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

The Lion King felt like a lottery player waiting for the draw, and now the draw was over, and he had won.

But suddenly he was hesitant to accept the award.

Only now did he hear the voice of the Golden Lion contacting him from the spaceship outside Earth.

"General, get out of there quickly!" Jin Shi's tone was full of urgency. "The detectors show that the abnormal energy we discovered earlier has erupted, and it's very close to you!" Jin Shi urgently reported the news from inside the spaceship, but there was an unusual silence on the other end of the call.

"General? General?" Jin Shi hurriedly asked.

After a long while, the Lion King's voice came from the other side.

"You're too late!"

He said this, his voice devoid of emotion.

If Jinshi's report had been half a minute later, he would have already knocked on the door of that room.

"General, what should we do now...?" The soldiers following the Lion King all turned their gazes to him, obeying his orders.

Even though the strange energy erupting before our eyes was so powerful and terrifying.

But a soldier's duty is to obey orders from his superiors.

Even if the Snow Queen or some opponent that they know they cannot defeat is about to appear before them, there is no reason to retreat.

The Lion King hung up the communication and stared silently at the building in front of him.

He sighed.

"Things have developed to a point I can't understand, but in any case, let's go and meet that being!"

As the Lion King spoke, he lifted his foot and walked forward.

The soldiers followed closely behind, unwavering.

the other side.

Inside that dilapidated room.

Xuan Yizi's eyes widened in surprise, and he couldn't help but show a look of astonishment, completely unable to control his emotions.

The wisdom and composure cultivated over 100,000 years finally crumbled at this moment.

He remained motionless, his gaze unwavering.

Anyone here would have the same expression as him.

A guy with a strange aura, whose energy level was at its lowest, was no higher than that of an ordinary person, suddenly came to his door and asked him a question.

Then, in the blink of an eye, right before his eyes, an alien energy that had transformed from an ordinary person into a nebula-level being appeared.

Anyone in that situation would stare wide-eyed, too afraid and unwilling to speak.

Xuan Yizi remained silent for a long time, letting the vortex of alien energy sweep over him, and asked uncertainly, "Your Excellency... what kind of life form are you?" There are countless races existing in the seven parallel universes, but I have never heard of a race whose alien energy is naturally so large.

At this moment, in Xuan Yizi's heart, Zhou Lan was an existence who had traveled from another world.

His life energy level before coming into this world was absolutely astonishing.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it's part of a certain world! Otherwise, why would the rules of the world match him with such a massive amount of alien energy? For some reason, a rather strange emotion spread in Xuan Yizi's heart.

“Nebula Body…cough cough—” Xuan Yizi sighed.

Countless races and warriors across the seven parallel universes, through countless reincarnations, could be counted on one hand to reach this level.

And now, a complete and genuine Nebula-level powerhouse has suddenly appeared before his eyes.

There's a limit to jokes! Xuan Yizi took a deep breath and let out a long sigh before finally calming his mind and preventing it from wavering.

After thinking for a while, he couldn't find any words to describe his current feelings. After a long pause, he finally uttered a single word: "Defying the heavens!"

Across from him, Zhou Lan was meticulously sensing her current state.

Having accepted the alien energy that matched the world, he has completely integrated into the rules of this world called Super Beast Armed Forces.

The alien energy surged again and again, finally stabilizing at its current level.

But unlike Xuan Yizi, his face showed no surprise, as if he had expected this moment.

"Of course, isn't that right?" He smiled, as if talking to himself, or perhaps explaining to Xuan Yizi.

As far as the Moon Demon is concerned, representing some kind of origin from another world, the current power is not at all beyond his expectations.

For a demon who is born strong, he will never lose his composure because of sudden power.

He simply and quietly gathered the burst of alien energy, just as he calmly and unhurriedly clasped his hands together at this moment.

Finally, everything returned to silence, as if nothing had ever happened.

The only change is that the room now looks like it's been ravaged by a hurricane.

Zhou Lan calmed herself down and looked around.

He suddenly thought of something.

This world seems to have a strong affinity for the existence of demons, and his current state is the best proof of that.

After briefly assessing her current strength, Zhou Lan's eyes revealed a look of satisfaction.

At this moment, he gained power, but his thoughts were not on himself.

Demons are highly sought after here.

To put it boldly, the alien energy is just something you get whenever you want; you can just click to receive it.

Then.

There are far more demons like him than just one.

Subconsciously, a figure appeared in Zhou Lan's mind.

Xuan Yizi looked at Zhou Lan, who had been silent, and saw a subtle smile suddenly appear on the other's lips, and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

What's brewing in the other person's mind in this situation? "Interesting!"

Zhou Lan suppressed a smile and clapped her hands gently.

Not far away, right outside this building, a reasonably decent aura was very close.

The Lion King has arrived.

