Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 265 The Devil's Book: Carrie and Emma

villa.

hall.

Da da da……

Louis tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest, his eyes fixed on the little bee.

"...To atone for my mistakes, I chose to formally join this cult, to kill and sacrifice, to find pure people, and to obtain two kinds of blood to perform the ritual of the Devil's Book in order to save Phoebe."

"I succeeded, Phoebe survived, and then the conditions for the Devil Book to grant wishes became even more stringent."

"I was originally planning to go back to work as a nanny for a family, but I unexpectedly received orders from the organization and ended up here, where I managed to sneak in."

The little bee told everything.

The story is roughly about a timid woman who wanted to change herself, but ended up finding a cult leader who possessed a devilish book that could grant wishes.

The wish can be granted if the blood of sacrifice and the blood of purity are found.

Pure blood refers to boys and girls who remain virgins even after puberty, and it doesn't require killing anyone; all that's needed is to collect their blood.

The blood of sacrifice requires killing anyone, and if the wish is to be fulfilled better or more often, a higher-quality person must be found to kill the sacrifice.

The little bee's wish came true; she became mature, beautiful, and confident. Then, she was involved in a car accident, which killed her employer and even sent the child she was looking after as a babysitter to the hospital.

Having no other choice, she formally joined the church and underwent the ceremony again, saving the child's life.

Since then, she has been working for this cult organization.

I'm here because of an order from the organization's higher-ups.

After saying this, the little bee looked at Louis pitifully, but Louis remained unmoved, staring intently at her, their eyes meeting.

Just a blink of an eye.

Louis withdrew his gaze, while the little bee was clearly taken aback, frowning in confusion as if she sensed something was amiss.

Louis picked up the teacup beside him, took a small sip to moisten his throat, and said, "Take her away. We'll have her cooperate in a bit."

Uncle Fu understood and took the little bee down with him.

The little bee was completely bewildered. Did he stop asking himself the same question and just believe it like that?

After hesitating for a moment, he quickly followed the maid outside. Although he didn't know why, it was better not to be killed.

She had no doubt that the other party could take her life; those guns didn't look fake!
I'm not sure if I can survive this time. The other party just said something that seemed to want me to cooperate. Cooperate with what? It must be related to the heretical religion. Tsk, a tycoon and a heretical religion, I wonder who will win in the end.

I just hope they'll let me go, but that's not a good idea. I need to find a way to escape on my own...

Ignoring the other person's ulterior motives, Louis was thinking about the devilish book the other person had mentioned.

The reason he didn't doubt the truthfulness of the other party's words was that Louis's soul had become so powerful that he could naturally discern the truthfulness of mortals' words.

This is the spontaneous generation of supernatural powers.

He could sense some emotions before, and now he can directly see the fluctuations of the other person's soul. In front of him, mortals cannot lie.

"The Devil's Book... grants wishes... Heh, yet another wish-granting item. It seems all the demons here follow the same pattern."

Thinking about the devilish book described in the book, Louis sighed a little.

In his view, this was most likely a method used by some demon to collect souls, and as for granting wishes, it was all possible, whether true or false.

If it's true, then it might be an alien demon like the clown demon Jack.

If it's fake, then it's most likely that other means were used to seemingly achieve the desired result.

Regardless, the biggest takeaway is that this cult is an organization that has been confirmed to contain demons; we can then follow the trail to uncover more...

Louis smiled, instructed Uncle Fu on how to follow the clues, and then left the villa.

He has to go to the university. He hasn't seen Eulenka, Mary, and Hayley for more than half a month, and he misses them terribly.

However, just before leaving, Uncle Fu suddenly asked a question.

"Young master, do you need any guards for this journey?"

Louis hesitated for a moment.

He quickly assessed the capabilities of his men and decided, "Bring a batch with us; it'll be a good opportunity to set up a branch in Japan."

"Okay, Master."

Louis then took out his phone and started calling Carrie.

He thought he should bring Carrie along this time.

