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

People who are confident in their own strength always feel that they can defeat everyone by themselves.

Whether or not he actually has that ability, at least it sounds cool to say it.

"I don't think so. Rules are rules. If this is how it's done in the first year, what will happen in the future?"

"Agreed, but setting a precedent like this... isn't quite appropriate."

"They were already allowed to bring their guild headquarters to the capital..."

"Let's just follow the rules and have the teams fight honestly. Actually, all we need to do is talk to someone and that should be enough."

"No matter what, it's just a guild. The kingdom should have its own principles."

The discussion ended quickly, and everyone seemed to agree on the same point.

In their opinion, the moment Ximu uttered those harsh words, he had already exhausted all the coolness he wanted to show off.

But, at that moment...

Footsteps sounded, and a familiar figure walked into the group of people who were discussing something.

"To fulfill the conditions of the Devil's Tail, Ximu, is my order." These were the first words the newcomer uttered.

"Princess... Your Highness?! What brings you here?" Many eyes turned to the newcomer in surprise.

Princess Emerald spoke to them decisively and gave them her orders.

She has always been a powerful figure.

Several pairs of eyes turned to the jade.

She looked tired, and even her pupils were trembling slightly.

It was as if they had just experienced some extraordinary event.

When would this powerful princess, who could remain unmoved even if Mount Tai collapsed before her, ever have such an expression?

No one knows what she went through.

Even Princess Emerald herself, now back in the present world, couldn't believe it.

After witnessing what happened behind the Gate of Eclipse, she suddenly felt the insignificance and bewilderment of life.

The grand edifice of life, built up in the first half of one's life, collapsed in an instant.

"Your Highness, we have conveyed your wishes, but... what's wrong?" The crowd inquired with concern.

From the moment Emerald entered until her orders were relayed, she sat to the side with unfocused eyes, seemingly unaware of the passage of time.

“It’s…terrifying…” Emerald murmured absentmindedly.

Chapter 387 Final

the other side.

A message was delivered like a thunderbolt.

To everyone's surprise, the organizers actually agreed to Ximu's idea.

He is about to step into the ring alone for the final.

As for Fairy Tail, they also need to consult their opinions, at least their guild master Makarov.

Because this was hardly a fair duel.

But when the messenger arrived at Makarov's location to ask for his opinion, Makarov did not speak. The old man simply shook his head silently, indicating that he had no objection and signaling for the final to continue.

After the envoy left, Makarov finally breathed a sigh of relief, his gaze quickly sweeping back and forth between the two seats on either side of him.

Makarov was helpless.

He was made into dumplings.

Zhou Lan, and another man he had never met before, whose strength seemed equally unfathomable.

The two people sat down very naturally on his left and right sides.

It just so happens that he's sandwiched in the middle.

As a result, he was experiencing extreme inner turmoil at that moment.

"How about we... switch places?" After a long silence, Makarov finally spoke to the Holy Lord beside him.

"You're too kind, alright then." The Holy Lord smiled.

When the seats were switched, Makarov felt a little less pressure.

Although these two living fathers are still around, it's still better than before.

Of course, what he didn't know was that after he and the Holy Lord switched seats, Zhou Lan also silently withdrew the aura she had slightly released.

It's just a little pressure, only to keep the final going.

"Is this where Ximu will fight in a bit?" The Holy Lord stretched lazily and gestured towards the center of the arena with his chin pursed.

He could already see the figures below the stage; Ximu was standing there.

“That’s right, this is also where I’ll check on his growth. After this battle is over, I’ll take him and you back first,” Zhou Lan said.

“That’s good.” The Holy Lord said, his broad arm draped over the back of the seat, looking very imposing. “I also wanted to see how he’s been doing lately.”

"The power of this world doesn't seem as strong as the third world you took me to back then."

"which one?"

"The one who obtained the Nebula Body."

Zhou Lan was speechless for a moment. Wasn't that obvious?

He paused for a moment, then said, "One must take things one step at a time. Once we've dealt with the immortal god corresponding to him, we'll leave this to Ximu."

The Holy Lord nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the arena: "It's quite prosperous, not bad."

Compared to Zhou Lan, he seemed much more relaxed.

Because he was genuinely on vacation.

A mere ten thousand dragons were just something that happened incidentally during the trip.

The two demons chatted casually.

