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

The once dark underground space vanished silently, like an elusive wind.

A crimson scroll unfolds before me.

The sky was tinged with a hazy red, like the deepest twilight, and the roar of the colossal object streaking across the sky reverberated overhead.

Whether near or far, the dark shadows flying in the sky are telling tales of the past.

Before the enormous, teetering sunset, a dragon spreads its wings, its wingtips slicing through the wind and tearing open a scroll of crimson ruins.

“Here…” Emerald was stunned by the scene and was speechless for a moment.

"We have returned to the past, to the time when the dragon race still existed in this world, and also to the time when they were about to come to an end."

Before the enormous, fiery red sunset, Zhou Lan spoke words that left people pondering deeply.

Why the dragon race of the past disappeared remains a mystery.

But from Zhou Lan's words, he seemed to know all of this.

"So, why did they disappear?" Emerald wondered.

The Holy Lord suddenly interjected, saying with a playful tone, "Does this matter? Although I don't know why your world disappeared in the past, I do know why it's about to come to an end."

As he spoke, the Holy Lord rolled up his sleeves.

“These are the guys, right?” He looked at Zhou Lan and received a nod of approval from her.

"Living or dead?" The Holy Lord said in a serious tone, which terrified Emerald.

“That depends on whether you need to expand enrollment at your Dragon School,” Zhou Lan said.

The Holy Lord's gaze swept across the sky.

"Recruiting students?" He tightened his tie with an air of nonchalance, his gaze fixed on the giant dragon in the sky.

"Interesting. Well then, the principal is here."

Chapter 384 Let's Go Catch the Dragon!

Regardless of the past, what caused these dragons that dominated an entire era to fall from grace?

Now that the Holy Lord has descended, none of that matters anymore.

Or rather, from the moment Zhou Lan set her sights on them, nothing else mattered.

The script has been written, and the thugs are in place.

The Holy Lord rolled up his sleeves and strode off into the distance.

“Don’t…go over there…” Emerald quickly reached out her hand, trying to stop the Holy Lord.

Rationally speaking, the most correct thing to do at this moment should be to discuss tactics... or something.

But the Holy Lord clearly doesn't play by the rules.

He seemed not to hear the voice behind him, and with one step, his figure disappeared in an instant.

His movements were impossible to capture with the naked eye alone.

"Where...is he?" Emerald looked around in confusion. "Where did he go? Lord Zhou Lan?"

Zhou Lan pointed her finger at the sky.

Jadeite is visible in the distance.

Before the enormous setting sun, the figure of the Holy Lord suddenly appeared in the center of the sunset.

His entire body erupted with terrifying power.

A giant dragon soared past from the side, its eyes fixed on the Holy Lord.

Humans? When did they arrive?

It scoffed, seemingly uninterested in pursuing the matter further, and simply flapped its wings, preparing to slip away to the side.

The Holy Lord raised an eyebrow and reached out his hand toward the giant dragon.

In an instant, as if bound and imprisoned by the heavens and earth, the giant dragon struggled in panic, but could not escape this invisible confinement.

"Did I allow you to leave?" the Holy Lord asked in confusion.

He grabbed the dragon with one hand and swung the other hand behind him.

A huge crack resembling a spatial rift suddenly appeared in the sky.

For the dragon, at this moment, the crack was more like an open bag.

The Holy Lord grabbed it with one hand and flung it behind him.

It was thus uncontrollably thrown into the spatial rift.

The dragon claw clung desperately to the edge of the crack, using all its strength, but its magic seemed to be shackled.

The dragon's prized physique and strength proved incredibly fragile in the face of the pull of the spatial rift.

The dragon claws were peeled away inch by inch, and it was finally swallowed into the spatial rift.

At this moment, the dragon had nothing else on its mind but one thought.

"Enemy attack!!!"

Within the crack was a chaotic space, and the dragon suddenly felt the restraints and shackles on its body disappear.

It lifted off the ground, flapped its wings, and raised its head to look at the opening of the crack above and the light shining in from the outside.

As long as it can reach that place, it can get out.

The human I just saw was an extremely terrifying being!

It didn't even have time to ponder why a human could possess the power to capture him so easily.

Just then, as it tried to fly towards the exit of the crack again, a black shadow of the same size fell from the crack and crashed straight into it, knocking it back inside.

When the dragon looked at the intruder, its heart sank.

It was struck by another dragon, the same victim.

At this moment, the newly arrived dragon was still full of confusion.

