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

After he yielded and satisfied the wishes of both China and the Soviet Union, their expressions suddenly became pleased.

The thoughts in the mind of this demon, who had just been banished and had lost all his power, were actually quite simple.

Although he has lost his power, if even a strong mortal cannot force him to submit, how can he possibly regain his title as Lord of Thunder in the future?

As it turned out, he did it.

Although the methods are not exactly honorable, some demons don't care about such things.

"Now, we can talk about cooperation." Zhong Su chuckled.

Thor then belatedly realized that he had been tricked.

“I thought you were just a simple lunatic, but apparently you have some brains,” Thor cursed.

Although the other party may have used all of their limited intelligence on him.

He looked around; the customers in the shadows were still talking to each other, raising and lowering one sign after another.

Every time he raised his paddle, it meant that someone was raising the price for some part of him or Zhong Su.

It's highly likely that by the time all the placards are raised, they'll have been divided up.

Thor was anxious and asked Zhong Su, "I have lost all my divine power. You call yourself the Lord of Thunder, so where is your power? Help us escape!"

Zhong Su lowered his brows and said unhappily, "They're with someone else."

Thor: "Others? What other people?"

“My brother,” Zhong Suman said reluctantly.

Thor: "Fuck!"

Thor tried to struggle again, but the restraints bound him like a mummy, and the situation between China and the Soviet Union wasn't much better.

The operating table next to it looked very simple, but the anesthetic and scalpels on the trolley were neatly prepared.

"Think of a way, Saul, use your clever brain." Saul kept telling himself.

“In a moment, they will inject those needles into our bodies, and then we will be unconscious like before. We can’t let them do that. When you first appeared in front of me, you summoned an electric current. Can you do it again?” Thor suddenly thought of something and asked Zhong Su.

"Perhaps, now?"

“No, let’s wait until they’ve finished discussing it, and until the doctor comes in.” Thor glanced at the bright, blinding spotlight overhead.

He really wanted to complain: Is operating in this place really not a sterile procedure?

These guys don't have any divine power to guarantee they won't get infected.

But then I thought about it again, and it seemed that they never really intended for the two of them to leave here alive.

"In a moment, use all your strength to pierce the spotlight above our heads. There's a knife over there, see it?" Thor gestured with his chin, indicating that Zhong Su should look to the side.

"As long as we can escape, these weak humans can't withstand more than a few punches from me. No matter how many come, it won't make a difference."

After they finished speaking, the two fell silent again.

The Sino-Soviet Union suddenly fell silent. He was arrogant, but he was by no means brainless.

It's just that I haven't used it in a long time. Firstly, I don't need it because I have great power, and secondly, I don't need my brain in hell.

Even if he were stupid, he could tell that the current situation was just as Thor had said—very dangerous.

He didn't understand why Zhou Lan had sent him to this place to experience all of this.

"What exactly do you want me to learn?" Zhong Su was completely confused.

He remained unconvinced, but he also knew nothing about how to regain his power.

At this moment, he didn't even have time to think about those grand questions; he could only think of a way to escape from this dangerous place.

He had never been so disheveled.

Even in hell, he is the one who whips others.

But here, being irritable doesn't seem to work.

They have a special force to deal with irritability; those injections only require one shot to put him to sleep peacefully, no matter how much he struggles.

In some ways, this thing is much more effective than Zhou Lan's words and magic.

Chapter 411 We're cooperating!

Deep down, neither China nor the Soviet Union, nor Sol, ever respected the other.

If they had other options, they would rather fight each other again.

One of them thought the other was an incomprehensible madman, while the other thought the other was an insignificant insect.

These two similar yet extreme individuals have no choice but to cooperate at this moment.

In the silence, the sounds of discussion outside the glass room gradually thinned out, until finally, with a click, the familiar-looking doctor walked in with a smile on his lips.

He closed the door, behind him were eager, expectant eyes, while in front of him were two angry stares.

"This isn't my fault. It's your fault for not having the money to pay the bill." The doctor spread his hands and sneered, "As everyone knows, hospitals are cruel places."

He skillfully pushed the trolley containing the injections and surgical instruments between the two hospital beds and said calmly, "More importantly, neither of you has any family members or connections, so you'll have to pay for it yourselves."

“You, and you.” He pointed at Thor and Zhongsu, “Your organs are all very vibrant. Some wealthy people who yearn for immortality, and some rich people who are trapped by disease, are already impatient.”

"Isn't that a kind of contribution?"

“You have no idea who I am,” Zhong Su growled.

“He’s finished speaking,” Thor muttered.

“Interesting.” The doctor clapped his hands. “Then I’ll begin.”

He calmly picked up the syringe and said as he approached, "You two are as strong as wild bulls. I'll have to increase the dosage significantly. This will cost money."

