Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 253 The Great London Events (Part 3) The Holy Descendants
"Breathe in..."

The heavy breathing startled Eileen from her anger. She turned her head and saw a tall, dark figure looming in the darkness of the corner of the corridor.

"Valak!"

A golden light emanated from Eileen's body, and she actually floated up and flew over in an instant.

A chilling golden light burst forth from her eyes, igniting and illuminating the darkness before her, revealing the true face of the person inside—a tall blood slave.

Disappointment flashed in Eileen's eyes, and she slammed the Bible in her hand hard onto the blood slave.

Wow! !

The moment they made contact, the towering blood slave vanished without a trace, without even uttering a scream.

Eileen moved quickly upwards, her idealistic perception telling her that evil was above.

The next few floors were filled with blood slaves and a large number of hanging mummies in all the corridors and rooms. When she, a living person, broke in, all the blood slaves stationed there rushed over.

But they all vanished in a burst of golden light.

To Eileen, who had awakened the bloodline of a saint, these blood slaves, who weren't even demons, were nothing more than weak evils that could be killed with a single glance.

Her target now is not these weak evils!
Eileen quickened her pace and headed upwards.

When we arrived at the fifth floor, which is the top floor.

Here, it was pitch black; there were no hanging corpses, nor the blood slaves in the rooms; only silence remained.

Even the blood slaves below stopped chasing after it, and the roars ceased, as if they had entered another world.

Eileen climbed to the fifth floor, and her heart tightened.

She is no longer the ordinary nun she once was. In the past few years, she has undergone extensive training and even been promoted to bishop, gaining much more experience and knowledge.

They knew very well that they had entered a world temporarily constructed by demons in the mortal realm—a distorted space.

By temporarily distorting the space of this place with powerful evil magic, the environment is made more suitable for demons to operate. Here, demons can receive more blessings, including but not limited to teleportation, increased telekinesis, enhanced magic, suppression of holy power, trapping enemies, and so on.

Such powerful methods are not something that just any demon can wield, especially in this restricted place of the mortal world.

Aside from some special demons, one must at least possess the strength of a great demon to construct such a being. However, in the mortal world, due to the rules established by the Lord, great demons cannot descend in their true forms.

what happened?

Eileen's eyes were calm, and she had regained the composure expected of a battle bishop.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

A crisp sound rang out in the darkness.

Eileen suddenly turned her head.

"Roar!"

The towering ghost nun, Valak, lunged at her, appearing before her with a roar.

In that instant, Eileen could even see her mouthful of fangs and her long, thin tongue that snaked and twisted in her mouth.

!!!

this moment.

Holy Blood Liberation.

The dazzling golden light surged out in all directions like water, filling the entire apartment and radiating outwards, transforming into a huge source of light in the dead of night.

……

outside.

Louis, who had just arrived, frowned slightly as he looked at the intense golden light. He couldn't discern the power of this golden light, but he could vaguely sense its sacred, judgmental, and compassionate qualities.

"What is this? A power I've never seen before."

"wrong."

"It seems to be somewhat similar to my godfather's power?"

god?
Louis took out a satellite phone.

"Once we arrive at the location, we will take guard nearby and drive away any blood slaves that come to harass us. If any officials come, we will send you a message immediately."

After giving these instructions, Louis walked into the apartment as the golden light gradually faded away.

Then, at the corner of the stairs, I saw the same hanging corpses in the corridor. My eyebrows twitched involuntarily, but I suppressed my discomfort and walked upstairs.

"Roar!"

On the third and fourth floors, the remaining blood slaves in each room rushed out after smelling the scent of living people.

Louis ignored him; he was thinking.

Blood slaves, a spreading disaster, apartment buildings, a golden light that had just been connected to the power of God...

One thing is certain: there must be a powerful vampire in this place!
Moreover, someone had already gotten in before him.

Are they members of the official Anglican Church in England?
Or who?
The crimson bead pierced through all the blood slaves that rushed towards them to their deaths at a speed invisible to the naked eye. These blood slaves were only slightly torn open before turning into dried corpses, because the blood inside their bodies was forcibly devoured by the Blood River Bead the moment their bodies were torn open.

