habit of mistreating prisoners, even though he had recently blasted the guild's main building through with an iron pillar.

His disheveled state stemmed from being crushed by Ximu and from exhaustion due to his magic being drained.

"You seem to be in pretty good shape," Ximu joked with a smile.

After Zhou Lan left, he visited Iron Dragon Gajeel once and asked him some questions about Iron Dragon Slayer Magic.

Gajeel didn't hide anything; he assumed that Ximu had become interested in his magic during their battle.

Little did they know that Ximu had already learned his magic through the Sky Codex.

Given this, Ximu remained relatively calm towards this guy and didn't take advantage of his misfortune.

The only thing he hated about the other person was their arrogance, which he had long ago crushed with his own hands—no, with his own feet.

The same goes for Iron Dragon Gajeel.

Even now, he still doesn't understand how Ximu could use multiple spells simultaneously, and even be second to none in his mastery of multiple different spells.

He is indeed very strong, both in his current strength and his potential for growth as a Dragon Slayer Mage.

For a long time to come, his strength will be almost on par with Natsu's.

But Ximu seems to have more power.

"Did you come all this way just to kill me?" Gajeel sneered.

He was a stubborn man, so even death wasn't something he was afraid of.

Looking around, his expression turned for a moment of desolation: "Rather than this, it's better to die and be free."

"At least if he dies, he might still be remembered fondly by that old man Joseph."

“Kill you? No.” Ximu smiled. “Life and death are the simplest things. I might as well tell you straight: you will soon be released without charge by Fairy Tail. I know these guys. They will definitely do it. The freedom you crave is not far away.”

Gajeel listened attentively, but when he heard that he had been acquitted, there was no joy on his face. He simply said coldly, "I've already gone to such lengths, how can you forgive me?"

"What a bunch of cowards," he commented.

He has not yet been swayed by so-called partners and friendships; his heart is as cold and hard as iron.

“Yes,” Ximu echoed.

If anyone locks him up, he'd want to kill them the moment he gets out of prison.

Of course, he wouldn't say who it was.

“But you’re wrong about one thing,” Ximu chuckled. “Even if you die, that Joseph won’t be able to remember you.”

"Why?" Gajeel was taken aback.

west Mu moved slightly to the side, creating some distance and revealing Zhou Lan's full figure.

He grinned, a wicked smile playing on his lips: "Because your guild, and that guild leader, have already been..."

“They’re all wiped out,” he said, enunciating each word clearly.

"Impossible!" Gajeel went somewhat mad, the chains binding him rattling loudly.

He stared at Zhou Lan in shock.

Although he had no feelings for the Phantom Lord, that old guy Joseph was still quite strong.

Not to mention that the Phantom Lord also has a final resort.

Even when he was provoking them, he didn't think Fairy Tail would be a match for Phantom Lord.

In the shadows, Zhou Lan curled the corners of her lips and smiled, "It's a pity you didn't see it."

“I see.” Ximu leaned in again. “Why not come with me? Being my subordinate is pretty good. Although I won’t give them bonuses, at least they won’t face the risk of their boss suddenly dying at any moment.”

What he said was quite serious, and it did make some sense.

Gajeel suddenly fell silent, his head bowed as if deep in thought.

He believed in great power, and there was no doubt that the two people in front of him were terrifyingly powerful.

west Mu could defeat him head-on, but Zhou Lan...

Obviously, there's no need for deception involved, if that's the case.

Zhou Lan's strength is likely beyond his imagination.

“Alright.” Gajeel looked up. “You’re right, but I have one request.”

"He can actually make demands?" west Mu looked at Zhou Lan with a look of curiosity.

Gajeel shook his head and slowly stood up, the chains rattling along with his movements.

“Fight me again, and beat me,” he said earnestly.

Ximu chuckled silently.

“Interesting, very interesting,” he said repeatedly. “There are actually people who want to get a second beating.”

Chapter 333 Shoe Soles That Won't Clean Themselves

If it were any other request, Ximu would definitely refuse outright.

But this...

He really couldn't refuse.

Having been influenced by the style of Fairy Tail, Nishiki didn't resist giving himself another chance to relax.

The exhaustion that had been plaguing Iron Dragon Gajiru vanished completely after Ximu agreed.

Those who believe in the supremacy of strength will not fear the strong either.

“But…” Gajeel hesitated for a moment, “You have drained my magic power.”

He is now extremely weak, probably only slightly stronger than an average person.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Lan seemed to have been prepared.

He pointed a finger at Gajeel, and the magic in the air seemed to obey the call, rushing wildly into Gajeel's body.

In that instant, even he himself couldn't react.

His magic has returned to its peak.

Gajiru glanced at Zhou Lan in surprise, and after a brief silence, he bowed deeply.

His actions stemmed from both his shock at Zhou Lan's ability to restore his magic with a casual flick of her finger and his recognition of Zhou Lan's fair and just attitude.

“With such power, the destruction of the Spectre Ruler was inevitable,” he sighed.

"Before that, I might need to inform those guys from Fairy Tail, after all, I'm still a prisoner..."

As Gajiru was speaking, Zhou Lan suddenly interrupted him: "No need."

Zhou Lan smiled and said in a nonchalant tone, "I believe Makarov will give me that face."