"But thankfully you're worth it, haha."

"Who wants to be the first?" the doctor asked.

"Him!" the two voices exclaimed in unison, pointing at each other simultaneously.

The doctor paused for a moment, then laughed: "I heard you two are friends, but I've never seen such a bad friend before."

"Then, let's start with you." The doctor walked towards Zhong Su.

He casually pushed the trolley containing the surgical instruments forward a bit, making it easier to access them later.

At the same time, he untied the two straps binding Zhong Su's arms and reached for the veins.

In an instant, thunder roared through the hearts of both China and the Soviet Union.

He was trying to recall his past.

The reason lies in the fact that at this moment, he himself has no confidence whatsoever in whether he can draw upon even a trace of his past power.

His power was sealed by Zhou Lan.

He was trying to recall what Zhou Lan had said when he was trapped.

Part of it was sealed, but what about the rest? How much was left? Neither China nor the Soviet Union knew.

The days when he could summon endless thunder simply by calling out to it, as he always did, are long gone.

He is now even weaker than when Ximu was first released from prison.

At least Ximu could still fly and summon a light rain, while he couldn't even summon a decent bolt of thunder.

That's really ruthless, he thought.

The slight pain of the needle piercing the skin startled Zhong Su.

Absolutely not, let him inject those liquids into his body, otherwise everything will be over.

He roared, but to the doctor, it was just a futile struggle.

The doctor paused for a moment, then chuckled, "Does it really hurt that much? I thought you were a tough guy in spirit."

Both Zhong and Su had bloodshot eyes, their thoughts tangled like a jumbled mess.

He growled, his heart roaring in anger.

"If I were to fall in a place like this, wouldn't I become the most useless one among the demons?"

"Zhou Lan? Zhou Lan! You can't do this to me! What do you want me to learn?!"

"Let me go back! I should be in the palace, not this wretched place, damn it! I deserve to be punished!"

The Chinese and Soviet Union exchanged angry words for a while.

But it was all in vain; no matter how hard he tried, he was just like a child struggling in vain.

But this made it difficult for the doctor to find his pulse, so he could only hold his hand tightly and try to give him another injection.

Finally, China and the Soviet Union stopped trying to struggle and calmed down.

He suddenly felt a little regretful.

If, upon escaping hell, he hadn't gone to cause trouble for the Holy Lord, but instead had said a few kind words to Zhou Lan, perhaps things wouldn't have ended up like this.

Come to think of it, it seems that he hasn't even had a proper conversation with his eldest brother among his eight siblings, having finally escaped from hell.

I wonder what other demons did when they were first released from prison?

The Sino-Soviet Union shared their thoughts.

He sighed, and as the doctor inserted the needle again, a tingling sensation spread through his palm.

Suddenly, both China and the Soviet Union were shaken.

There was no time to think about anything else; this was the feeling. Even though his body was struggling to withstand the electric current, that old feeling had returned.

He shuddered violently, and a tiny electric current flowed directly into his arm.

"Hiss—" The doctor suddenly lost his grip and uncontrollably took half a step back, a wisp of black smoke rising from his fingertips.

He was shocked by an electric shock.

Seeing something was wrong, the doctor rushed forward and shouted outside, "Quick, hold him down!"

"Now!" Thor was overjoyed and shouted to the Chinese and Soviet Union.

This guy is indeed like him; his abilities are indeed related to thunder.

He frantically gestured for Zhong Su to look up at the overhead lights and the cart beside him.

The Chinese and Soviet leaders, understanding each other perfectly, opened their mouths and roared.

Strands of silvery-white electricity flowed from his arm and disappeared into the ground, causing a flash of sparks that startled the crowd into screaming in panic.

The overload current was only momentary, but it obediently rushed towards the line indicated by Thor.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the only spotlight emitted a dense rustling sound. Finally, with a bang, it was over.

It exploded.

Darkness suddenly descended on all sides.

"Lights! Lights!" someone shouted urgently.

Zhong Su stretched his numb arm, pressed it against the trolley next to him, and touched the cold scalpel.

He cut very quickly, and the restraints on his body made a series of snapping sounds.

He finally escaped and stood in the darkness.

"And me! Don't forget who gave you this idea!" Thor shouted urgently.

A series of hurried footsteps came from outside. The entire underground black market's circuits had been cut off. The underground security guards who rushed over, along with the beams of their flashlights, had already reached the doorway not far away.

There were many people, including customers who were fleeing in panic due to the anomaly, and footsteps from the outside world, all piled up densely, making it impossible to hear anything in the environment.

“We’re partners, remember? Don’t abandon me!” Thor shouted into the darkness.

Chapter 412 The Madman!

Thor shouted into the darkness, but there was no response.

Neither China nor the Soviet Union spoke, but Saul heard footsteps very close by.