Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 237 Reactions from All Sides: The Fighting Priest is Deployed!

Buzz! !

Thousands upon thousands of greenbottle flies transformed into dark clouds, attacking in all directions and rapidly spreading throughout the entire base.

"Ah!"

"Quickly! Set up defenses!"

"The cross, the cross reflecting!"

"No! No!"

"..."

Screams, cries of pain, and counterattacks all unfolded here in an instant.

At this moment, those disgusting flies that usually only spread germs have become deadly killers, taking one life after another.

Da da da! !

A considerable number of soldiers chose to attack the demon Gura. Human mechanical weapons spewed bullets powerful enough to shatter the stone slabs. In just an instant, a barrage of bullets rained down on the demon.

puff puff-

Surprisingly, all the bullets penetrated the seemingly indestructible dark green skin—no, they didn't penetrate it!
Gumbling--

Its dark green skin was like a rotting swamp; the bullet lost its momentum the moment it hit, actively corroding and swallowing it up!

Gula grinned and burst into laughter.

soul!

flesh!
Wail!
I haven't felt this satisfied in a long time. This is truly a grand feast!
Jack, who had been trembling at his feet, suddenly stood up, glaring angrily at the attacking soldiers. "Who gave you permission to fire! Drop your weapons!"

???

The soldiers looked at each other in disbelief at the director, but before they could react, the greenbottle flies began their suicide attack, melting their bulletproof vests and sucking the juices from their melted flesh amidst their screams.

Gula looked at Jack with surprise in his eyes, "Not bad, really not bad."

Bang!

A swarm of greenbottle flies fell from his hand and landed on Jack, quickly merging into his skin.

Jack's complexion visibly improved.

Although it is not Beelzebub, the demon king, it is Beelzebub's servant and subordinate demon, and it can still do some similar abilities, such as controlling plagues.

Cancer is troublesome, but it can be resolved by modifying the body itself. Although the patient may no longer be themselves or human, doesn't that solve the problem?
Ha ha.

Next, let's use this guy as a base and enjoy ourselves in the real world. Opportunities like this don't come often, so we need to make a quick profit before the church reacts. Hmm, it's best to leave some backup plans so we can continue summoning in the future. That's called... that's called... sustainable development!

With a single thought from Gula, a group of greenbottle flies quietly gathered into a swarm, attached themselves to clothing, and merged into the bodies of some people.

Of course, many more flies are still reaping lives in this base. Thanks to Jack, there are quite a few people gathered here now, especially in the offering warehouse, which is packed with people!

Feeling the soul and flesh becoming increasingly abundant, Gula couldn't help but let out a groan, and his yellow eyes closed at that moment.

In the sky.

An invisible figure watched all of this indifferently, without moving.

Standing with his hands behind his back, Louis's eyes shone brightly. He had watched the entire summoning process and discovered that the reason the summoning was successful was mainly because the girl who was sacrificed at the end had a powerful soul; she was a potential medium!
Furthermore, this magic array was indeed extraordinary, as it forcibly opened a rift in hell.

Do you think these capitalists are willing to invest enough?
There are too many offerings.

As for the "big green-headed fly" below, Louis sensed it briefly and found that it only brought him a sense of danger, not a sense of mortal danger. It was likely that, like Malthus, its main body was a great demon, and its projection and flesh-and-blood clone were just top-tier demons.

In other words, although there are some troubles, it is still within our control.

Therefore, he wasn't in a hurry to deal with it; he wanted to test things out.

……

at the same time.

An anomaly was discovered at the church in the Vatican.

Since the last Pope announced the return of darkness and the arrival of demons, the Church has begun a series of power reorganizations, and many organizational structures have been restarted.

Many modern departments were suddenly dissolved, and then several strange departments were reorganized.

One of these departments is called the Holy Land Department.

A priest sat motionless in the salt circle, holding a Bible, his eyes closed, muttering to himself.

"Plague... stomach acid... river of corrosion... eyes of hell... flies..."

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

"America! Rhode Island! Harrisville!"

In an instant, the dozen or so priests around him stood up and walked outside.

In no time.

An order was immediately relayed to the Clergy, and an old priest carrying two large guns walked out of the Vatican Church and arrived at a newly established exorcism school somewhere in the Vatican.

Then he led some people out from inside.

Gabriel Artermo, an elderly priest with a large beard but a muscular build.