As the strongest fighter among the women, she is capable of protecting herself and can also be of some help. Moreover, he also needs to find and transmit the reconstructed Godhood Formation nodes to them. It's not clear over the phone, so having Carrie convey the message is the best option.

……

at this time.

Southern states.

Florida, a small coastal town.

Inside a dilapidated pub, several people sat together drinking and reminiscing about their youth, their experiences as police officers, and casually discussing the most common topics in the country: sex and narcotics...

The weather outside the window gradually worsened, with darkness enveloping the sky and bringing a sense of oppression.

"Hey, what's going on? Has God changed his tune again?"

"You do not know?"

"The radio said there would be a storm here in the next few days, and it looks like it's coming."

"Oh shit, this damn storm, looks like we're not going back to the station tonight. Hey, Dixie, get your liquor out there. Nobody's coming in this awful weather, let's all have a good drink, haha."

"It's not impossible, wait a minute..."

Jingle Bell.

The bell at the door, meant to signal someone's arrival, rang.

All that could be seen was black. The black knitted hoodie completely covered the person's body, with only her chin showing, revealing that she was a white girl. She looked mysterious, but her height of about 1.6 meters made it hard to be wary of her.

"Little girl, come in quickly, it's going to rain heavily soon."

The newcomer didn't look at them, but instead looked towards the corner and said, "Carrie, your hidden techniques are quite good. Maria will be jealous if she sees this."

Her voice was clear and sweet, the kind of voice a young girl should have. But the other person's attitude, and the meaning behind her words...

The guests looked around but didn't see Carrie, whom the other person had mentioned.

"Emma, ​​sowing discord is not only ineffective, but it also annoys people."

clatter--

A sharp voice rang out, accompanied by a crisp stomp on the floor.

Like lifting a veil of mystery, a girl with light blonde hair, dressed in black, wearing light eyeshadow, and with a cold expression, was looking at the newcomer at a table in the corner.

"Hehe, I'm telling the truth, don't you admit it?" Emma walked forward.

The guests and the tavern owner nearby questioned loudly.

But the two of them didn't care at all.

Carrie remained silent in the face of Emma's question. Emma, ​​however, strolled over to Carrie's table and sat down, gently lifting one foot and looking at Carrie with a slight smile.

She didn't pursue the previous topic further. Her fair fingers lightly touched the table, leaving dents on the wooden surface that looked like they had been burned, despite their delicate appearance.

"You should have already set up the nodes here, twelve in total, three lines. Why did you specifically call me over from nearby? What happened here?"

On the desktop, the three lines and twelve dots stand out.

Carrie didn't move, and suddenly a short line and a dot appeared out of nowhere on the three lines and twelve dots on the table.

"A monster has appeared in this town, and I'm not sure if it's related to this storm."

Emma raised an eyebrow, then gave a mischievous grin. "Carrie, the strongest among us, actually has to ask me for help? Tsk tsk tsk, are you really Carrie?"

Carrie's indifferent face twitched slightly.

If things weren't so bad, she would have hung this sarcastic guy up and whipped him!
Seeing that Carrie didn't retort, Emma stopped teasing and became serious. "When are we setting off? Have we scouted the situation? What's their strength, and how dangerous is it?"

"After a while, I sensed an entity connected to that monster walking this way. This should be its destination. The monster gave me a strange feeling. Its strength should be between the level of evil spirit and demon, but its danger level may be higher."

“No wonder they called me here; it’s definitely better to be on the safe side.” Emma nodded, then frowned and turned to look at the policeman and the tavern owner who were walking over with guns.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? I'm a police officer, tell me the truth!"

Emma's fingers twitched slightly, but before she could do anything, Carrie suddenly stood up, unleashing a powerful surge of spiritual energy.

The two stared blankly for a moment, then silently returned.

Carrie sat down again. "Louis said, 'Don't lay a hand on ordinary people.'"