Because of the extreme speed, the area within three zhang (approximately 10 meters) of Louis's body became a vacuum.

Louis grew impatient as he watched the growing number of blood slaves crowding the stairs.

The magical power within his body surged, transforming into intense fire-elemental power through his fire-elemental heart, causing the ruby ​​ring to glow faintly.

Waved.

Fire is summoned!

Puppet master, threads! Attach!

puff! !
With unprecedented speed and agility, streaks of fire surged up to every room and corner of the third and fourth floors, piercing through all the blood slaves.

The flames, infused with fire magic and enhanced by gemstones, were extremely lethal to these blood slaves.

After that one move, the entire building became quiet.

Louis also successfully reached the fifth floor.

just.

Louis paused briefly before stepping inside.

He took out the Kitchen God amulet from his pocket, looked at the spiritual light swirling around it, and after ensuring he had a way out, he nodded slightly and strode inside.

This time, we're hunting demons.

……

Bang!

As soon as he stepped inside, a dark figure pounced on him, pressing down on Louis.

hum!
The magic power was automatically absorbed, and the Myriad Illusions Robe instinctively activated, immediately blocking it back and causing it to fall to the ground and roll twice.

"what!"

The painful sound drew Louis's attention and brought him back to his somewhat dazed state after the attack.

Fire is summoned!

A burst of dark red flames erupted, illuminating the entire space.

The fifth floor was like a completely different place, much more spacious and darker. At the end of the wide corridor, a tall nun was faintly visible. The firelight illuminated her face, revealing Louis's terrifying true appearance.

The figure who almost fell on Louis, the one Louis instinctively resisted and rolled to the ground, was a blonde woman dressed in church attire. She looked like she had broken ribs, with large beads of sweat sliding down her forehead as she struggled to get up.

The terrifying nun, the wounded nun from the church...

In this situation, Louis instinctively thought about the identities of both parties.

The ghost nun Valak and Irene, a descendant of saints. Good grief, they've run into each other again?

This is Eileen's third time dealing with Valak, isn't it?

This time it's not the plot of "The Conjuring 2" at all; the plot changes are indeed quite significant.

But why isn't Valak making a move?
For a moment, Louis was filled with conflicting thoughts, but he didn't take any action. He simply kept doing some subtle maneuvers.

Eileen also managed to get up, leaned against the wall, and watched Louis who had suddenly barged in warily, remaining still for the time being.

She had just fought a fierce battle with Valak and discovered that Valak had become different from before. He was now intelligent, or rather, more patient. His power, gained through indiscriminate killing and soul absorption, had allowed him to recover from a remnant soul into an avatar.

Within the distorted space, its avatar can reach the level of a great demon. For her, who has already awakened the holy blood, she shouldn't be at such a disadvantage.

However, there are differences between great demons. The incarnation of a demon god is of great demon strength because that is the extent of the great demon's power, but it does not mean that the incarnation cannot be stronger.

Therefore, Valak's strength has now reached the level of a top-tier Greater Demon.

Although I hate to admit it, it's difficult to fight her, and I'm not necessarily her match, unless I use the sacred relic—the Eye of Saint Lucia.

Having used the sacred artifact and combined it with his own holy blood, he was powerful enough to fight against any being below the level of a demon god.

but……

A conflict flashed in Eileen's eyes.

As for the last of the three parties, Varak also had his own reasons for not moving.

It sensed a threat, and the power of the alien gods!

That's right, it sensed a threat from Louis, who suddenly barged in. Although he wasn't as powerful as Irene, he was still capable of hurting it.

Of course, this is not the key.

It's just a minor injury; give it some time, and it'll be resolved.

The key point is the divine aura emanating from the other party. This is not the aura of an ordinary believer. Judging from the constant and intense aura surrounding him, this person is probably very close to that god.

They even kept staring at each other.

If you take action against it and threaten its life, there is a 90% chance that it will provoke that god to take action.

Of course, this is nothing. He's just a god struggling to survive in the mortal world. Give me some time, and I, as a demon god, will still be unafraid!
However, if a god intervenes, it might disrupt its distorted space, at which point it might find it difficult to maintain its suppression over that holy descendant.

