Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 170 The Miner Order, Abalam
When Louis questioned the Christian earlier, he had already learned from him the specific location of the other party's cult and its leaders.

According to them, their Miner's Order was just a small order, and many of its members were locals from the town of Ivanwood who worshipped the obscene demon Abalam and served him.

That's right, the demon's name is Abalam, not Miner. As for why their cult is called Miner instead of Abalam, it's naturally for concealment. And the name Miner is the name of their cult's founder.

Out of caution towards his opponent, Louis had already looked up the name Abram, but unfortunately, he found nothing. It was clearly an unnamed demon not recorded in popular literature.

His favorite thing was to seduce innocent young men into depravity, so Louis referred to him as the "obscene devil."

For years, the cult had been trying to summon it, but without success, until a few months ago when the cult leader obtained something from the mystical and performed the summoning circle again.

To my surprise, Abalam responded!

Therefore, they began to search for young girls everywhere, hoping to find a suitable candidate to carry out the ritual and bring the demon into the world.

Jeff was one of the suppliers who provided the materials. In fact, the people sent there initially wanted to kill Jeff to silence him because he was emotionally unstable and threatened to expose them.

But the demon Abram gave them guidance, saying that Jeff was dead and that they should go find the killer.

This is the cause and effect.

"This small order's headquarters is in this town, so they're not very strong. But what are the conditions for summoning this demon? Is it merely a pure young girl?"

Although that Christian's status wasn't low, he couldn't access the core of the organization. It would be good enough if he could just tell him the location and time of the meeting.

But regardless, Louis was there to resolve future troubles; knowing the location and time was enough.

"Carrie, let's go."

The two began asking people for directions, while Louis also kept a watchful eye on them, using his spiritual vision.

Sure enough, when he asked one of them, the other person's soul flickered! They were lying!

"Yes, it's over there. There aren't many people living there, just a small farm. I think it belongs to the Switz family, right? Is there something you need to see them about?"

The plump woman asked with a kind smile.

Louis smiled politely in return. "No, we're just taking a stroll. We heard the crops here are growing exceptionally well, so we were curious to see for ourselves. You know, nothing is more important than food."

“Yes, yes, food is so important.” The plump woman’s gaze swept over Carrie, the young girl, and became more and more enthusiastic. “Then I highly recommend that you go there. The farms there have the best crops in our whole town. You’ll definitely be satisfied.”

"Thank you for your cooperation," Louis said, then walked away with Carrie.

Watching them leave, the plump woman's expression immediately changed. She dialed a number, "...Yes, that's right, that's the place. There was a girl among them, I remember..."

After hanging up the phone, she shook her head. "You all asked for it."

On the roadside, Carrie suddenly spoke up, "Louis, she's lying to us, and she's hostile towards me."

“I know.” Louis’s lips curled up slightly as he turned to look at the shop. “This guy is an informant for that cult. He should have already tipped off his superiors. As for whether he’s hostile towards you… heh, it’s because you’re an innocent girl, and she’s made you her target.”

Carrie nodded and didn't ask any more questions. As long as Louis knew the truth, that was enough. She was just worried that Louis might be deceived.

As for why Louis wanted to alert the enemy, she didn't understand and didn't want to think about it.

Louis walked on, asking questions along the way, and soon arrived at his destination, a small farm.

During that time, he found at least eleven or twelve people on that street to be suspicious. The cultist was right; this place was indeed their stronghold.

In addition, the area has a strong religious atmosphere, but there are also many Protestant groups, resulting in a mixed collection of beliefs, which may be one of the reasons why religious groups have emerged.

……

At that moment, a farce was taking place in the farm's stables. A white girl who looked very thin and weak was lying on the ground. Hearing the noise, she twisted her head and suddenly turned it halfway around, a very unbelievable action.

A man in a suit walked in, and behind him was someone with a camera on, as if they were filming a documentary.

Cotton looked at the girl, who was holding a crucifix; he was in great pain.

He came from a family of priests, with three generations of priests, including himself. However, he did not believe in the existence of God. He believed that God and the devil came from the same legend, and that if you believed in God, you had to believe in the devil. But after investigating many of the so-called devils, he found that they were either charlatans or mentally ill.

None of them are true!

Some people were even murdered during exorcisms. To expose this lie, he selected one of the SOS letters sent to him and wanted to make a documentary about it.

But... after arriving here, everything started to go strange.

At first, it was fine; it was just treating a girl who had been locked up at home by her father for two years and might have some psychological problems.

