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

The portals twisted and receded under the pale purple light, and a full moon slowly descended, settling above the sky of hell.

The full moon twisted, then suddenly trembled, and a thin slit opened abruptly.

Little Red looked up.

A pale purple full moon hung in the sky, its thin slit resembling an open eyelid.

At this moment, it is like an enormous eye, calmly watching everything in hell.

"Mr. Devil!" Little Red exclaimed in surprise.

Her heart was finally at peace.

She remembered what the devil had told her before.

"When the moon appears in hell, that will be my eye. You just need to resist the demons of darkness, and my gaze will be on you..." The demon said that he had calculated that he would have other things to do by now, so it seems that he has temporarily left.

Now it seems that the full moon overhead, which looks exactly like an eye, is Mr. Devil's gaze.

However, this move is simply too shocking.

She's even afraid the Dark Demon might not dare to come.

"Running around, Mr. Demon is quite the busy man..." Little Red pouted, her moon demonic energy gathering in her arms, ready to be unleashed.

The danger was drawing ever closer.

It seems this Dark Demon is a reckless fool, or perhaps he hasn't noticed the Demon Lord's eyes above his head yet? Little Red wasn't sure.

All she knew was that it was time for her to step onto the scene! Not long before, on the other side...

A water kingdom called Fontaine.

In the courtroom of the Opéra Garnier Opera, Furnessa, with tears in her eyes, stared in disbelief at the people judging her.

She was set up.

The traveler, Navelette... everyone is questioning her identity as the water goddess.

Therefore, they spared no effort and set up an ambush for her, bringing her to the highest court in all of Fontaine.

For the sake of the prophecy, for the sake of the people of Fontainebleau, she devoted herself to performing it for five hundred years.

Although Zhou Lan had already informed her that her trial was about to begin.

Her subjects and friends, without telling her, sent her to court.

But when that moment actually arrived, she couldn't help but tremble with grievance.

For the water goddess, Funina de Fontaine, this was also a betrayal.

When she trembled as she reached her hand into the container filled with the waters of the primordial womb, everything became clear.

Despite her struggles, she could not change the fact that she would also be affected by the waters of the primordial womb.

The people of Fontainebleau dissolve in the primordial seawater, but as gods, how could they be affected by it?

"It's fake! She's fake!" Shouts of protest came from the audience.

Her people, who once respected and loved her, are now criticizing her.

Is identity really that important...? "Silence! The trial of Lady Furina will be decided by the Cardinal of the Proclamation!" The Supreme Judge Navelette remained calm, as was customary, leaving everything to the Cardinal of the Proclamation for judgment.

Instantly, everyone fell silent, their eyes fixed on the judicial machine that symbolized Fontaine's justice.

When the scales fell, everything settled down.

Navelette paused for a moment, then slowly said, "According to the decree of the Cardinal, the water god is sentenced to death..." "Death penalty!" A commotion erupted in the opera house.

This result exceeded everyone's expectations.

Even if he was an imposter, why did the cardinal decree give the death penalty?

At the very least, they should be sent to the Petersburg prison in Melo! The word "death penalty" thundered through Funina's mind.

She took two steps back in disbelief, looking around in confusion.

"Why?" she murmured.

Confusion and pain swept over her like a storm.

At this moment, there is only one answer, only one choice.

She covered her head and, on the stage, shouted that name with all her might.

"Mr. Zhou Lan! Please...please help me!" He said he would hear me as long as I called his name in my heart! Now is the time!

Chapter 125 These past years have been tough for you.

Opéra Opéra.

Center stage.

Fu Ningna stood alone on this stage that belonged only to her.

The gazes from the audience were all filled with doubt.

The water god, who was being judged, called out an unfamiliar name in the courtroom.

The verdict has been made public, and no one can change this rule.

Who else could help her? Villette looked at the stage with a puzzled expression, a sense of foreboding suddenly rising in his heart.

Below the stage, the Traveler and Paimon were also stunned, both by the death sentence pronounced during the trial and by Fryna's almost hysterical screams.

They did not want this outcome.

I just wanted to find out from Funina what she was hiding in her heart.

They did these things from the perspective of wanting to stop the Fontaine prophecy.

But fate is a strange cycle, and everything they did for it became part of a prophecy in the dark.

