Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 256 The Great London Event (Part Six): A Twist
"Damn Varak."

Malthus's eyes flickered; now that things had come to this, he had to find a way out.

Since the magic left by Valak on its body cannot be eliminated for the time being, it will depend on the outcome of their battle. If Valak is on the verge of death, it wouldn't mind making a small move to send him on his way...

A ruthless glint flashed in Malthus's eyes.

Within the black mist, a horn-shaped horn flashed by.

……

The golden light continuously extinguished the dark purple hellfire, but even so, the intense earthquakes, air tremors, and magical turbulence still affected the residents of the entire Enfield district on a large scale.

Due to modernization, there are too many high-rise buildings, the population density has increased significantly, and while the utilization rate of land has increased, the casualties caused by disasters have also increased substantially.

and so……

The city was filled with despair.

Various disasters occur. Earthquakes and building collapses in nearby areas are obvious, while those further away are affected by other factors.

Earthquake shocks can catch people off guard and cause all sorts of accidents, including ruptured eardrums and stampedes in the chaos.

Disasters never come in isolation; they always come in succession.

Blood, wails, bones, flames...

Together they created a devastating scene of ruins.

Among them, an unfortunate couple was helping each other along, and seeing this tragic scene, they were both deeply moved, muttering, "Damn demons."

Ed muttered to himself.

Rowling, who was standing beside her, remained silent. Suddenly, she looked at the battlefield in the center. The enormous dragon was very conspicuous, but what she saw was not the dragon, but the golden light that was constantly diminishing the dragon's magic.

Feeling the restlessness within her, she suddenly said, "Ed, I..."

“Okay, I know, take me with you,” Ed said, stopping her from speaking.

A flicker of emotion crossed Rowling's eyes, but a moment later, she appeared alone and headed towards the center.

at this time.

A location close to the center of the region.

Lieutenant Colonel Philip's face was ashen as he looked at the assembled Bureau team and Anglican priests. "Gentlemen, the enemy has appeared. If we don't do something now, the angry mob will tear us apart!"

"I hope everyone knows what to do now!"

The Bureau team member looked distressed. This wasn't the Bureau's headquarters in America, and he was just an ordinary field team leader. He couldn't even get his hands on prohibited items, so how could he possibly deal with this kind of monster?

But faced with Philip's murderous gaze, there was nothing he could do but nod reluctantly. He had already made up his mind that he would only do his part for a while and that his own safety was the most important thing.

As for the leader of the Anglican priests' group beside him, a bishop stared blankly at the golden light, "Holy light...this sacred power, is it the incarnation of a saint?"

He immediately became excited and turned to look at the priest team, saying, "For the Lord, I feel that now is the time for us to dedicate ourselves to the Lord."

The dozens of priests had different expressions, but they all seemed to agree with the bishop's proposal.

Although he didn't quite understand what the Anglican guys were talking about, it seemed to be about dealing with an enemy, so that was fine, Philip said. "Everyone, prepare for battle."

"Target: The Two-Headed Dragon!"

Click, click, click!
Machine guns, grenades, RPGs, sniper rifles, incendiary devices, mortars...

All kinds of firearms were deployed, and temporary positions were set up. The operation was swift, and it was clear that they were not ordinary troops.

Meanwhile, the priest's team had already begun to draw up the magic circle. Some were drawing the magic circle, while others took out their Bibles and began to recite them while standing.

After a while.

The golden light began to shatter inch by inch.

Clearly, Eileen, who was forced to divert some of her strength in order to mitigate the impact on others, was at a disadvantage in her confrontation with Valak.

Of course, it's also possible that the Eye of Saint Lucia hasn't regained its power yet.

but no matter.

As the golden light shattered inch by inch, the hearts of those present sank lower and lower.

An atmosphere of despair is quietly emerging.

……

Using his concealment skills, Louis, along with his men, hid in a corner and continued to observe.

Ok?
Why is someone secretly running towards the center of the battlefield?
Is it... J.K. Rowling from *The Warrens*? What's going on?

Where is Ed?
Furthermore, the plot has changed drastically. This situation can't be resolved by her holding the Bible and shouting Vallak's name a few times. What is she doing here?

Louis began to take notice of the other party.

