Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 174 Killing the Demon Cotton's Choice
"Do not!!!"

Her voice was hoarse, but her body was unable to move. Carrie's black hair was dancing wildly, and the veins around her eyes were bulging, making her look extremely terrifying.

The powerful, invisible psychic force was so strong that Abalam couldn't break free even with all his might, and could only use magic to attack Cotton.

But this time.

Louis, who had already noticed Cotton's movements, had runes flashing in his eyes and had clearly seen Abalam's invisible attack.

The enormous Blood River Pearl, like a giant dam across a great river, blocked all forces and intercepted Abalaam's last hope.

All of this may seem like a lot of action, but it actually happens in a single instant.

puff!

The dagger plunged into Nell's heart.

Crimson blood gushed from the wound, and Nell stared intently at Cotton.

Cotton looked at the girl with eyes full of sorrow and pain, but he still twisted the dagger fiercely to ensure the sacrifice's death.

At the moment Nell died.

The passage established through the sacrificial ritual was then closed.

Abalamu could no longer feel its remaining strength, and it was even unable to return through the passage.

You should know that this is its real form now!
When someone dies, they are truly dead.

Anger surged through its mind, and it looked at Cotton with eyes that seemed to breathe fire. In fact, it could breathe fire, but it was currently unable to move.

They could only endure this burning sensation that reached their very soul.

"Aaaaaah! Priests! Witches! You have no idea who you've offended!"

That's really the kind of talk a third-rate villain would give.
Louis, who had maintained his distance from him, sighed inwardly but did not respond aloud. Instead, he took out the willow leaf and, with half of his magic power, wielded four golden willow leaf blades, which shone brightly and dazzlingly.

All four blades pierced Abaram's body in its flame spirit form, severing its arms and thighs.

Louis's eyes suddenly lit up, and he opened his mouth wide.

A terrifying suction force was generated, and the still-burning arms and legs were sucked into the gaping maw of the abyss.

Abalam could only watch helplessly as Louis dismembered its body, slaughtering it like a pig, and then ate it raw on the spot!
Who the hell is the real devil?!
"Priest! What's your name?!"

Louis remained silent, only closing his eyes slightly as he felt the enormous soul descending into his stomach. He had to admit that demons, these evil spirits, were truly wondrous. Apart from being extremely difficult to digest, the quality and quantity they provided far surpassed those of evil spirits!
One is a small bread roll, and the other is a big cake.

Well... tsk, the taste is weird, it's spicy, it feels like eating Sichuan food.

After first suppressing and erasing it inside his stomach with the Qi of the Five Elements, Louis focused his attention on Abram.

As the poisonous fire burned, Abalam's enormous flame spirit became ethereal, but even so, Abalam remained incredibly tough and showed no sign of yielding, only glaring menacingly at Louis.

Louis shattered twenty more dark green soul stones.

Finally, after two minutes, Abalam was completely burned to ashes, his massive body turning into a wisp of grayish-white smoke that vanished in the blink of an eye.

Louis kept his spiritual eyes open and looked around.

He made a gesture towards Carrie, and Carrie, who had been continuously attacking, stopped her movements and flew over. At this moment, Carrie's face was a little pale, and beads of sweat flowed down her delicate skin.

Clearly, her all-out attack just now had taken a toll on her.

"Are you okay?"

Carrie shook her head. "It's nothing, just a slight headache. I should feel better after a good night's sleep."

"Go back to the car and get some rest."

Carrie shook her head and didn't say anything.

Louis didn't try to persuade him any further. He turned to look at the stone platform, where Father Cotton sat slumped on the ground, clutching the cross tightly in his hands, as if drawing strength from it to keep going.

On the stone platform, Nell's body was warm, the surface stained red with blood, and his eyes were wide open. This was a death of extreme pain and unwillingness, commonly known as "dying with eyes wide open."

"Hello?"

Father Cotton looked up at Louis and quickly stood up. “Hello, I am Cotton. Thank you so much for vanquishing the demon and redeeming my mistake.”

Although the two had just met once, Louis used his illusion to hear everything the other said, but Cotton himself was unaware of this. After introducing themselves, Cotton honestly recounted the whole story.

He broke down in tears at the end.

"I didn't believe it, fine, but I rashly made a pact with that demon and made that bet, without realizing that it was a demon's trick."

"It controlled the girl to escape, causing such a large number of casualties."

As Cotton spoke, he glanced around in bewilderment.

After the great battle between Louis and Abalam, the forest and clearing were completely destroyed, with collapses and cracks everywhere, and raging fires burning fiercely.

