Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 257 The Great London Event (Part 7) Invoking the Gods
The newcomer was none other than Rowling. Her current state was quite strange, emanating an inexplicable aura, with faint golden flames flickering in her eyes.

The firelight looked familiar, exactly the same as what Eileen had seen.

She looked at Eileen, who had a genuine smile on her face, nodded, and reached out to take the eyeball. The moment she took it, a powerful energy wave instantly spread outward from her.

The petrified hard shell on the eyeball began to crack inch by inch, emitting light and revealing the substance inside.

Meanwhile, the golden light in Rowling's eyes increased rapidly, filling her eyes in the blink of an eye.

"Descendants of saints?!"

"again?"

"Do not!!"

With a roar, Valak, who had just crushed the priest's team, swung his claws down in fury.

Holy light shines.

The golden light, as if alive, blocked the sharp claws.

sizzle-

A lot of scalding sounds and smoke came out.

Rowling floated into the air, her sharp eyes fixed on Valack.

At this moment, it seemed as if the situation had taken a dramatic turn for the better.

For a moment, everyone was relieved.

Only Eileen looked worried. Although the "messenger" sent by the Lord had the same bloodline as her, the other party had awakened his bloodline for too short a time, and the current situation was different from what she had experienced.

Valak is now stronger than she was when she faced him.

That's too much of a stretch.

How to do?
Eileen couldn't think of a solution.

"Holy Maiden, do you need power?"

A sinister voice rang out, and wisps of black mist appeared. The four-horned demon Malthus had actually appeared.

It stared intently at Eileen.

In its eyes, Eileen's soul shone brightly; perhaps such a soul could help it advance towards the position of Demon God?

click!
The cross pendant rose up and then crashed down with a whoosh.

"Demon! Die!"

The mist split apart, then gathered again, transforming back into Malthus. "Holy Maiden, don't tell me you didn't see it. Why did Valak fail to retreat successfully just now?"

Just now, Eileen's determined attack was about to kill Valak, so she gave it a little help, but unexpectedly Valak didn't die.

Now it's even more numb.

He had already offended the other party because of his betrayal, and the magical mark on his body had not yet been cleansed. Now he had tried to kill the other party but failed.

Once the other party realizes what's happening, I'll definitely retaliate immediately!

Therefore, at this moment, the camp has changed.

It must kill Valak's avatar here and use a magic circle to prevent the other party from transmitting the memories back, otherwise there will still be trouble later.

Perhaps the very moment Valak didn't reveal the true plan to it, its current choice was already predetermined.

Eileen's eyes flickered at Malthus's words. Although she had only caught a glimpse of it at the time, she had still sensed it slightly. Now it seemed that the demon in front of her was the one who had obtained the suddenly appearing dark magic.

but why?
and many more.

Eileen, who participated in the entire Battle of Valak, has come to a realization.

Indeed, among demons, suspicion and betrayal are everywhere; there is no true cooperation or trust whatsoever.

but!

This does not mean she would cooperate with the devil.

Moreover, she didn't believe that this demon was capable of dealing with Valak; he was too weak!

Seeing Eileen's eyes, Malthus was secretly furious; she was looking down on him!
Well, it's definitely no match for Valack.

Malthus immediately produced a horn, made of bull horn, yellow and black in color, with many patterns engraved on it, which looked quite extraordinary.

As soon as it was taken out, it instantly attracted a lot of attention.

Meanwhile, Valak's attacks against Rowling became increasingly fierce, and his eyes were filled with rage as he looked at Malthus.

Eileen looked at Malthus, then at the horn.

finally.

"What do you want?"

"Hehehe, I want your soul. Come on, sign this contract and I'll help you get rid of Valak."

The air burned, and a dark yellow parchment scroll appeared.

Eileen hesitated.

“You can examine it carefully. For a soul like yours, I would never play any tricks on the contract. And you should have guessed that Valak won’t let me off the hook, so you don’t need to worry about me not fulfilling the contract.”

Malthus's words echoed softly, carrying a seductive magic.

"Your friend seems to be on the verge of collapse."

Eileen was startled.

really.

Having only obtained the sacred artifact, Rowling, whose bloodline had not been deeply awakened, was unable to even fuse with it. Moreover, the energy within the artifact had been exhausted. The fact that she had been able to hold on until now was entirely due to the depletion of her own bloodline power.

But this didn't last long, and Vallak forced them into a series of defeats.