All the people of Fontaine will dissolve in the sea, leaving only the gods of Fontaine to weep on their thrones.

The doubts in Villette's heart finally became reality in the next instant.

The earthquake struck suddenly, and the sea level of the primordial gestation sea rose rapidly, making all attempts to stop it futile.

This is a critical moment.

Inside the Opiclie Opera House, the curtain is rising.

The decree decreed that the cardinal suddenly began to tremble, emitting a faint halo that enveloped the stage.

Suddenly, the pure divine aspect of Fukaros, also known as Funina, appeared, dressed in a long dress.

She was as delicate as a gentle breeze, with a faint smile on her lips, and a soft halo of light obscured the viewer's vision.

She landed in front of Funina.

She reached out and embraced Funina, who was herself.

"Alright, alright, it's all coming to an end..." She radiated a divine glow, gently stroking Funina's head, her voice ethereal, "These years have been tough, haven't they!"

Her voice carried a trace of lingering guilt.

Fukalos never left Fontaine.

She witnessed everything in the Cardinal Orders.

Trials after trials, opera after opera, and Furness's clumsy and somewhat awkward performances.

And, just now, the final trial.

She was as gentle as a mother, yet her face was as resolute as a mountain.

Funina was crying, and she reached out her arm to wipe away her tears, but she couldn't stop them.

She is indeed not a water goddess.

She was just an actress playing the role of a water goddess.

They lacked powerful elemental force, commanding authority, and even the Eye of God.

She is just an ordinary person.

But even as an ordinary person, she was meticulous and earnest, fulfilling the elusive and unattainable wish that Fukaros had promised her.

Five hundred years of effort.

Sometimes, a single sentence can bind a person's entire life.

She, too, was trapped in a prison for five hundred years, silently exerting all her strength to do this seemingly insignificant thing for a wish that she didn't know if it could be fulfilled.

It wasn't until this moment that she truly felt it.

It's all worth it.

"Take a rest!"

Fucarus gently stroked her face, wiping away her tears, and looked beyond the hazy light to a distance not far away.

"Let the adults handle the rest!"

Before anyone knew it, steady footsteps echoed from the stage. Navelette stepped onto the stage and met Fucarus's gaze through the soft glow of the light.

He understood everything instantly.

"Long time no see, Navelette!"

Fukalos gave a light, graceful bow.

Her face showed a hint of apology, and her tone was filled with sighing.

"The former water goddess, Lady Egolia, created the pure water spirits into humans, and was thus condemned as a sinner..." Fukaros lifted her white skirt and tiptoed lightly across the stage, water elemental power spreading wildly.

“And I, it seems, have inherited some of Lady Agoria’s bad qualities, like making deals with invaders from outside the world…” “Just consider me a sinner too!” She chuckled softly, “I’m sorry, Vilette!”

The moment she finished speaking, Vilet, the young water dragon king, suddenly felt a jolt throughout his body.

An extremely ominous feeling swept through my body like an electric shock.

Golden light shone throughout the entire interior of the Opiclie Opera House.

A golden portal instantly captured everyone's attention, standing horizontally in the room.

An aura of danger from ancient times descended, sending chills down one's spine.

Inside the portal.

The Moon Demon has traveled across the world to reap the fruits of his destiny.

An elder descended.

The tremors of the earthquake, the pervasive water elemental power, and the restless crowd all fell silent at that moment.

The enormous Opicclay Opera House.

Silence fell.

At this moment, many people had already escaped from the opera house. Looking at the raging flood in front of them, they were still horrified by the atmosphere inside the opera house and looked back.

Until a companion, touched by the flowing water, vanished into nothingness.

"It's primordial seawater! We're doomed!" The savior ship from Mello Petersburg reached the surface, but such preparations were utterly inadequate against the impending cataclysmic flood.

Inside the opera house.

On the stage, Fukaros bowed respectfully to the descending being and consciously stepped aside.

Villette's aura faltered, as if it had been abruptly suppressed.

His eyes trembled slightly.

Zhou Lan fell from the air and hovered in the center of the stage.

How could he not recognize the person before him? But that time was not the same as this moment.

Last time, the other party seemed to have withdrawn his power, making him seem mysterious.

But now, the moon is revealing its full form.

The demon before him was not deliberately targeting him, but the subtle yet powerful pressure was still irresistible.

Zhou Lan calmly looked around.