Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 241 The Final Act - The Holy Sword Is Not Yet Finished
The rusty sword, with its double-forked tip resembling a scimitar, had just appeared.

Still mired in the mud and mist of the Mass, Gula was startled. It sensed an immense threat, a feeling... a feeling... so familiar...

Angel? !
Its large, dark green belly trembled, and a fleeting look of fear flashed in its orange-yellow eyes.

Those who haven't experienced that era can hardly understand what an angel is. It was a terrifying time when angel legions and demon legions fought each other to the death.

Angels are also divided into ranks: ordinary angels who can hold their own against ordinary demons and great demons, high-ranking angels who can fight against demon gods and pseudo-demon kings, and archangels who can fight against demon kings at different levels.

Before the current Arrogant Demon King appeared, that is, before Lucifer led a third of the angels to fall from heaven, Hell was completely suppressed by Heaven. Demons and great demons were even wiped out by the angel legions every once in a while. Even those so-called demon gods were just a group of losers who fled to Hell. At that time, Hell was practically run by angels.

They could come and go as they pleased, and the demons were completely suppressed.

At that time, it had not yet become a follower of Beelzebub, the Demon King of Gluttony; it was just an ordinary demon. It was chased by angels several times and almost died. It was not until Lucifer fell from heaven and the seven demon kings of the seven sins were gathered that the power of hell gradually became able to hold its own against heaven.

Even so, those unbearable days remain vivid in its memory to this day. Angels are absolute natural enemies!

In particular, the power it sensed seemed to be no ordinary angel, since an ordinary angel would never have given it such a profound sense of threat.

That would be even more troublesome.

A high-ranking angel? Or some special holy relic?

After all, God left behind many things in this world, and maybe there will be some power comparable to that of angels.

No, I have to get out of here right now.

The large belly writhed, and its flesh began to shed its skin like a snake. With a snapping sound, a figure suddenly darted out.

Look around.

A bloody, skinless monster suddenly rushed out, and in an instant, its flesh transformed into countless green-headed flies, swarming into the sky.

What remained in the mist was a monster with a large hole torn in its chest, its skin constantly writhing and decaying, but without the support of bones, it gradually sagged down, turning into a slime-like monster of flesh and blood!

Seeing the sudden situation, the man in the black suit holding the sword didn't hesitate for a moment and blew a whistle.

call! !

Bang bang bang! !

The troops who had surrounded the area fired several special shells into the sky from who-knows-where, and the raindrops began to fall gradually.

As these raindrops accompanied the escape of Gulahu, who had transformed into a swarm of flies and was trying to break out, he stopped.

One swarm of flies landed, turning into clumps of flesh and blood, and then coalescing back together.

"The Gluttony Demon King's retinue has been observed to possess the following abilities: flesh and blood coalescing into a swarm of flies, and invisible attacks. Its danger level is assessed as high. It is permissible to use the second prohibited item to eliminate it."

The man in the black suit holding the sword muttered to himself, his eyes as cold as a machine.

Subsequently.

puff!

The inverted "double crescent blade" plunged straight into his leg.

The gushing blood had just flowed out when it was absorbed onto the sword. As the blood seeped in, the dark yellow rust began to slowly peel off, and in the blink of an eye, it became bright, even emitting a faint white light. A strong sense of holiness was emerging from it.

At this moment, the sword has changed completely, and is now a completely different thing from the rusty sword from before.

In the rain.

Gura, now reunited, stopped trying to escape. It had realized that, as long as it didn't defeat or break through the group's blockade, it couldn't leave this place.

I really underestimated these modern humans.

Indeed, the Church once held a significant portion of their power back then. Now it seems that humanity has risen again. However… they are still human, creatures of filth, how can they escape the seven deadly sins…

Since you want to fight me, then let's give it a try. Perfect, maybe this is the best way to do it; it's a win-win situation...

"Human with noble blood, it seems you are being controlled. Do you want to break free from your current predicament? If you are willing, I can help you."

"You don't need to pay any price, you know what I mean."

Gula said this.

Accompanied by its sound.

The man in the black suit holding the sword paused, and then fell silent.

At this moment, the other Bureau personnel who had been silently standing behind the man in the black suit holding a sword suddenly changed their expressions. "Quick! Kill it!"

Just like a machine, the man in the black suit instinctively swung his sword.