It was just passing by in the sky when it was thrown by a force and ended up here.

The attacker was too fast for it to understand what was happening, and it didn't even get a glimpse of what the attacker looked like.

"What is this???" she asked, puzzled.

"We have to get out! There seem to be enemies preparing to hunt us. Upwards, escape!"

The first dragon didn't have time to explain further; it looked up at the light from the crack above and tried to escape once more.

But this time, the moment it spread its dragon wings, a scorching heat emanated from its back.

This aura was not singular, but incredibly hot, like molten lava erupting from volcanoes.

The two giant dragons paused for a moment, then slowly turned their heads to look back.

One after another, ferocious-looking dragons similar to them panted, their blood-red eyes fixed intently on them.

"Oh, damn it—"

The local dragons only had time to cry out in alarm before they were overwhelmed by the dragon legion that was already waiting in the crevice.

They couldn't even understand why there was a group of creatures in this space that were similar to them in form and even race, yet possessed more bloodthirst and a stronger desire to fight.

Through the crack, the outside world.

The Lord is busy.

Although he had just called himself the principal, teaching subordinates was not his forte.

Coincidentally, he also had a dragon legion of followers.

That makes it simple. Just throw everything in, no matter what.

With him in charge, none of them will escape.

As he captured these dragons and threw them into the spatial rifts of the dragon legion, he spread his power throughout the world.

This is a declaration of war.

He plans to wipe out the dragons from this world.

Meanwhile, Princess Emerald, watching from afar, was completely dumbfounded.

She stood there blankly, like an insignificant lackey, watching as the Holy Lord captured the dragons one by one, as easily as catching chickens and slaughtering dogs.

Those powerful magical creatures that shook the heavens and earth in the legends of the past could not even struggle in the hands of the Holy Lord.

He was like a seasoned fisherman, his skillful handling even more effortless than SpongeBob catching jellyfish.

"Am I dreaming? I must be dreaming!" Emerald kept rubbing her face.

She suddenly felt a sense of unreality, as if reality had shattered.

Zhou Lan chuckled softly and instantly appeared beside the Holy Lord.

"Brother, are you here to share some of my burden?" The Holy Lord asked Zhou Lan while grabbing a giant dragon that was trying to escape and skillfully stuffing it into the spatial rift.

The commotion here is enormous. This guy, the Holy Lord, is practically declaring war on the whole world. More and more dragons are arriving from all over the world, from near to far.

"Pressure?" Zhou Lan smiled. "I haven't seen any."

He waved his hand to stop a giant dragon that was about to fly into the spatial rift, and with a flick of his wrist, a dazzling stream of magic was extracted from the dragon's body and fell into Zhou Lan's palm.

He calmly tucked the magic into his sleeve.

“Go on, next one,” he said.

The Holy Lord's eyes lit up; Zhou Lan had come to cooperate with him.

"That's good. The dragon is mine, and this power is yours."

The two demons chatted and laughed in the sky, unhurried, like close friends chatting and joking with each other on a spring outing.

But this incredibly warm and harmonious scene undoubtedly looked quite different to the local dragons.

"My God, is this the end of the world?"

Countless dragons only realized what was happening after getting close to the two demons and tried to flee in the opposite direction.

But they were held down by the two people who were chatting and laughing.

Freedom and magic have been lost.

Chapter 385 Ximu: I'm being isolated

What happened in another era, four hundred years ago, cannot yet affect the present world.

The capital of the Kingdom of Fiore.

The grand event known as the Grand Magic Games continues.

Since yesterday, when Ximu made his move without any concealment and displayed his power, everyone understood that the first place in this first-ever grand event in the kingdom's history was already a foregone conclusion.

Ximu is just too strong.

He seemed to be proficient in all magic, and his mastery of every magical path was absolute.

Whether it's strength, speed, or any other dimension, there's nothing he can't do, only things he hasn't shown yet.

If this were a game, each mage would have their own six-dimensional combat power chart.

Other mages all have some shortcomings, and at most one or two of them can reach the boundary of the six-dimensional diagram.

And Ximu.

If his combat strength were also visualized, his six-dimensional chart would be incredibly powerful.

With Zhou Lan's help, he absorbed nearly a thousand different spells during this period, and became proficient in each one.

This is his talent as a demon of the heavens, as one of the greatest demon wizards of all time.

Perhaps all these things from the past have been lost, buried in the blood-red time of hell.

But at least now, he has found it again.