Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 255 The Great London Event (Part 5): Barrier Battle
Louis always considered the story of waiting for a rabbit to run into a tree stump to catch a falling tree to be a fable.

The saying "a pie falling from the sky" is a common proverb that serves as a warning to people.

I never would have guessed that this wasn't just a saying, but a real thing!

Louis stared greedily at the vampire before him. Under his spiritual eyes, the vampire's soul aura was fully revealed: evil, dark, and powerful.

This is definitely a dark creature no less than a demon!
What does this mean?
The ninefold demonic tribulation is about to be completed!

Licking his lips.

But then the vampire took a step back.

It seemed to realize that what it was doing was inappropriate, and became somewhat embarrassed and angry. It spread its fleshy wings and opened its big mouth to roar.

Louis was not offended at all; who would be angry about their own grain?

Viscount Zalesca, the vampire, glared angrily at the human before him and launched an attack.

He wasn't stupid. Although it was an "ancient person," anyone who could appear here at this time and possess such a threatening aura and such a gaze was certainly not an ordinary person. Logically speaking, its top priority right now should be to escape, not to get entangled here.

But it did it anyway.

Because it's a vampire!
Humans, who are fed and sucked blood by it, dare to look at it like that?! What a joke!
A flash of crimson light appeared in his eyes, followed by a mental fluctuation. His fleshy wings flapped, creating a strong wind, and his massive body swelled and expanded, with elite muscle tumors appearing. In an instant, he reached a height of five meters, breaking through the corridor and sending rubble flying.

Its body suddenly flew over, its sharp claws, gleaming with magical black light, aimed directly at Louis's heart.

Vampires are known for their ability to fly, their speed, their regenerative abilities, their strength, and their capacity to use magic. Due to differences in type, level, and state, their magic varies, but the most common type of magic is mental charm, or rather, mental hypnosis, control, and influence.

Zalesca, as one of Dracula's lieutenants, has lived for hundreds of years. Now that his power has been largely restored, he is not only more intelligent but can also use magic.

but.

Whoosh whoosh—

A series of whooshing sounds rang out as silver threads shot out, piercing Zaleska's skin—which was capable of withstanding human artillery fire—just as bullets pierced the flesh of an ordinary person.

then.

Gumbling--

"Ahhhhh!!"

A piercing scream echoed throughout the apartment, alerting a demon hiding inside who was trying to dispel the magic within him and then seize the opportunity to escape.

On the black, keratinous skin of the tall, muscular vampire before them, dozens of snake-like "vessels" were pulsating, growing stronger, and even wriggling and shifting in position like living creatures.

The terrifying monster, which was five meters tall, shrank by half in less than half a minute, returning to its previous size of just over two meters.

"No... let me go..."

“My lord, I, Zalesca, am willing to serve you…”

"I am General Dracula's adjutant. I know many secrets. General Dracula is not dead. I can feel it. He has become two. Please, please, I don't want to die..."

The vampire viscount, who had just been looking down on humanity and considering them blood beasts, was now a spineless coward, lying on the ground begging for mercy.

Louis shook his head, feeling rather bored.

He thought this monster would be something special, but vampires? And this is a viscount?

It's something that gets crushed by its peers.

Does this guy's soul really meet the standards?
Louis even had this concern.

Looking at the increasingly shrunken creature before him, who was on the verge of death and had begun to curse, Louis's eyes flashed, and he activated his Yin spirit, revealing a trace of Yang energy.

He reached out and pressed his hand against its already dry head.

"Damn humans... what do you want to do..."

hum! !

A glimmer of golden light appeared in the palm of his hand.

boom! ! !
next moment.

A small hole appeared on Zalesca's head, filled with black smoke that looked like charcoal, but it was too small.

"what!"

"Sunlight...God...Damn it...No!!"

As the puppeteer intensified the exploitation of the spiritual threads, the vampire viscount, who had only recently revived, was reduced to a desiccated corpse once more.

But it still didn't die.

Yes, it did not die.

Given enough blood and soul, it can still come back to life; strictly speaking, it is only in a state of suspended animation.

Vampires have such abnormal vitality.

pity.

