Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 173 The Church of Apocalypse Begins to Unleash Poisonous Flames
Just as Abharam arrived.

Even the Church in the Vatican was making moves.

Clad in a long red and gold robe, the Pope, looking majestic and holy, gazed in a certain direction with his weathered eyes, as if sensing something, and murmured, "The third one..."

A moment later, he walked to the front desk, where the solemn church appeared sacred under the sunlight.

Especially when the elderly pope sits high on his throne, holding the scepter that represents power, and the archbishops below stand in unison reciting Hallelujah, an inexplicable sense of awe and sanctity envelops the place.

A row of people in red stood at the front, followed by many others with solemn expressions.

Anyone familiar with the inner workings of the Vatican would be utterly shocked to see this.

Since the end of the last dark rebellion a century ago, the Vatican has not gathered so many prominent figures of the Church.

Even the change of popes wasn't this complete!

Looking down at the dozens of high-ranking church officials, outstanding priests, and outstanding nuns from all over the world, the Pope's aged face suddenly opened his eyes.

As this supreme figure of divine authority on earth opened his eyes, all sounds ceased, replaced by countless pairs of reverent gazes.

"Darkness has returned."

The Pope's opening remarks did not disappoint their "expectations," immediately causing a major upheaval.

Darkness returns?

You must understand that since the last dark counterattack was quelled a hundred years ago, there has been no trace of darkness in this world for a long time. Even if there is, it is only a minor disturbance and does not amount to anything. But now this supreme being tells them that darkness has returned.

The countless witch hunts and monster hunts of the Middle Ages, and the modern battles against vampires, werewolves, giants, evil spirits, and demons—all of these are documented and extremely brutal. Now, they are coming back.

"Your Majesty, may I ask which kind of return of darkness this time?"

Yes, darkness is just a general term; there are many subcategories within it. Does it refer to those resentful monster races that were cast down? Or the demons of hell? The difference between the two is enormous.

"It's a demon."

Then the Pope dealt them another heavy blow.

“Just now, I received a divine revelation and made a prophecy. During this period, Hell has been gradually invading the mortal world, and those surviving alien races are also stirring up trouble along with the demons’ movements, from the lowest-ranking Yetis and Wendigos to the vampires and werewolves who have split into three factions.”

"Even the alien gods and demons that were destroyed long ago will reappear now."

At this moment, everyone's face turned solemn. Apocalypse!

This is enough to show that this situation will be exceptionally large and difficult.

But these people, living in peace for a hundred years, do not have the strength of their predecessors!

To put it bluntly, even their faith doesn't seem so pure.

Sitting on his high throne, the Pope could see everyone's expressions. At this moment, he saw a lot of fear and hesitation, but thankfully, the worst-case scenario he had anticipated did not occur.

He felt a sense of comfort, especially when he saw the fighting spirit flash across the face of a robust old man below.

Fortunately, the Vatican has not yet fallen into corruption.

"Your Majesty, does the Great Lord have any other revelations?" someone asked.

"No."

The Pope replied in this way.

He was telling the truth, because God had not said anything more to him, only a revelation and warning in a dream, in which countless demons were vaguely foretold to come.

"What should I do?"

"If the Lord has given no further instructions, then shall we act on our own?"

"This time it's a demon's descent, and we don't have enough manpower. How many priests under your command can exorcise demons? It would be good enough if they could exorcise evil spirits."

"Many priests and nuns today are not of pure faith; many are just using the Vatican as a front for a living, especially priests in big cities."

"So what do we do? This doesn't sound like a small matter."

"Oh, you're asking me? How should I know?"

"Hey! I have a plan. Perhaps we could unite with secular countries, like the Bureau of Investigation in the United States. Don't we already have a partnership with them? We could leverage their network..."

"Fuck! Don't even mention those damn scumbags in the Bureau who deserve to go to hell. Do you even know what they're doing? A bunch of blasphemous idiots who play with evil forces. If we cooperate with them, we'll be the first ones to get killed!"

"Then what do you think we should do?!"

"..."

There was a lot of discussion below.

Despite being a high-ranking figure in the Papacy, he is actually just like any other ordinary person.

"Cough cough."

The sound stopped again.

"Don't be impatient."

The Pope tapped his throne. “According to the prophecy given by the Lord, although these demons will erupt in the next few years, it will not be continuous. Their arrival is more like the outpost of some big guy in hell.”

"And according to the prophecy, the arrival of that big guy may be after the millennium, so we still have time to prepare."

"The primary target of this demonic invasion is the Americas; in fact, they have already begun their descent."

The Pope's gaze gradually turned white as he looked in a direction that was precisely where Louis and Abalam were fighting.

The next moment, the Pope's gaze turned toward the location of the Santa Cataract Monastery.

A city in California, USA... A prison in Florida... Ohio...

Ordinary demons... Greater demons... The strongest among the greater demons—Demon Gods...

There are also all sorts of strange races, such as... vampires!
Too many, really too many.