Emma rolled her eyes impatiently. "It's just a lesson, not a serious matter. Don't make such a fuss. If he really did hit you, it wouldn't be you who gets punished by Louis."

After saying that, he glared at Carrie.

I was a step too slow just now. If I had been quicker and acted immediately, she would have been here, and the incident would have been recorded. When Louis returns, she can be punished with a legitimate reason. Tsk, no rush, there's still another chance...

Across from her, Carrie gazed at Emma with a quiet, wistful look.

Punishment? How could I possibly let you have your way? Shameless! You treat punishment as a form of amusement! Disgusting!

Forgot to say.

Carrie's abilities continued to grow, so, according to the principle of self-generating supernatural powers, she gained some new abilities...

Just when the atmosphere between the two women was awkward.

The tavern doorbell rang again.

A boy walked in.

Carrie: "Our target has arrived."

Emma nodded, her gaze intense.

soon.

The boy led the people to his home, an apartment.

Here, it was pitch black, as if the power had been cut off. Most importantly, the room was inexplicably cold and damp. When we walked into the hall, we found animal skeletons in the corner!
The ground and furniture were covered in disgusting slime.

There was even mucus dripping down continuously.

Looking up, on the ceiling, a huge black slime-like figure was staring down with its gaping maw open.

Watching them go inside, the boy felt guilty, but he still turned and walked out; he still had to find new food for his father.

Bang!

He seemed to have bumped into something and fell down.

Carrie and Emma appeared. Carrie used her telekinesis to levitate and control the boy, while Emma looked inside and created a fire serpent that snaked its way inward to investigate.

This is a skill that Emma has developed on her own over this period of time.

Just as no two leaves are the same, the same technique can have different effects on different people.

“Now, tell us what exactly happened here.” Carrie stared coldly at the boy.

Carrie's mental power is becoming increasingly strong, to the point that it is about to overflow, and her eyes, the organ that makes eye contact with others, have become extremely oppressive.

The boy stared blankly, his eyes filled with terror. Perhaps he was already on the verge of collapse, and this caused him to burst into tears and tell everything.

……

Since my mother's death, my father's personality has changed drastically. He started drinking heavily every day and even lost his job because of it.

Although his father had promised him several times that he would quit drinking, disappointingly, every time he looked at his father, his father seemed to be drinking forever.

The situation worsened after the father lost his job.

Later, he stayed home all day and made money by drinking contests, which would then be used to buy more alcohol, so he could continue drinking, continue the contests, and continue buying alcohol, in a continuous cycle.

Gradually, my father changed. Not in his behavior, but in his personality.

His vomit became sticky, containing even blackish-green mucus. His beer can was covered in disgusting slime, and he even started to fear light.

Furthermore, their appetite increased, and they became increasingly lazy.

He would sit on the sofa with the curtains drawn all day, watching soap operas without moving, and drinking can after can of beer.

Finally, one day, his body also began to ooze a disgusting, blackish-green slime, which even blended into the blankets and sofa!

But his father didn't hurt him; he just told him to keep bringing food and not to call the police.

He could only keep looking for food, but gradually, he ran out of money and had to resort to catching animals and stealing from convenience stores...

Until recently, a pair of twin brothers accidentally entered his house, and then everything got out of control.

He also embarked on a full-fledged journey to find food for his father.

"My father said he would get better."

"He promised me he would quit."

"He's my dad."

"I love him."

The boy smiled wanly as he looked at Emma and Carrie and said this.

Carrie frowned, while Emma remained indifferent, even glancing at the boy with disdain. She thought he was utterly pathetic for exposing himself so easily, and his willpower was far too weak! Useless!
At this time.

"Roar!!!"

Violent roars and terrifying screams came from inside, followed by sounds of collisions and gunshots.

"Oh dear, it looks like a fight has broken out inside."

Emma shrugged.

Subsequently.

Whoosh!
The two rushed in with lightning speed.

Large flames appeared around Emma, ​​illuminating the surroundings.

(End of this chapter)