Louis also possessed the means to deal with souls.

The spiritual thread, having eaten and drunk its fill, was slowly drawn out, along with its soul.

A breath later, a soul shimmering with red and black light fell into Louis's palm. The purple vortex between his brows flashed and disappeared, absorbing the soul into it.

Within its sea of ​​consciousness, Louis would search its soul and then begin the process of refining the demon.

In reality, Louis snapped his fingers, and the spiritual threads retracted back into his silver-white gloves—the puppeteer's hand.

Louis's eyes were thoughtful. "The fact that Yang energy works on vampires is because my Yang energy is special, condensed from nuclear energy? Or is it something else?"

Besides, isn't the sun in this world completely useless?

But it seems to work on vampires.

Tsk, that's really weird.

And this guy's identity, Dracula's lieutenant, interesting. Count Dracula, the most famous vampire in the world, even more famous than Cain, the progenitor of vampires.

With vampires appearing in this world, how could there not be Dracula?

I don't know which storyline of Dracula it is...

Perhaps we'll find the answer once we've searched its soul.

These thoughts flashed by in an instant.

Louis began preparing to evacuate, moving a little further away from the apartment building, to see if there was any chance to profit from the situation.

He took out his satellite phone and started sending messages to his subordinates.

But this time.

A text message arrived on my phone.

"Bureau personnel have appeared, Anglican personnel have appeared, and approximately 1,800 British troops are on their way."

"Should we block them?"

Administration Bureau?

Louis was stunned.

It's not surprising that Anglicans appeared. This organization is the official church of England, and even the Pope is the Queen. With such a big mess in the capital, it's impossible for such an official and mysterious institution not to appear.

This is why Louis still harbored the ambition of profiting from others' misfortunes.

A mysterious organization within a country must possess extraordinary strength!

But why did the people from the Administration Bureau come?

Wow, this agency is actually a global organization? I underestimated it.

As for the final army, there's no need to worry about them.

Without deploying missiles or similar weapons, Louis did not believe that human weapons could pose a threat to a Greater Demon level.

That distorted space truly allows demons to unleash their full potential at the level of a Greater Demon.

Let's see how they do it.

Louis shook his head and walked outside. Suddenly, Louis stopped and his expression changed.

hum-

An inexplicable fluctuation occurred, and a dark purple light rapidly spread outward from the fifth level of hell as its origin.

In the blink of an eye, it enveloped the entire Enfield district.

The sky and the ground all turned blackish-purple.

Louis recognized him immediately. There was no way he could not help it; he had just been kicked out of there.

"Distorted space".

……

"What...what is this? The world...has changed?"

The soldiers, Anglican priests, and the head of the management bureau who were rushing towards them all changed their expressions drastically.

Some people have even started making the sign of the cross and muttering prayers.

"Report, communications, communications are down."

"Satellite communications have also been cut off."

"How is this going?"

"Evil! I sensed immense evil!"

Lieutenant Colonel Philip, who was leading his troops to the scene, frowned deeply. "Damn mysterious events, anything involving these things can't be good!"

"Reassure our soldiers; they are all special soldiers who have undergone confidentiality agreements. Don't let them fail me now!"

"Damn cabinet, didn't they know to evacuate the people sooner? Now look what's happened, this is getting worse and worse. Let's see how you cover it up in the end. Humph, all of you, get out of office! A bunch of old geezers!"

Philip clearly hadn't considered that Enfield was roughly the size of a town, and had a population of hundreds of thousands.

He muttered to himself as if venting his frustration, while continuing to direct the army toward their destination, calculating the time as he went. He knew that a group of Anglicans had also entered.

He needs to rendezvous with the other side, and dealing with these mysterious events will require the help of professionals. As for the so-called special soldiers he leads...

For some reason, Philip started yelling even louder.

at this time.

The chaos grew increasingly terrifying.

The dark purple sky and earth were visible to everyone in the Enfield district.

Some believe it's God's plan to destroy the world, others think it's the arrival of extraterrestrials, and still others believe it's a special celestial phenomenon...

These are all normal; what's abnormal are the cultists and fanatical believers.