After receiving full approval from both guilds and the organizers, the five members of Fairy Tail and Westwood from the other side finally stepped onto the stage.

"Partner, you're stronger than I ever imagined." Natsu clenched his fist on the other side.

He still remembers how he felt when he first met Ximu, and he will never forget the pressure he felt when facing a hundred thunder dragons on the arena not long ago.

This guy's growth rate is terrifyingly fast, like he's on a rocket.

Beside him, four teammates stood in a row, their eyes filled with solemnity.

Lucy, Erza, Gray, and Mirajane.

This final match was truly a testament to the immense pressure they faced.

If they win, that's fine, but if they lose, they might really be nailed to the pillar of shame.

They'll be on the lips of the mages of these kingdoms for at least a few years.

Unless Ximu can also soar to great heights in the future, showcasing strength that crushes everyone and earning the title of the continent's number one mage or something.

Only then will people add a comment when they talk about this battle in the future: after all, it was against that guy, so it's normal to lose.

“I understand what you’re worried about.” Standing on the stage, Ximu said to the five people opposite him, “But don’t worry.”

"I can't let it go," Lucy muttered.

"Heh, as long as I show everyone a power that makes them despair, perhaps then they won't remember anything."

west Mu said calmly, "There is no one who dares to do things his own way in the face of the power he is about to unleash."

Because at this moment, he is truly very strong.

He reached out and lifted the Celestial Codex, a magic book created with Zhou Lan's help from the very beginning, a book unique to him, and it rose into the sky under his support.

It rose higher and higher until it attracted everyone's attention.

The next second, a terrifying aura erupted, sweeping across the entire capital in an instant.

The dragon's roar swept across the entire territory like a storm, pressing down on everyone so that they couldn't stand up straight.

Everyone lowered their bodies involuntarily at the sound of the dragon's roar, pressing their hands to their chests to calm their pounding hearts.

“You haven’t seen me in my prime yet, have you?” Ximu said to the person opposite him.

He finally smiled.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the audience seats, where two figures had already taken their seats and were watching him intently.

Zhou Lan, and the Holy Lord.

His two older brothers were present.

At this very moment, I'm sure you're already reflecting on yourself.

"Then let the vortexes in the sky roar even more fiercely," Ximu roared.

In an instant, the Celestial Codex unfurled in the sky, its steel-like black skeleton stretching out amidst the surging magic.

It began to expand, becoming enormous.

At first, a giant dragon's paw stomped down, until two seconds later.

The remaining body of the black dragon Acnologia, the skeletal dragon, stood on the arena's ring.

It was pitch black, with countless magical halos flowing around it, and the enhancements from nearly a thousand spells did not only affect Ximu.

And then there's the Bone Dragon.

Its current power is even more intense than when it was alive, and its oppressive aura is even greater than before.

Logically speaking, how can the afterlife compare to life?

But despite being attribute-less, it absorbed too much magic power in Ximu's hands, especially now, as the demonic energy of the Heavenly Demon swirls and surges within his empty chest.

This is a bone dragon that could almost destroy the world.

It descended upon the arena, roaring towards the mortal world.

For a moment, the entire arena fell silent.

Besides being shocked, they were even more afraid that even the slightest movement they made would attract the attention of this skeletal dragon.

That is the innate human awe of higher and more powerful beings.

Releasing the Bone Dragon, Ximu tilted his head, and jet-black wings unfurled from behind him.

He soared into the air, standing majestically atop the skeletal dragon's head, extending his hand in an inviting gesture, but his expression was disdainful as he said:

“This dragon is my retinue, so it’s your turn.”

Chapter 388 Bitter Battle

Magisters possess powerful magic and spells, and strength that surpasses that of ordinary people.

But if you put them in a real situation, in some ways they are no different from ordinary people.

Some beings seem to be born this way.

Only when ordinary people hike to the mountainside and look up can they spot them.

Ximu stood calmly atop the Broken Bone Dragon's head, looking down at the arena below.

The five members of Fairy Tail also looked up and met his gaze, just as mortals look up at a mountain peak.

No one could understand how the five of them felt at that moment.

Are you afraid?

Of course there is.

The oppressive aura emanating from this skeletal dragon is almost indistinguishable from that of the black dragon Acnologia in its lifetime.

That's a being capable of destroying the world.