With each swing of the sword.

Three enormous, white, blade-like slashes swept straight through at incredible speed, splitting the earth in two and creating a huge gash. Buildings constructed of steel and cement were easily sliced ​​apart like tofu.

It's just like sword energy or laser attacks from fantasy genres.

Faced with this attack, the entire city of Gula froze. This sword was definitely not right!
It can't dodge. Although it's fast, it's not fast enough to be unable to avoid it, but it just can't dodge. It's locked on!

This is an ability that only high-ranking angels possess.

Hey!
Gula's orange-yellow pupils widened in shock, a terrifying power surging within him. "Angel! Die!!"

A gigantic, over twenty-meter-tall fly phantom appeared, its body covered in fleshy tentacles. Most shockingly, at the ends of those tentacles protruded constantly rotating eyeballs. As the eyeballs rotated and closed, their "eyelids and eyebrows" turned out to be sharp teeth!

Is that an eye or a mouth?!

Every detail of this terrifying, fleshy fly phantom was incredibly detailed and lifelike, but it was still just an illusion, merely terrifying in appearance. However, the next moment, Gula transformed his body into a swarm of flies, filling the phantom in large numbers.

All of this seems to happen in a lot of time, but in reality it all happens in a single instant.

As the fly solidified, three giant blades of white light arrived.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !
For an instant.

Tentacle-like fleshy tendrils extended, attacking the white blade, and the fly was split into three the moment the blade attacked.

boom! !

The collision of energies naturally resulted in a massive explosion.

The fierce winds even pushed people outwards, and some people couldn't withstand the residual force of the energy and were blown away. The buildings on the base were completely defenseless and were destroyed.

Louis, who had been hiding in the sky and observing the grand spectacle, keenly sensed a chaotic fluctuation.

"Something's not right. The impact of the sword and the demon seems to have affected something? This fluctuation..."

With his keen senses, Louis traced the source of the fluctuations and eventually locked his gaze on the center of the base, the main location where the summoning had just taken place.

Now, this place is gone, destroyed by the storm, but the strange feeling here is even more pronounced.

"...Is it space?"

Louis made a conjecture, after all, a spatial tear had just occurred in this place, summoning demons from hell, it was hard not to make the connection.

So, what does this fluctuation mean?
Louis's gaze deepened.

Something is bound to happen here, but he can't control it. Right now, he just wants to play the role of the cunning hunter and take the opportunity to sort things out properly.

The Administration Bureau has revealed quite a few things this time, especially that sword, in a moment...

……

When all the gales and explosive energy ceased.

A large number of human soldiers had their formations disrupted and were buried under sand and ruins. If they hadn't been relatively far away, their fate would probably have been even more tragic.

What's even more terrifying is the base itself; except for the outermost part, all the buildings in the base have disappeared.

A blank white field.

Bang!

The man in the black suit, who was holding a sword, suddenly knelt down and collapsed to his knees. The sword in his hand quickly returned to its rusty state, and the rust on it even seemed to have increased...

The other Bureau personnel who had been hiding behind the man in the black suit with the sword stepped forward. Some ran over to check the battle, while others began to check the man in the black suit's condition.

"The forbidden item, the Zolfikar Sword, has caused 10% blood loss. Immediate maintenance and repair are required. Call the pre-prepared ambulance over."

Yes.

The forbidden item, the Zulfikar sword, refers not only to the sword itself, but also to the person who wields it.

The siren of an ambulance rang out. The man in the black suit and carrying a sword was taken inside.

"Target not eliminated! Warning! Target not eliminated!"

Suddenly a loud shout rang out, and those who had gone ahead to observe issued a warning.

"hiss--"

"If I hadn't had a good meal, I would have almost been beaten to death by you guys."

gurgle gurgle... gurgle gurgle...

A tiny, fleshy ball bounced on the ground, its veins bulging, its mouth wide with sharp teeth, looking quite bizarre.

The ground was shattered, and the remaining flesh and blood began to gather together. At the same time, the three people it had thrown behind—Director Jack, the supervisor, and the female manager—were brought out under its control.

"I'm sorry, but as food, you also have to be prepared to sacrifice yourselves," Gura said.

"Great Gura! You, you can't do this!"

"No! I, I..."

Jack and the supervisor started vomiting the next moment, and a disgusting greenbottle fly the size of a palm actually came out.