He also noticed the movements of the army and the priests, but Louis had no hope that the army could play a role. Their strongest weapons were just some cannons, which were of no use to this monster that was hundreds of meters tall.

Do you scratch the itchy area and clean off the scales?
The priests, however, were quite interesting. Under Louis's spiritual vision, a faint white light emanated from the priests who were bowing their heads and reciting the Bible.

Moreover, as the magic circle was being drawn, it gradually spread to the other standing priests, and those priests who were affected immediately changed their expressions, lowered their heads, and began to recite the Bible.

The source of these white lights is... the bishop and several old priests standing at the very front!
Finally, Louis turned his gaze back to the crumbling golden light, his eyes flashing.

I wonder how much power the demon god Valak has left after defeating Irene...

Louis was also torn between his conscience and his conscience.

When faced with temptation, only a minority can resist the urge.

Should I take the risk?

Having that sacred relic in my possession, perhaps I can make a gamble. The soul of the demon god Valak... the timid starve while the bold feast...

No, that's too risky. Putting our hopes on that sword is too unreliable. We should leave quickly and leave the mess to the English authorities.

Or perhaps we should wait for the situation to become clearer before making a decision...

Various thoughts flashed through Louis's mind. He had to make a decision quickly, otherwise, hesitation would only lead to chaos.

Just then, Tommy suddenly said, "Boss, why is your chest glowing?"

Ok?
Louis, who was gradually making a decision, suddenly paused and looked down to see the peach wood amulet emitting a faint glow.

This amulet is different from the previous ones; it's a magical artifact that Louis specially refined on the plane.

Suddenly it started glowing...

Louis closed his eyes slightly.

Tommy and the others looked at each other, not quite understanding their boss's current behavior, but no one said a word.

After a while.

When Louis opened his eyes again, a glint of light flashed in them as he looked at the golden light that was almost completely extinguished, and he made a decision in an instant.

"Take some men and keep watch around the area."

Louis said solemnly.

Tommy's expression turned serious. "Yes!"

Louis took off the amulet, held it in his hand, and his magic began to surge. His mind calmed down, gradually moving towards a state of perfect tranquility.

at this time.

The golden light finally began to dim.

A fleeting glance caught Eileen, dressed in a nun's habit, as she slumped helplessly from mid-air, collapsing to the ground with a cough.

He vomited a mouthful of blood.

She lost.

"Hahahahahaha!!!"

Sharp, naive, mature...

A chaotic and nauseating laugh echoed through the air as the two-headed dragon descended, followed by a toddler with fleshy wings.

They arrived not far from Eileen.

In the end, I won!

bang bang bang! ! !
A deafening roar of cannons erupted, followed by the explosion of shells and a barrage of gunfire. Flashes of light ripped across the two-headed dragon's body, and smoke billowed everywhere.

The bullets couldn't penetrate the armor at all.

Only a few shells, concentrated on a single point, blasted some of the scales open, causing a trickle of blood to flow out, before quickly healing.

Even so, it seemed to have angered Valack.

The two-headed dragon and the child turned around abruptly in unison, roaring!

A purple fireball, tens of meters wide, gathered in just three seconds and then spewed out.

call! !

"It's over."

Lieutenant Colonel Philip's mind went blank.

Faced with such an attack, even without an explosion, the flames alone would be enough to destroy the position. The most crucial point is that this was just a fireball from the enemy, while our full firepower attack only managed to shatter some scales. How can we possibly fight back?
Well, that's it then. Poor Minos, Havel, and Mary... I don't even have children yet!

He closed his eyes in despair.

The anticipated massive explosion never occurred.

"Lieutenant Colonel?"

"Lieutenant Colonel!"

"Huh? You guys came to hell too?"

"Why is it hell? I want to go to heaven! Wait, Lieutenant Colonel, we're alright!"

fine?

They suddenly opened their eyes and saw a thin, membrane-like barrier standing in front of them, firmly blocking the purple fireball.

Tracing back to the source, one sees that the voices of those dozens of priests reciting the Bible are growing louder and louder, even gradually merging together and speaking in unison.

They walked forward while chanting.

The purple fireball gradually disappeared at that moment.