Therefore, we cannot act rashly now; we need to think of other solutions. Well, there are other options, but let's wait and see.

Ugh, what a hassle...

For a while.

Each of the three parties had its own agenda, and none of them took any action.

There was silence.

until.

A four-cornered figure emerged from the darkness behind Valak.

The avatar of the great demon Malthus has appeared!

Valack smiled.

Malthus's expression was extremely unpleasant.

Just now, upon sensing the appearance of the Holy Descendant, it immediately began to run away. However, to its utter surprise, it actually possessed a wisp of Valak's magic power!
Just as he was about to leave the apartment, he suddenly erupted, blocking it back and tormenting it thoroughly.

It had already discovered its own little scheme!

Helpless, it could only retreat, and then it found Valak confronting two humans.

One of them was an old acquaintance who almost destroyed all of its incarnations.

"Hehe, human, you've arrived. Long time no see."

Malthus suddenly greeted Louis.

This action made Eileen involuntarily take a step back.

Louis curled his lip. This Malthus was still trying to fool him at a time like this, trying to make him clash with Irene.

Louis hadn't forgotten that when he performed the magic circle summoning, he accidentally summoned Malthus's projection. In order to get information from Malthus about how to enter Hell, he feigned compliance with him. Malthus then set a trap for him, wanting him to deal with Irene, who was a descendant of the Saints.

"Heh, don't be so intimate, Malthus, you don't even know my name."

! !
Malthus remained silent.

Hey, it's funny, after dealing with it twice, being defeated and transformed into its own form, and then projecting it once, it actually didn't know the other party's name.

joke!

but.

“Oh, my dear ally, Maresh, why do you say that?”

“As I said before, the misunderstanding between us has been cleared up and wiped clean. Now, as long as you help me get rid of the Holy Descendant, I am willing to take you to hell.”

"Now, I'm willing to pay the fee in advance, here you go."

With that, Malthus tossed a black coin.

Louis frowned and stepped back.

hum! !

Sharp claws suddenly appeared in front of Louis and began to attack him.

Malthus's狰狞 face and evil eyes stared straight at Louis, "Die!!"

same moment.

Valak also teleported instantly to Eileen's side, his thick, sharp claws aimed straight at her throat, while powerful black magic erupted from his body, condensing into water droplets like solidified mist.

These black magical powers dripped onto Eileen's body along with sharp claws, like sulfuric acid corroding the barrier formed by the golden light emanating from her.

Eileen gritted her teeth, opened the Bible, and began reading passages from it.

"The Lord said, you must not look directly at Him...you must not have any other idols..."

"...Evil life must return to the place where it is due for punishment, Amen!"

"Valak! Back to hell!!"

As the Bible was recited, the holy blood within Eileen surged, and a drop of golden flame appeared out of thin air, instantly engulfing the entire corridor and burning the walls, glass, and other surfaces.

Strangely, the walls, glass, and wooden doors showed no signs of burning, and even Louis was not burned. Only this space and the demon were burned!
"Ah ah ah ah..."

A mournful roar came from Malthus's mouth.

This flame successfully disrupted its attack.

In fact, its attack did not break through Louis's defenses at all. The Myriad Illusions Robe, enhanced by magic, and the invisible barrier constructed by the power of the Yin God were not so easily broken.

However, Louis did not dare to be careless at this moment, because he realized that this guy's strength was not right!

She is much stronger than when she first appeared in her doll form—Annabelle.

It's like going from a top-tier demon to a regular grand demon.

Don't underestimate the difference between just one level; it's a world of difference, with vastly different levels of strength.

Fortunately, Louis was no ordinary man; he possessed numerous magical artifacts and was quite powerful, otherwise he would have been suppressed by now.

"Humanity!"

"Give me your soul!"

Malthus unleashed a surge of intense magical power, forcefully extinguishing the golden flames, and simultaneously cast a spell.

The words spoken at that moment became a seductive whisper that lingered in the ears, each one penetrating the heart.

(End of this chapter)