At this time.

Salt bombs rained down, bang bang bang!

The management bureau and military personnel are not stupid. How could they just watch Gura recover? Naturally, they would launch an attack immediately and completely destroy him.

However, the female manager, who hadn't vomited and seemed not to have been "blessed," was now being controlled and blocked in front of her.

this moment.

The flaws of weapons such as salt bombs have been fully exposed!

These weapons are specifically designed to deal with mystical creatures such as evil spirits and demons; they are completely useless against ordinary life forms such as humans!
"Damn it, where's the Mass water? Keep pouring it in, kill it completely!"

"Only the last batch of water for the Mass remains. Confirm use?"

The highly concentrated holy water that only medieval bishops could produce is not so easy to manufacture in this era when the church is regaining its power.

This is already half of the Mass water reserves in the northern states of the United States.

"Confirmed, in use!"

Bang bang bang! !

Holy water bombs were launched one after another.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The piercing screams shattered everyone's eardrums.

Jack and the supervisor, their power drained, collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted. They glared resentfully at Gula, who was tumbling in the holy water on the ground as if he had been plunged into sulfuric acid, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahaha!"

"Damn demon."

Jack let out a resentful curse.

But then, a tentacle suddenly pierced his throat, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

He is one of God's chosen race!

He's a capitalist!
He still has many wonderful things to enjoy in life: wealth, beautiful women, power...

He...he hasn't had enough fun yet...how could he...how could he...

Darkness gradually fell before my eyes.

Gumbling--

The tentacles, like a throat, sucked and swallowed his flesh and blood, devouring him completely in the blink of an eye, leaving nothing but his clothes.

"No, no, no..."

The terrified supervisor kept backing away.

Pa Chi Pa Chi——

The little ball of flesh bounced on the ground, its tiny tentacles supporting it as it bounced faster and faster.

But just as he was about to stab the supervisor...

A salt bomb hit the meatball.

Snapped! !

A square box made of silver accurately locked up the fleshy ball that was now only the size of an eyeball.

After aligning the combination lock.

"Gluttonous Demon Gura has been captured."

"Clean up the scene and prepare to evacuate."

Behind.

The Warrens, Smith, and others who witnessed the entire event remained silent until a moment later, when someone finally said, "The Bureau... is quite impressive."

"With the assistance of the army and the use of sacred artifacts, how could it not be powerful?" Ed said.

"A sacred relic? Ed, do you know what that sword was?" Smith asked.

“Hmm.” Ed’s eyes flickered. As an expert on ghosts and gods, he was also very knowledgeable about mythology. Moreover, he had vaguely heard the name of this sword when the man in the black suit spoke.

But Ed didn't say.

After all, he knew what he should and shouldn't say, and because of his relationship with the church, he was fairly familiar with the Bureau. The Bureau, this special American department, was notoriously ruthless and cruel; that was just the basics.

It possesses some characteristics of a secret service organization.

Therefore, it's best to be cautious.

Seeing that Ed didn't speak, Smith's eyes flickered, but he didn't ask any more questions.

What do you think will happen next?

"It's alright. Although this department is a bit... well, everyone here has connections. At most, we'll just have to sign a confidentiality agreement and pay a fine to get through this."

Ed gave Smith a meaningful look.

He had already figured out part of Smith and his group's background.

Smith nodded, a hint of worry in his mind. He wasn't sure if W Company would give up on them.

At this time.

Several soldiers came over and began to make arrangements for them. Their attitude was quite good, which reassured Smith and the others somewhat.

The group began packing their belongings, preparing to leave.

but.

at this time.

It had been unstable for a long time, and finally couldn't hold on any longer in the center of the slowly fluctuating base.

ka ka ka-

Crack!

Like a mirror shattering.

A massive chasm suddenly appeared, revealing lava, imps, and a river of putrid stench...

It was a scene from the moment the rift in hell had just opened!
This time, however, it was filled with demons, some with fangs and huge mouths, some strangely shaped, and some in animal form—they were simply bizarre!
It's a demon, not those lesser demons. It seems they were attracted by the appearance of the Hell Rift.

And among this large group of demons.

A huge, blurry black shadow sat in the very center, and even Groudon, who was a powerful demon and of higher status than ordinary demons and was a servant of the Gluttonous Demon King, could only stand respectfully to the side.

(End of this chapter)