Behind him, several priests and nuns whom he usually personally taught were following closely. One of the priests asked, "Father Gabriel, where are we going?"

"Hehe, let's go and undergo a trial."

"Although I feel this trial is unnecessary, since the Pope has personally spoken, I have no choice but to bring you along. It's also to provide support and ensure you can properly carry out the trial." A trial?

The priests and nuns' expressions changed. They hadn't forgotten how they got here or why they were here.

They graduated recently, but the most outstanding members have yet to be assigned jobs.

It seems like we're bringing them to a big event!
Will this trial offer a chance to encounter a real demon?
Except for one of the priests, the rest of the clergy all looked expectant.

“Cotton, what’s wrong? We’re finally going to fight the devil, for the glory of the Lord! Cheer up!” He raised a steel cross, as big as a head, which looked like a weapon.

The other priests and nuns also took up their weapons: crosses that could be used as weapons, pistols with crosses drawn on them, and large Bibles with ramming edges wrapped in chains...

Cotton shook his head, his expression solemn.

Unlike them, I have personally experienced demonic events and know how terrifying demons are. With what I have learned in the exorcism academy over the past few years, can I really deal with demons?

Recalling the horrors of Abram, Cotton grew increasingly suspicious.

At this moment, seemingly sensing Cotton's fear, Father Gabriel, the muscular old priest who had been walking at the front, suddenly turned around and patted him on the shoulder, "Father Cotton!"

Cotton instinctively straightened his chest.

Do you remember why I chose you in the first place?

"It's because I've seen your file and admire that even when you know the truth of the world, you still have the courage to charge at the devil."

"Perhaps you were not a devout believer before, but at that moment, you have returned to the embrace of the Lord. So, believe in yourself, believe in the Lord, and have no fear."

"Okay?"

As Gabriel spoke, it was as if some kind of power took root in their hearts, and they all straightened their chests, especially Cotton, who recalled the moment when they charged towards Abalaam.

His eyes shifted slightly. "Thank you, Father Gabriel, I understand."

"it is good!"

"Now, let's board our private jet and head full speed toward our destination!"

Sitting on a private jet.

Gabriel let out a soft sigh, gazing at the bustling city below through the window, his eyes misty.

As the church's chief exorcist, he has dealt with tens of thousands of evil spirit cases in his life. Although most of them were fake or low-level evil spirits, he has also exorcised many demonic projections. Apart from a certain pervert who always smokes, he is probably the most capable in the church in terms of actual combat.

Oh no.

And then there's Bishop Eileen. Since that little girl resealed Valak a few years ago, she has completely activated her saintly bloodline and is now a powerful figure in the church on par with him.

But it's not enough, it's still not enough...

Lord, why...

Gabriel gradually closed his eyes and fell asleep.

……

Simultaneously.

At the agency's headquarters somewhere in Washington, D.C., a device emitted a loud alarm.

In an instant, everyone in the base, from supervisors and managers to cleaners and soldiers, had a change in expression.

In the office.

The bureau chief was looking at the map in his hand.

A moment later, he found the approximate location.

"This energy reaction... hell, it must be hell! But how is this possible? No, contact the nearest combat teams and head there immediately to airlift the contraband. If necessary, contact the military for a complete blockade!"

……

England.

In a certain room, Valak, who was planning the next breach, sensed something.

Tall in the darkness! Darkness! Pale!

Valak, dressed in a nun's habit, emerged from the shadows, twisting his head to look in a certain direction. "Hell... the rift... who has come? Is Mammon moving so fast? No, we can't afford to be this slow any longer. We must speed things up. Perhaps, I need a helper?"

"Hmm? The gaze of a certain medium..."

Valak bared his menacing teeth, issuing a warning in the direction of the gaze directed at him.

"And...the scent of our own kind..."

On the street outside, a woman carrying a toddler was walking hurriedly, and a shadow followed closely behind her as the water flowed down the sewer.

……

Harrisville.

This small city has unknowingly attracted the attention of two major organizations, and with the actions of these two organizations, countless eyes are bound to be cast upon it.

Within the base.

A swarm of greenbottle flies was still rampaging, and Gula was chewing on a human corpse. In the devil's mouth, humans and livestock seemed to be no different.

At this time.

Gula paused slightly in his chewing motion, turned his head to look to the side, as if he had seen something.

"Someone's here, a medium?"

(End of this chapter)