Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 204 Delaying, Intrigue, and Fire Elemental Power
Flaming liquid flowed through the scorching cracks, burning the soil and rocks.

Flames, soil, rocks, coke, white fog...

Gray, white, black, yellow, and red—the five colors rotate in a cycle.

Amidst the scorching steam that could burn a person alive, a figure slowly stood up.

Louis took a deep breath, completely unharmed. His heart pounded slightly, and the fire element of the Five Elements Technique began to circulate, giving birth to a wisp of fiery red magic power within his body.

Whether the air is hot or not is not a big problem for Wan Huanyi, who is immune to water and fire, and for Louis, who has mastered the Five Elements Technique—Fire Qi—to a certain extent.

At this moment, Louis's condition was not good. Most of his magical power was depleted. Although his heart was recovering its magical power faster with each breath in this high-temperature environment, it could not make up for much in a short time.

Without magic power, the power of many spells and magical artifacts is limited.

This is probably the weakest moment for Louis since he reached the Pure Yin Realm.

However, things aren't going well for the other side either.

Whoosh!
A crimson light flashed from underground and disappeared in an instant, arriving in Louis's hand and spinning rapidly.

Louis's gaze fell on a hazy mist in a dark corner. "Malthus."

Under the vision of the Spirit Eye, that small wisp of black mist was Malthus's remaining incarnation at this moment, and the vessel within it was the head of a porcelain doll, which was the head part of the Annabelle doll.

"Priest, let's make a deal. What is your wish?"

"I can grant any wish. You must know the reputation of demons in the mortal world. As long as the contract is fulfilled, your wish will definitely be granted."

"I can grant you three wishes, as long as you leave this place with my vessel."

This time, Malthus was much more obedient and actually started to negotiate, even offering to grant three wishes.

Louis's lips curled into a slight smile, which quickly vanished as he stared at it expressionlessly. "Three wishes? You can really grant them?"

It was as if they had sensed Louis's greed.

The mist, which was still gently pulsating and doing something unknown, suddenly stopped moving.

"Correct!"

"Although you humans have many misunderstandings about us demons, it is true that we can grant wishes."

"As a priest, you must have heard of the time when humans kept demons to fulfill their wishes."

"Hmph!" Louis snorted coldly.

"Can a demon that can be kept as a pet truly grant the wishes of those stronger than itself?"

"Heh, we are different from you humans. You even need to learn from us to acquire something called magic, but for us, it's just a talent." The voice coming from the mist carried a hint of contempt.

"Our demons' abilities far exceed your human imagination. Of course, not all demons can grant wishes."

"Only we great demons can fulfill your human desires to a certain extent. Those that can be kept are actually rather special demons."

"Alright, enough of this nonsense. As long as you agree, whether it's becoming my servant and gaining even greater power than you have now, or becoming a ruler or a wealthy person in human society, it's all fine." Malthus's tone became a bit urgent, as if he was getting impatient.

"Power, authority, wealth—just ask, and I can get it for you."

Louis stroked his chin, looking thoughtful.

In fact, we are indeed considering it.

Otherworldly demons?

A weak demon that can be kept as a pet? And can even have its wishes granted?
Hmm, this description seems a bit familiar...
The Clown Demon - Jack the Box?

That clown demon who was forcibly fused with humans, forcibly sealed by a priest, and who has no demonic aura but can grant wishes?

So, that guy is a demon?

Louis's heart stirred. At the same time, he looked at the increasingly agitated fog and felt the large amount of fiery red magic power generated by his heart in this high-temperature environment.

Smile.

"Let me think about the conditions you mentioned. Is there a contract involved?"

"Yes, we demons always carry our contracts with us!"

The sound of the mist carried a hint of excitement. At the same time, the doll's head inside bobbed up and down, and the mist became much calmer, no longer restless.

A cloud of black mist condensed and, in the blink of an eye, transformed into a parchment scroll with English writing on it. Beside it was a quill pen, which flew toward Louis.

But this time.

boom!
The parchment scroll burst open, and mist spread out.

Louis remained calm. Almost simultaneously, his fiery red magic surged forth, transforming into a giant fiery red hand that descended from the sky and slapped down the black mist carrying the doll's head.

sizzle-

The giant hand spontaneously combusted with flames, resisting the black mist.

However, compared to the previous attribute-less magic, the current fiery red magic is obviously much more powerful. It consumed all the mist in just three seconds, while it consumed less than half of the mist.

Louis used the Soul-Suppressing Ruler above his head to block out the hallucinogenic fog in front of him and reached out slightly.

The fiery red giant hand instantly transformed into a chain, coiling the doll's head into a ball before flying to Louis.