This guy is a true hero with unwavering convictions; most people would have run away by now.

After a moment's thought, Zhou Lan had a general idea in mind.

The cycle that occurs once every 100,000 years includes the resurrection of Hades.

He has his own purposes and does not intend to undermine this prerequisite.

Besides, he wasn't a nanny, and Huo Linfei wasn't exactly a likable person.

The Lion King will not do anything to Huo Linfei. On the contrary, he will repay the kindness Huo Linfei showed him 100,000 years ago in the previous cycle.

Thinking of this, he said to Xuan Yizi, "We have guests, I won't get involved!"

Xuan Yizi nodded, his gaze seemingly piercing through the darkness and walls to look towards the door.

He also sensed the Lion King's presence, but he wasn't worried.

Xuan Yizi is truly capable.

Watching Zhou Lan float downstairs, he asked in confusion, "Where are you going?" Zhou Lan didn't turn around, only her voice came faintly, "Wait a moment, I need to make a phone call!"

"Long-distance call!"

he laughed.

Chapter 156 The Holy Lord's Hands Itched

Standing at the door of this dilapidated house, the Lion King reached out and knocked.

He never lacked manners.

If he could peacefully negotiate the return of the Key to the Netherworld, he would even be willing to sit down and discuss the terms with the other party.

The Lion King waited quietly, gazing at the dilapidated door.

Soon, the door slowly opened.

A figure slowly floated out from the darkness inside the door.

Zhou Lan hovered in mid-air, calmly glancing at the crowd waiting outside the door.

In an instant, the Lion King was certain that the burst of strange energy just now came from this person.

He took half a step back.

The soldiers behind them also took a half step back in unison, making way for them.

Zhou Lan nodded in satisfaction and said easily, "You two chat!"

The Lion King was taken aback; he hadn't expected the other party to be so easy to talk to.

It was as ordinary as bumping into an acquaintance on the street, exchanging a simple greeting, and then passing by.

For a moment, he didn't know how to answer Zhou Lan's question, and could only silently watch her back as she walked away and disappeared into the darkness not far away.

"General, why didn't you make a move just now?" A soldier asked Lion King in confusion the moment after Zhou Lan left.

They came to obtain, or rather, to seize, the Xuanming Key. A large fleet of spaceships had been waiting in space for some time, ready to be deployed at a single command.

But his polite demeanor just now didn't seem like someone who was there to steal anything.

"What if that person came out of the room and left with the Xuanming Key? Wouldn't all our efforts have been in vain?" the soldier wondered.

It is known that the Key to the Mysterious Netherworld is on Earth in the first parallel universe, and since the Lion King, the commander, led them out overnight, the Key to the Mysterious Netherworld is very likely in the hands of that person.

His doubts were shared by the other soldiers.

The Lion King glanced at him.

“If the Key of the Mysterious Netherworld isn’t in that person’s hands, we don’t need to fight. If the Key of the Mysterious Netherworld is in that person’s hands…” The Lion King paused for a moment before continuing, “and we still don’t need to fight!”

Just because the soldiers can't see it doesn't mean he can't see through it.

The Lion King did not want to undermine the morale of his troops, so he spoke cryptically.

He couldn't help but sigh; that was a nebula body.

Although he couldn't fully determine the opponent's exact energy level with his current strength, ultimately, the opponent was someone on par with Hades and Snow Queen.

If the Key to the Underworld is truly in their hands, then what's the point of fighting? It means that to resurrect Hades, one would need to defeat an opponent of Hades' own caliber.

Could his subordinates really do this? Turning around, the Lion King knocked lightly on the door again, this time without hesitation, and walked straight inside.

the other side.

Zhou Lan was in a very good mood. She lifted herself off the ground and landed in the night sky.

In a sense, he did come to make a phone call.

As the elder brother, he naturally couldn't forget his younger brother when there were benefits to be had.

Just now, the first thing that came to his mind was the image that appeared in his head.

That is the Holy Lord.

Given that there are two or even three Nebula-level figures in this cycle, how can he, as a unique third-party force, stand alone?

What if he gets ganged up on? Although Zhou Lan was actually fearless, he did find a reasonably good excuse for himself at this moment.

A reason to contact the Holy Lord.

In the night sky, Zhou Lan smiled, summoned a wisp of moon demonic energy, and closed her eyes in deep thought.

He spoke softly, calling out, "Divine Capital!"

In a super mansion, some distance away.

The Holy Lord, who was enjoying the service of his servants, suddenly opened his eyes.

A faint voice called out in his ear. He instinctively looked around, but then answered with absolute certainty, "Brother?!" "It's me!"

An echo reached my ears; it was Zhou Lan's voice, a voice tinged with a touch of melancholy and elegance.

The Holy Lord instantly stood up from the huge recliner that had been prepared especially for him.