At this moment, all these things related to religion became destabilizing factors, vigorously promoting doomsday theories and their own gods, and starting to amass wealth and gather crowds.

Fortunately, due to the bloodshed, although the London government and parliament were inefficient and bickering, they managed to mobilize a large number of police officers. These police officers, along with other original officials, managed to stabilize the chaotic situation at this moment.

But the bloodshed and the changes in the celestial phenomena have brought the residents to the brink of collapse. It is foreseeable that if any further emergencies occur, an uncontrollable riot will inevitably break out!
This is the true power a demon can display when it is neither arrogant nor ignorant, and when it is fully prepared.

And the outside world.

At this time, some people also noticed the unusual situation in the Enfield district.

The people in this place have all disappeared. Although the buildings are still there, you can't see a single person in sight. Only the mechanical and electronic creations of humans are still making noise.

Humans who tried to enter this area were surprised to find themselves on the other side, not far away.

Messages began to be reported, and large numbers of troops were deployed to begin sealing off the edges of the Enfield district.

Some London residents received calls from their relatives and friends informing them of a monster attacking humans, and then lost contact. When they arrived outside the area, they saw cordons and police, soldiers, and doctors and nurses wearing masks and protective suits.

Furthermore, I learned from him that due to immigration issues, a sudden outbreak of a virus has occurred in Enfield, which is like a combination of rabies and Ebola. It is highly virulent, and those infected behave strangely and may attack others. To ensure safety, a complete lockdown has been implemented.

No one is allowed to approach.

This explanation fooled some people, but many more didn't believe the authorities at all and started contacting them one by one, trying to sneak in or cause trouble, showing signs of instability.

However, the situation is still some distance from becoming uncontrollable.

Fortunately, it's late at night, otherwise these words wouldn't fool anyone.

Fortunately, the internet is not yet well-developed, so a lot of information cannot be uploaded online.

Fortunately, although the parliament was rife with infighting and officials were incompetent, the lower-level administrative staff were quite capable.

fortunately……

There are so many good things.

But if this drags on any longer, these things will eventually be exposed, especially by the media…

……

at this time.

Within the distorted space.

Boom! ! !
Under Louis's spiritual eye, who had already left the apartment and was leading his men into hiding using concealment techniques, a two-headed dragon hundreds of meters long emerged from the cracked ground, letting out an angry roar.

then.

A golden light flashed from the apartment.

The hellfire dragon swooped down and collided with the golden figure.

Air blast!

It crushed the building and cracked the ground.

Flames!

It burned the earth and spread outwards.

Now, even if a mountain comes, it will be easily blasted and crushed by this terrifying attack.

Looking at this terrifying attack, Louis couldn't help but wonder, if it weren't for God's restrictions, just how powerful would the demon god be?

Louis had a premonition that such power was probably not the limit of the Great Demon. If the Great Demon really went all out to attack, what would destroying a county town be?
The current attack is being neutralized by that golden light; otherwise, the damage would be far greater and more devastating!
Even so, he couldn't stop the attack after it was neutralized.

If I were to fight against Navarak, I would most likely have to run away.

Biting his lip, Louis's eyes were full of envy.

Yangshen!

Yang Shen!!
Within the purple vortex between his brows, the vampire viscount's soul accelerated the refining process, and wisps of demonic power began to entwine around Louis's spirit.

On it, eight layers of purple patterns have been imprinted, and the ninth layer of patterns is already faintly visible.

Once the inscription is completed, it signifies the completion of the Ninefold Demonic Tribulation.

……

The underground of the destroyed apartment building.

The four-horned demon Malthus transformed into a cloud of black mist, enveloping the weeping woman who had turned into a stream of water, his expression grim as he sensed the battle above.

A grand magic circle, combining the four elements, expands the distorted space into a distorted barrier...

It even used its original form within this space...

Valak, they've really gone all out!

How can it escape now?
The thought of the lingering Valak magic within him sent a shiver down Malthus's spine, his face turning ashen.

You should have said so earlier if you had this plan!

If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have betrayed you or run away!

Damn it, Valak!

(End of this chapter)