There were so many that he couldn't even make out their exact arrival locations and times. Whoosh!
The Pope abruptly closed his eyes.

After a while.

"The Exorcism Academy will be established immediately, the Holy Knights Order will be reorganized, the standards for granting licenses to wild mediums and exorcists will be lowered, and the proportion of true priests recruited from secular priests will be increased..."

"Shepherds of God, prepare yourselves, for war has come!"

All the high-ranking officials and outstanding clergy members made the sign of the cross in front of them.

……

Louis, who was fighting Abaram in California, had no idea that Abaram's appearance was the third demon in its true form to descend.

This triggered a strong reaction from the Vatican.

I believe that Louis will soon be able to feel the changes.

But right now, he's still trying to find a way to fight Abalaam.

The golden light dispersed.

Louis was unharmed, and the Myriad Illusions Robe rustled. Within the barrier, the illusion of the Moth God appeared somewhat damaged.

Before him, the hideous and terrifying Abalaam was unable to move, his body rotting, burning, and melting as if he had been doused with concentrated sulfuric acid...

The magma-like blood inside kept dripping down, corroding a large area of ​​the ground.

"An alien god..."

It roared out those words with difficulty.

boom!
The claw that was aimed at Louis fell directly from the air. As the claw fell, it also forcibly broke free from its stiff state and entered a flame state just before Louis's Blood River Pearl attack.

Whoosh!
The Blood River Pearl passed through, and the huge flames rippled, but it did not cause fatal damage.

The Blood River Pearl is primarily designed for physical attacks. Although it can damage spirits when enhanced by magic, it is clearly not powerful enough.

Seeing Abalam, who had transformed into a fiery spirit form so close to him, Louis's eyes hardened. This was his chance!
clap clap clap!
Inside the inner pocket of the jacket, twenty dark green crystals melted away at the same moment.

suddenly!!

A burst of dark green flame appeared directly within the red flame, a fire burning within a fire, truly incredible.

This is why Louis dared to summon Abalam, and even allow him to appear in his true form: poison and fire magic, the bane of demons! A double counter!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

A deafening roar startled all the birds in the sky, and even turned into sonic waves that uprooted the surrounding trees.

Those on the ground who were trying to rush over as a sacrifice also suffered eardrum bleeding and died on the spot from this roar.

Only Father Cotton, who charged into the battlefield and headed straight for the stone platform, escaped unharmed because he fell into the crevice while wrestling with Father Manley.

Seeing the ferocious expression on Father Manley's aged face, and thinking of the demons above, Cotton hardened his heart, picked up a stone, and smashed it down hard.

boom! boom! boom!
The red and white ingredients were mixed together in one pot of porridge.

puff!

At the same time, Manley used his last bit of strength to plunge the dagger in Cotton's abdomen, and bright red blood instantly flowed out, staining his clothes.

"You lambs...you will not succeed...Great Abharam...will resurrect us...Long live the devil!"

Manley breathed his last with fervent eyes.

Cotton staggered to his feet, only to find that his ears were ringing and he was feeling dizzy. He struggled to climb out of the huge crack, only to find that the war between gods and demons seemed to be continuing.

In the sky, a huge, demonic red flame was burning with dark green flames inside and out. Moreover, these dark green flames seemed to be burning brighter and brighter, already reaching a height of seven or eight meters. Around it, there seemed to be images appearing.

All of these are evil deeds committed by Abharam throughout history.

Rape, kidnapping, and countless killings; bewitching young girls into depravity and murdering their own relatives; seducing young girls to lure their stepfathers and kill their stepsons; collecting the heads of fallen girls to build its lair in hell...

Every image was transformed into fuel at that moment, thrown into the dark green flames.

This makes it burn brighter and brighter.

In this state, it seems that an invisible force is forcibly controlling its fiery body, making it unable to move and only able to stand there and endure the burning flames, unable to leave at all!

"Damn humans, my... power... my power is incomplete... otherwise I... ahhh!"

Abram stared at Louis with a ferocious expression, as if trying to memorize Louis's face.

The flames used by the opponent are so painful that they can actually judge evil. This is clearly the power of those fire-type and justice-type gods who have fallen or fallen into demonic ways.

I never expected to encounter such disgusting things again after all this time.

But it doesn't matter, it has experience, its passage is still open, once it returns to hell and crosses space, the flames will naturally extinguish and won't burn it to death.

I'm just not willing to accept it.

This time I've failed, and I don't know when I'll be able to be summoned in my true form again. Most importantly, the Demon King's orders... I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up with the Demon King's feast.

This is what makes it most unwilling.

But there's nothing it can do now. There's a witch who can restrain it, and an alien priest who can harm it. With its power incomplete, it really can't defeat them.

Never mind, I'll come again next time.

As Abram was thinking this, he glanced back casually.

!!!

A man covered in blood was seen raising a dagger and stabbing at the offerings on the stone platform.

(End of this chapter)