With a sudden pang of anxiety, thinking of the priest team that had just been trampled to death, and the residents of the distant city, Eileen made a decision.

Okay, I will.

"and many more!"

A voice suddenly rang out, and Louis emerged from his hiding place.

"It's you?"

Eileen was somewhat surprised.

She had a deep impression of this man who suddenly appeared and whom she was wary of, because she had regretted it before; if she had chosen to cooperate with him, the situation might have been better than it is now.

Moreover, I didn't realize it at the time, but now that I look closely, the other person does indeed have the "scent" of a deity, and is very likely a priest.

Okay, to be precise, heresy.

Perhaps that's why Navarak chose to expel the other party from the distorted space.

So now, is it possible for the other party to communicate with his god and break the barrier?
His eyes lit up.

Malthus's reaction, however, was much more intense.

Swish!
The entire demon's figure surged backward, warily watching Louis.

Louis ignored the other party and looked at Eileen instead. "Since it's already locked in a life-or-death struggle with Valak, why bother signing a contract with it? For its own sake, it has to fight Valak to the death."

???

Good guy!
How could you say such a thing? Are you trying to get something for nothing from me?

Malthus became agitated with anger, but hesitated to launch an attack on Louis.

Eileen was taken aback for a moment, then realized what she meant and nodded, "You're right."

"By the way, I'd like to sign a contract with you," Louis said with a smile, blurting out this sentence.

???

Eileen looked at him with a strange expression, while Malthus next to her started cursing.

Louis seemed oblivious. "Don't worry, I just want to make a deal. Trade your spirituality to me."

"Spirituality?"

"Yes, the spirituality of the soul."

Eileen didn't quite understand what the other person was saying, but it didn't matter. Compared to demons, even heretics seemed somewhat credible.

Moreover, Rowling is really on the verge of collapse.

"it is good."

Louis nodded and took out the amulet of the idol that he had been holding.

hum! !

A strange fluctuation flashed by, and Eileen's eyes gradually became dull. A white aura that seemed very special at first glance was separated from her soul and flew towards the amulet.

Whoosh!
A dark hand suddenly flew over. *Splat!*
Sixty-six silver threads pierced its palm in an instant.

The white light eventually settled successfully into the amulet.

Eileen's eyes cleared up, and she felt as if she had lost something, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Malthus, who was standing next to him, started cursing loudly.

Ordinary people might not understand, but how could a seasoned expert like it, who feeds on souls, not comprehend it?
What kind of spiritual light is this? It's clearly just a part of an important soul that's been extracted!

Eileen's once radiant soul has lost its brilliance and is now utterly worthless!
It's infuriating that this priest has ruined my plans time and time again, and now he wants to get something for nothing and also profit from it!

Malthus glared fiercely at Louis with his horizontal pupils, then suddenly picked up the horn, "Whoosh!"

Vast, rough, turbulent, boundless.

The air vibrated, turning into visible ripples that spread in all directions. The dark purple space undulated, and even Valak, who had been suppressing Rowling, stopped, his face grim.

In mid-air, a pale, ethereal figure was slowly appearing.

Malthus smiled as he watched this.

Yes.

I need to save myself, so I have to take action against Valak, but that doesn't mean I won't take action against you!
Since things have come to this point, let's just destroy them all!
Once I've made sure I kill Valak and erase his memories, my goal is achieved. Now, you can have your own fun!
Malthus chuckled maliciously, his figure turning into mist as he prepared to leave.

but.

boom!
Strands of pre-prepared silver threads transformed into a spatial cage, firmly trapping it within.

Louis looked at it. "Where do you want to go?"

The purpose of coming here is to collect demons.

As a result of various unexpected factors, things went wrong. First, vampires got involved, causing a blood disaster, which gave Varak and Malthus an opportunity to regain their power.

Then there was another miscalculation of Valak's strength. No one expected that Valak would find a way to bypass the rules set by God and create a distorted barrier, which greatly increased the strength he could unleash.

Now Malthus has brought out an even more mysterious artifact that can stop Valak from moving.

This has led to him remaining in hiding until now, essentially accomplishing nothing.

If it runs away now, won't I have no safety net this time?
Malthus's face darkened as he glared at Louis and threatened, "Don't forget, that new saint is about to be overwhelmed by Valac. Are you sure you want to get entangled with me here? I'll have my horn to save my life, but you won't!"

"I advise you to lift the restrictions now and quickly ask your god to take you away, otherwise..."

Upon hearing this, Eileen looked at Louis with concern.