“Oh, my dear fathers, you’ve finally come in handy.” Lieutenant Colonel Philip was in tears.

Valak, who had only spat to kill the insects that had angered him and hadn't paid much attention to them, turned around and looked at the membrane. His anger vanished.

Instead, he revealed a strange expression.

"This magic array? Heh."

"For a bishop to use such a desperate prayer ritual, and only manage to block a fireball—the Church has truly fallen!"

Its tone was full of emotion.

Immediately, he turned around sharply, and the black magic transformed into a three-meter-tall giant claw, which attacked Eileen without regard for anything else.

Click.

puff!
The giant claw seized Eileen, and the golden light on her body flickered as if short-circuited, causing her to be squeezed by the immense force, her skin to crack, and blood to flow from her mouth and nose...

But her eyes remained fixed on Valak. Seeing Valak, now in his child form, confidently approach, his long, thin tongue protruding from his mouth and aimed at Eileen's left eye.

finally!finally!
It is about to receive this sacred power again!
With this, I can reclaim my angelic power and no longer fear divine power!
Only in the upcoming Mammon invasion plan will there be a chance to advance to the pseudo-Demon Lord level!
This is why it has always been so proactive.

“Valak, this time, it’s not for the Lord, but for those who died because of you!” Eileen suddenly said, her eyes filled with determination.

Ok?
wrong!

Valack's pupils constricted.

The dark tongue coiled around like a snake, its clean and sharp movements directly piercing the eyes.

*Pfft! Smack!*
An eyeball flew out of Eileen's eye socket, flashing with golden light, and pierced towards Valak at an extremely fast speed.

No! No! No!
A terrifying sense of impending doom washed over him, and Valak was about to retreat.

A wisp of dark magic flashed and disappeared beneath his feet.

puff!

Golden light, like a thread, pierced through the darkness.

The toddler, who had just spread his fleshy wings in an attempt to teleport, stared blankly at the burning wound on his chest, then looked at the pale-faced Eileen.

"Are you crazy?"

Having said that, it shattered into pieces and vanished just like that.

At that moment, the eyeball that had fallen to the ground also made a strange sound.

ka ka ka-

A layer of gray crept onto my eyes.

Snapped!
Eileen collapsed to the ground, vomiting blood, looking like she was about to die.

This is the consequence of draining the blood from her body. From now on, she will never be able to use holy power like that again; she has lost her saintly bloodline.

But she has no regrets.

If Valak isn't killed, even more people will die.

She still can't forget those rows of corpses that fell from the ceiling, staring at her with wide eyes.

Therefore, she has no regrets.

Moreover, she actually didn't like the saintly bloodline; it was too tiring.

Now, it's all over, and I can go back to being an ordinary nun...

"Protect the saints!!"

A loud shout interrupted her thoughts.

She barely managed to lift her head, staring blankly ahead.

She was a little unaccustomed to having only one eye, but she could still see what was happening in front of her clearly, and the sounds were a bit louder.

"Roar!!!"

The enormous fireball split into three, then six, then twelve, then twenty-four...

The membrane barrier was constantly being broken, bringing it to the brink of collapse.

It is a two-headed dragon.

It didn't die!
The child is Valak's true form, but he is not his true form either!

"Descendant of saints, I'm going to devour you!"

The two-headed dragon uttered a curse.

Black magic gathered on the soles of the feet, bang!
The massive claw pierced through the barrier with overwhelming force, and then fell.

In front of Eileen, he crushed dozens of priests to death.

Like making jam, red, green, and yellow are mixed together, but the majority is red, as deep red as tomato sauce.

Something round and plump rolled over, and its hair-covered skin slapped against her face.

"Ugh~"

Tears of blood streamed down his face.

Eileen glared resentfully at the two-headed dragon squeezing flesh and blood, then suddenly noticed the petrified eyeballs on the ground.

Try your best to climb over and pick it up.

She can't do anything now, she can't kill Valak, but she absolutely can't let Valak get the eyes. What should she do? What should she do?
At this time.

A figure suddenly rushed out of the ruins and stumbled towards Eileen, who was still vomiting blood.

When she saw who it was, Eileen froze for a moment, then smiled.

"Lord, you have not abandoned this place."

"The next step is up to you."

(End of this chapter)