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

His gaze sharpened as he met Zhou Lan's calm eyes, pleading, "If it's you, someone with such great power, you must have a way, right?" "Show your sincerity!" Zhou Lan whispered.

“I can make Berserker commit suicide!” Matou Kariya said without hesitation.

He brandished the three Command Seals in his hand as if he had grasped at a lifeline.

"One isn't enough? Two will do! Two isn't enough? Three will do! I'll do anything as long as you're willing to help!" He couldn't bear to watch Matou Sakura gradually fall into the abyss before his eyes.

That would be worse than killing him.

“Whether it’s Saber or Rider, I can have Berserker stand in front of you and become your pawn!” Zhou Lan glanced at him.

He almost knelt down.

Zhou Lan sighed almost imperceptibly.

This is the cruelty of this world.

Such is the reality: everyone must atone for their past choices.

If Kariya Matou hadn't run away from home when he was young and become the heir to the Matou family, Sakura wouldn't have suffered such a tragic fate.

But in any case, the fate of the Matou family is unchangeable.

Matou Zouken, this old fellow who has lived for hundreds of years.

From beginning to end, all he wanted was a vessel that could grant him immortality.

Whether it's Matou Kariya or Matou Sakura, someone has to bear the consequences.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: You look so listless, can you smile?

"I can grant your request!"

Upon hearing Zhou Lan's words, Matou Kariya suppressed his pain and immediately stood up straight.

"But this is not out of sympathy; I do not possess that kind of emotion!"

Zhou Lan said, "I sense a possibility of pleasure emanating from you!"

"What do you mean...?" Matou Kariya asked, puzzled.

"Let's go!" Zhou Lan tapped the table, reminding the Holy Lord to put down his comic book.

"Where to? Kill this kid in front of us?" the Holy Lord asked, puzzled.

Matou Kariya shuddered.

"Isn't your next target the Berserker? My brother, we've got some fun to watch!"

Zhou Lan laughed loudly.

I like fun things!

The Holy Lord slowly rose to his feet.

That night.

The Matou family mansion.

Matou Kariya entered the mansion, his face contorted with tension.

Zhou Lan made a request that he could not refuse at all.

He can help, but only if, as the protagonist of the story, Matou Kariya puts on a sufficiently exciting performance for him.

That guy is absolutely a demon! Matou Kariya felt a sense of fear rising in his heart.

But he had no choice but to do it.

Even making a deal with the devil is far better than watching the hope of seizing the Holy Grail slip away before your eyes.

He had no choice but to go to Zhou Lan.

Caster is too powerful, and Zhou Lan, as its Master, is even more despair-inducing.

This is the only chance.

Fortunately, he succeeded.

Swaying from pain and inner turmoil, Matou Kariya burst into the mansion.

The noise he made quickly attracted the attention of Zouken Matou, his father.

This was an ugly old man, short in stature, and the dark magic he possessed was even more repulsive.

Perhaps he was a respectable guy when he was young and upheld the ideals of justice, but he became a disgusting bug when he lost himself in the desire and pursuit of immortality.

"Kanya? You shouldn't be here!"

Seeing the swaying Matou Kariya, Zouken Matou said sternly.

"Then where should I be?" Matou Kariya raised his head, his face contorted in pain.

"The Holy Grail, the Holy Grail War! You bastard, don't you want to save Sakura anymore? Or are you still the same as before, never changed, always a complete coward who only knows how to run away!" "Run away? Hahahaha!" Matou Kariya suddenly burst into laughter, his expression crazed. "Yes, you're right, all I know how to do is run away, and because of running away, Aoi's daughter is suffering for me!" "I'm a scumbag! A coward! A selfish bastard!" He began to curse himself.

“Kariya…?” Zouken Matou suddenly realized something was wrong.

"But old man! You're wrong too! You're the one who's wrong the most!" Matou Kariya suddenly pointed straight at him, hatred creeping up his face like writhing worms crawling across it.

“You’ve only ever wanted to satisfy your own desires. I just didn’t want to be your vessel. What did I do wrong!” His voice was like thunder, and a bolt of lightning flashed across the night sky.

Footsteps sounded, and another descendant of the Matou family emerged from behind the wall.

"What are you doing?" Shinji Matou was drawn over by the sound and looked at the two arguing people with confusion.

"Shinji, ignore him, he's just a madman!"

Matou Zouken said angrily.

Not far away, through the darkness of the night, Zhou Lan and the Holy Lord observed the scene that was about to unfold before them.

"Shinji Matou? This kid might have psychological trauma later on, right?" Zhou Lan said with a smile, showing no worry at all.

"What a twisted sense of humor!" The Holy Lord revealed a wicked smile.

"But surprisingly, it was also quite enjoyable!"

he exclaimed.

"You'll be in charge of dealing with Berserker in a bit!"

Zhou Lan gave the order calmly.

Before his eyes, everyone's fate seemed to be nothing more than a thin thread moving in the palm of his hand.

The blade of revenge should rightfully be wielded by the avengers.

The audience, seated comfortably on their pedestals, are only responsible for discussing the play; getting involved themselves would only lead to them getting tainted.