Louis smiled as he looked at the head.

"Looks like I'm still a cut above the rest."

They were actually just engaged in a battle of wits and courage.

It was stalling for time to find a way to escape, and it was also stalling for time to take advantage of the high temperature environment to generate fire-elemental magic power in a short period of time.

As for the subsequent contracts and conversations, neither of them actually believed the other.

Everyone's just stalling.

But in the end, he was clearly the one who was more skilled.

Their mana regenerates faster, and their methods are more ruthless.

“Annabelle, no, Malthus, I’ve finally caught you.”

Looking at the doll's head in his hand, Louis's hand moved slightly, and the chains tightened instantly, completely sealing and covering it.

Demons love to lie, just like ghosts spouting nonsense. They are completely untrustworthy, and listening to even a single word of their lies is irresponsible and puts your own safety at risk.

Once we get back, we can listen to whatever we want, and interrogate him however we want. Wan Huanyi's clothes flashed slightly with white light, and the next moment, Louis flew into the sky at high speed.

Charge straight out!

……

at this time.

Outside the crack.

The Warrens couldn't get any closer; the ground was too hot, and if they got even slightly closer, the still unstable geology posed a risk of further collapse. They simply didn't dare to approach!
"What should we do?" Rowling asked, no longer daring to use her soul perception to see.

So she had no idea what was going to happen next. If the mysterious person won, it might be fine, but if the devil won, then she would have to take action!

Ed shook his head; he and Rowling had different ideas.

They couldn't get in given the current situation, so they had to consider other options, and Ed thought of something else.

They came here because they were chasing the crying woman, but now that they've arrived, what about the crying woman from before?
"Something's not right."

"Lowling, let's retreat. There's nothing we can do about this now. We should report this to the church, and..."

The words have not yet fallen.

A figure flashed past in an instant.

The fiery red figure soared straight into the sky.

Accompanied by the twisting and deformation of the flames.

Fog, red clouds, flames.

The Warrens even had a feeling that the figure in front of them was some kind of being related to God!

Snapped.

Louis landed.

Looking at the Warrens not far away, she raised her eyebrows slightly. She hadn't expected them to come over. Weren't they supposed to be on the other side?

That's enough, there's no need to meet.

Louis was about to leave, but the next second...

"and many more!"

Ed shouted.

At the same time, Louis seemed to realize something and stopped moving.

Louis turned back. The Myriad Illusions Cloak had already been changed, and he was now completely hidden under the clothes and hat, making it difficult to see him clearly.

Ed was taken aback; he hadn't expected that simply shouting at the other person would actually make them stop.

He immediately realized what was happening and said, "Sir, could you talk to us? What you've caused......"

“I’m only responsible for subduing the demons; the rest is not my concern,” Louis interrupted in a hoarse voice.

Ed raised an eyebrow. "May I ask who you are, sir?"

"you do not need to know."

"..."

“Well, sir, you’re right. I have no right to interfere,” Ed said helplessly. After all, he was only a member of a triad, a semi-official, and a semi-civilian group, and often he was not qualified to meddle in other people’s business.

"But may I ask if you subdued that demon?"

"Of course, it is not my match."

Louis said this.

Upon hearing this, Ed nodded. That's good; it can at least be considered good news.

“You asked me a question, now it’s my turn to ask you one,” Louis suddenly said.

?

Ed was taken aback, seemingly not expecting this, but he quickly recovered and said, "Okay, that makes sense. Please ask."

What are Otherworldly Demons?

Louis asked the question.

He was genuinely curious whether the clown demon Jack was actually an Otherworldly being.

Otherworldly demons?

Ed Warren frowned slightly and began to think carefully. He had read many books on the supernatural, including those about churches and folk tales from various places, and was quite knowledgeable, especially among the couple.

He had always served as a knowledge base, and now, this mysterious man's question had successfully touched his brain, but he vaguely remembered seeing or hearing the word somewhere before.

hiss.

Think about it, think it over carefully.

Meanwhile, Rowling kept her eyes fixed on Louis, who slightly raised his head, his Myriad Illusion Cloak stirring restlessly.

It was Rowling who had just tried to spy on Louis, and now that Wan Huanyi sensed Rowling's presence, he reacted instinctively.

Rowling sensed an alarm and quickly lowered her head.

This is what happens when you're not from the orthodox side of the mystic world.

Or rather, this is how it is on this land that lacks a complete heritage.

In places with proper lineages, disciples are always warned not to spy on others, as this could easily attract the attention of those they spy on, or even bring backlash or disaster!

But Rowling, who came from an unorthodox background, clearly didn't understand this.

At this time.

A voice sounded.

"Ed?"

(End of this chapter)