Following the procedure, he first took out his ancestral book, which recorded hundreds of demons and monsters. He then randomly selected a demon named Abaram and began the exorcism.

First, they pretend to be possessed by a demon, then they shout prayers, and finally they use a mechanism inside the cross to make it smoke. That's considered a successful exorcism.

He fulfilled his duties as a psychologist and reassured the girl's father, who had some extreme beliefs, so that he could take his daughter to the hospital for a checkup.

Everything is going smoothly.

However, things took a turn for the worse. The girl began to behave strangely, such as strangling a cat, slashing her brother's mouth, and even wandering around at night making baby-like noises. These terrifying acts seemed to confirm that she was possessed, so her father decided to shoot and kill his daughter.

Left with no other option, in order to save the girl's life, he had to propose performing another exorcism.

And now.

Looking at the girl with the strange expression, he wavered. Could it be... that there really is a demon? Now that things have come to this, he has no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

He raised the cross and began to chant the Lord's prayer. This time, he followed the procedure honestly and did not use any fraudulent means.

As he finished speaking, the girl's expression became increasingly ferocious. Her body suddenly twisted, her upper body bending as if it were about to break, her figure floating in mid-air with only her toes touching the ground.

It looks like... he's possessed.

"You seem to disbelieve my existence?"

The girl spoke in a hoarse voice, and looked at Cotton with a strange, chuckling laugh.

"Who are you?" Cotton was sweating profusely. Could it really be a demon?

"Heh heh, Abalam, human, remember my name, Abalam."

Abram?

Isn't this just something I randomly picked from the book?
Without time to think, the girl spoke again.

"Now, I want to make a bet with you. If you can stay silent for ten seconds, I'll leave this girl's body. How about it?"

Cotton had no choice: "Okay."

"Hahaha!!"

Snapped!
Immediately afterwards, the girl broke off a finger, and as if she felt no pain, she continued to laugh.

Then, without giving Cotton a chance to hesitate, he broke the second one.

Snapped!
“No!” Cotton couldn’t help but yell.

"Hahaha! You've lost! Human!"

"Now, this body is mine!"

"No! Demon! You won't succeed!" Switz, the girl's father who had been enduring the pain, raised his shotgun.

"No! No! No!" Cotton quickly pressed down on Svets's gun. "She's your daughter, you can't do this, and this is murder, this is illegal!"

“No, she is not my daughter now, she is a demon. If I don’t kill her, my daughter will suffer even more.”

"There are no demons! It's all fake!"

"Heh, you still don't believe I exist." The girl next to him had already spread her legs, pressed close to the ground, and was looking at Cotton provocatively with her tongue sticking out. "How about I give you some special services to verify if I'm really a demon?"

Cotton was taken aback, then pushed Switz away. "Special services? Do you even know what special services are?"

This was his test: did a reclusive girl, confined to her home by her father, really know anything about sex?

That's obviously unknown, but the obscene demon Abalaam doesn't know about sex? What a joke.

So, how would you answer?
The next second, the girl froze, then clutched her head in pain, trembling violently as if she were having an attack.

Cotton breathed a sigh of relief. That's it, this is clearly a mental illness, where did this demon come from? This time, I was really scared.

"See that? Switz, your daughter is very likely suffering from schizophrenia. Otherwise, how could a pervert like her not know about sex? Also, your daughter is pregnant. The town doctor confirmed it over the phone. You don't care about your daughter at all." Cotton berated Switz.

"Take her home to rest right now! Then take her to see a psychiatrist!"

Switz put down his gun, looking ashamed. "I'm sorry, their mother passed away from cancer two years ago. They've been a bit mentally unstable since then. I didn't realize that I was also unstable and didn't notice. I'm an unfit father."

"I'm sorry, Father Cotton, I'm sorry to have troubled you this time."

"Roar!!"

A roar interrupted their conversation.

The girl, Neil, who had been suffering from a splitting headache, now looked fiercely in one direction, as if she had seen something that made her wary.

He turned around instantly, climbed the wall like a spider, and nimbly darted away.

Switz looked horrified. "No! This is the devil! Just now, just now it was the devil's trick!"

"It deceived us!"

As he spoke, he raised his gun again and fired towards the door.

boom!
The threshold was smashed.

Unfortunately, the girl, who was as agile as a spider, had already escaped from the stable.

“Father Cotton, you are incompetent! You impious liar!”

Switz cursed angrily and chased after them, gun in hand.

Cotton was left looking stunned.

(End of this chapter)