In the mansion.

The quarrel continued.

Zouken Matou seemed to be trembling with rage, his facial muscles twitching as he roared, "Kariya, I don't know what's wrong with you! If you don't want our agreement to be nullified, then take your Berserker and continue the Holy Grail War! Otherwise, don't blame me for not showing any mercy to my father!" Kariya Matou's figure suddenly froze, as if he had grasped something crucial, and he muttered, "Yes, Berserker, haha, that's right, Berserker!" He suddenly spread his arms wide, his face contorted, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth as he roared angrily, "Berserker!!!" A figure shrouded in black mist slowly appeared.

Zouken Matou's expression changed drastically, and he said in disbelief, "Kariya, what are you doing? Are you crazy?!" Beside him, Shinji Matou suddenly realized something was wrong, his pupils trembled, and he slowly took a few steps back.

Matou Kariya stretched out his hand, pointing directly at his father, and a Command Seal slowly disappeared.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Berserker! Obey your Master, Kariya Matou's rebellious act!" Berserker let out a roar like a wild beast, staggered and smashed the floor, picked up a chair next to him and turned it into his Noble Phantasm.

He ran two steps, and the grotesque armored figure immediately filled the old man's field of vision.

"Yan Ye! What are you doing! Are you crazy? You can't save me even if you kill me..." Bang—Berserker swung his arms down, and a pool of bloody flesh and mud gushed out from under him.

Immediately afterwards, he frantically picked up a chair and smashed it down.

The unsettling sounds of bones cracking and flesh disintegrating rang out one after another.

Shinji Matou was so shocked by this scene that he fell to the ground and couldn't help but crawl backward, his face covered in tears and snot.

"Uncle Yanye has gone mad. He killed the old man. We have to escape..." Shinji Matou crawled on the floor, but he couldn't muster any strength.

After a long while, the violent crashing sounds behind them finally stopped.

He glanced back and saw that everything was in disarray, with only a pool of blood-stained mud remaining on the ground.

His gaze shifted, and he met Matou Kariya's ferocious face.

“Uncle Yanye, I didn’t do anything… I’m a good person…” he cried out in fear.

Matou Kariya remained silent, only lowering his head as he walked towards the underground insect storage.

Berserker roared, as if he had gone mad.

Having just killed Zouken Matou, he was on the verge of going berserk.

However, Matou Kariya had completely disregarded everything else.

He paused for a moment at the entrance to the underground insect silo.

There was no sound inside. Matou Sakura had gotten used to the insects gnawing at her, and she wouldn't even make a sound.

This is what Zouken Matou told him personally.

Reaching out to rub his face, Matou Kariya forcibly suppressed the ferocity and distortion on his face and the pain in his body.

In an instant, a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Sakura, it's all over. Your uncle has come to see you!"

He slowly took a step, and the smile he had forced finally crumbled when he saw the tiny body in the insect chamber crawling with countless Crest Bugs.

Tears streamed down his face as he knelt down, reaching out his hands to cup Matou Sakura's expressionless face, ignoring the gnawing of the Crest Worms.

"It's alright, it's alright, Kariya, you rascal, everything's over..." Matou Kariya wiped away his tears, finally managing to force a smile again, and lifted her out of the insect pod, muttering to himself, "Really, Sakura, why are you so listless? Can't you smile?" "Cough...cough..." His shoulders trembled.

This cowardly man cried again.

He picked up Matou Sakura and slowly stepped up the stairs.

A violent noise came from above.

As expected, Berserker went berserk.

He was already under the Berserk effect when he was summoned by Kariya Matou, putting him on the verge of being extremely uncontrollable.

Inside the mansion, Shinji Matou crawled on the ground in terror; he had never seen such a horrifying scene before.

A pool of dirty yellow water ran down his trouser leg. He was terrified and only thought about escaping.

Yan Ye's follower killed the old man; soon it will be his turn.

He has completely gone mad.

Why go to such lengths for a girl who doesn't belong to the Matou family?

Matou Kariya is a madman! Just then, a powerful pressure descended from the sky.

Shinji Matou looked up, his gaze suddenly trembling. Another monster! Shendu reverted to his demon form, standing over three meters tall in front of Berserker.

His original next target was this beastly guy.

"We've had enough of the show, it's time to end it!"

He grinned, and the "Glory of the Ancient Demon" descended in an instant.

The blood-red sky instantly swept across the world.

A sacred sound suddenly rang out, and the dragons spread their wings and swooped down in a massive, overwhelming attack.

Berserker roared incessantly as he forcibly tore down a pillar and charged forward, swaying from side to side.

However, the Holy Lord was faster than him.

In the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of him instantly, its figure suddenly rising.

He reached out and pressed down forcefully, and the pillar shattered in his palm.

He held Berserker down, like Godzilla forcibly pulling away the MUTO's kiss of death.

The Dragon Talisman, a Noble Phantasm-level weapon, was instantly amplified to its peak.

He split open his jaw, and bursting flames poured out without ceasing.

This is an outburst with the same power as Excalibur, a Noble Phantasm of King Arthur and Saber.