The ground was littered with corpses, black as charcoal, lying haphazardly—women, the elderly, boys, and girls…

In that once lush forest, all the animals were fleeing in terror, and the birds in the sky were struggling for survival.

This is the result of Louis and Abalam's battle.

It's already a miniature war.

Moreover, Louis only spent a few minutes dealing with Abram, without dragging it out for too long. If it had dragged on, the damage would likely have been much greater. "Fortunately, this isn't the town center," Cotton remarked, looking at the devastation.

"Thank you for your contributions."

"Alright, sit down first and drink this." Louis took a water bottle from his waist, burned a piece of talisman paper, and handed the water over.

Cotton was somewhat puzzled, but trusting this extraordinary person, he drank the pot of ash water anyway.

Shortly after drinking it, he miraculously felt that the bleeding in his abdomen had stopped. Although he could still feel pain, it was obviously no longer fatal.

"This is only temporary. You'd better go to the hospital to treat your wound now."

“As for this place, I’ve already notified someone to handle it,” Louis said.

Louis thought Father Cotton was quite impressive; the man's courage to charge into battle with a cross in hand was that of a true warrior.

Moreover, he possesses both kindness and decisiveness; he is a remarkable person.

Furthermore, the fact that the other party ultimately cut off the passage did indeed help Louis, which is why Louis reciprocated in this way.

But Cotton shook his head. "I... I need to send Nell's body back and then confess to Switz that I killed his daughter."

"Foolish! Do you really think Nel is still Nel if she's impregnated by a demon?"

"Besides, isn't Switz himself hunting her down? What do you want to repent for?"

Instead of repenting here, you should think about what to do next.

Cotton was speechless.

Louis ignored him and began inspecting the altar to make sure nothing was missed.

However, during the inspection, Louis gave Carrie a look. Although Carrie didn't understand why, she stopped and didn't use her telekinesis to search a wide area. Instead, she closed her eyes and pretended to rest.

After Louis finished his search, Cotton seemed to have made a decision as well.

He walked over and bowed deeply to Louis. "Thank you for your guidance. I have realized my mistakes, and I will go to atone for my sins."

"I'll leave this book to you. I've failed my father and grandfather's expectations. This book will be more useful if it's left to someone as capable as you."

Cotton handed Louis a book with a dark red cover, about three fingers thick.

"This was passed down in our family. It records hundreds of demons and monsters that my grandfather and father experienced or heard about when they were priests. I hope it will be useful to you."

Louis accepted the book without ceremony, quickly flipped through it, and found that it contained quite a lot of information. In addition to its origins, characteristics, and abilities, it also described some methods of handling such cases, all based on experience.

It can be considered a treasure book.

After thinking for a moment, Louis asked Carrie for a peach wood cross and tossed it to Cotton.

There was nothing he could do; his peach wood amulets had just been burned.

Cotton took it and headed toward the town.

He planned to go to the town hospital first, and then register at the Vatican Exorcism School.

Now that he knows the truth of this world, he will do his utmost on this path to atone for the sins he committed in the past!

……

Louis had already called the authority.

After a cursory inspection, Louis stretched out his palm, mobilized the remaining half of his magic power, and cast the Fire-Making Spell.

Wow! !

Flames from all directions surged toward Louis like swallows returning to their nests, even creating a strange phenomenon in the sky: patches of fiery clouds that looked magnificent.

A moment later, the fire was brought under control.

Louis then looked at Carrie and said, "Alright, let's go. It's time to head back. This was a good haul."

"Abaram was actually just unlucky this time, running into... but what can you do when it... meddles in other people's business..."

The sound faded with distance until it disappeared into the distance.

Ten minutes later.

A young white man emerged from a path charred black by burning trees. His eyes were fanatical and his face was wrapped in gauze. He was none other than Caleb, the eldest son of Switz and the brother of Neil!
At that moment, he seemed to hear some sound, and quickly ran to the vicinity of the stone platform. Ignoring the burning pain from the flames, he overturned the campfire and frantically searched for something inside.

He didn't stop even as his hands were burned and covered in welts.

Finally, he stopped and saw a completely unharmed mass of flesh inside.

He respectfully picked it up with both hands, then went to the place where Louis and Abram had fought, looked at the wide crack, and jumped down without hesitation.

In the corner of the crack, there was a broken claw, dripping with blood that looked like lava.

He placed them together.

The next moment, it was as if a chemical reaction had occurred.

The fetal-shaped mass of flesh and blood began to liquefy and flowed towards the claws. In an instant, the claws transformed into a fiery spirit, and the two began to combine.

(End of this chapter)