Louis remained unfazed; when he did make a move, he was always fully prepared.

Turn your hand over.

The amulet, having absorbed all the spiritual energy, slowly floated up.

Louis stomped his feet three times, raised his sword finger, and chanted incantations. The magic he had prepared beforehand began to surge wildly, and a point of red light flashed.

It then spreads throughout the body.

A faint, indistinct figure began to appear and disappear on his body.

"god?"

Malthus began frantically attacking the silver threads.

And at this moment, in mid-air.

Unlike the two people next to him who were plotting and scheming.

Rowling, who had been putting up a strong fight against Valack, finally couldn't hold on any longer.

boom!
With a powerful strike, the entire golden barrier shattered, turning into specks of light that dissipated, and Rowling fell backward, powerless.

At this moment, one of the two heads of the dragon had become illusory. Clearly, defeating Rowling, who used the sacred relic, had not been without its costs, especially as it sensed more and more changes and increased its attack frequency, which further increased its consumption.

But it's all worth it.

because.

A shimmering, eye-shaped ornament fell from the sky.

Whoosh!
The dragon's claws finally grasped the sacred relic once again—the Eye of Saint Lucia.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!"

A loud, boisterous laugh echoed throughout the entire barrier, and countless people watched, trembling with fear.

"The light has disappeared."

"The devil, the devil has won."

"The dragon will eat us."

"It's over! Everyone's finished!"

"Believe in our Destruction Cult, we are the Destruction Cult..."

"..."

The city descended into complete chaos, with beatings, smashing, looting, murder, and arson erupting—a riot had begun.

The center of the battlefield.

The golden light quickly dissipated, and the Eye of Saint Lucia turned black, merging into the dragon's claw.

finally!finally!
I got it again!
My power! My angelic status! Return!
ka ka ka-

A deafening roar echoed in the sky, and the two-headed dragon's color began to change. Strands of gold began to appear on its massive body, while the rest of its body was completely covered by black carapace.

On its chest, a fissure appeared, and flesh writhed, opening and closing, struggling to stretch.

It revealed its enormous, vertical black pupils.

On either side of the black vertical pupils, tiny tentacles appeared, swirling in the air. What should have been eyelashes were now rapidly growing and transforming into a pair of wings!

just now.

This two-headed dragon has changed drastically.

It's simply deformed.

The terrifying vertical pupils with wings on its chest resemble those of a primordial angel, but the dragon, which is the main body of the dragon, is actually a demon in disguise.

Angels and demons merge here.

"I'm still a little short, but it doesn't matter. With this power, I will return to Hell and embark on the path to becoming a pseudo-Demon King."

Valak thought to himself, feeling the two forces within his body that were both intimate and repulsive, yet both incredibly powerful.

However, before returning to hell.

First, we need to eliminate the traitors, the descendants of saints, and the priests. Oh, and we also need to devour the souls of hundreds of thousands of people.

Thinking of this, Varak revealed a carefree smile.

What a bumper harvest! What a bumper harvest!

Then it greedily looked down at the ground.

As for the almost solidified phantom beside it, it didn't seem to care much, which was slightly different from its previous behavior.

From its current perspective.

Here, it is invincible!
but.

After taking a closer look below, it suddenly paused in surprise.

wrong! ! !

Below at this moment.

Louis's red glow grew stronger and stronger.

A crimson flame burned in his pupils, and a crimson phantom on his body had solidified.

A tall figure stood there, his red-tasseled hat seemingly burning with tiny flames. His face was obscured, with only two points of deep light emanating from it, revealing an unapproachable majesty.

The crimson brocade robe fluttered in the wind, and one could vaguely see ever-changing cloud and fire patterns.

Hold the scroll in your left hand and the pen in your right hand.

The air was still faintly filled with the smell of cooking fires.

"...I respectfully invite the Kitchen God, the God of Fate in the Nine Heavens."

The head of the household, the god of the five sacrifices, observes good and evil within the eastern kitchen, bestowing blessings, pardoning sins, averting misfortune, and turning misfortune into good fortune.

The Guardian Deity protects the home, bringing peace and harmony to the family, ensuring the elimination of disasters and the increase of heavenly blessings. He grants all requests, is all-encompassing, and is the most compassionate, merciful, divine, and holy being.

"Nine Heavens Eastern Kitchen God, Stove King, True Lord; Great Emperor Taiyi, Heavenly Venerable of Determining Blessings and Reporting Goodness!"

(End of this chapter)