Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 275 Red Lotus Karmic Fire Alliance Leader
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The lotus flames burned fiercely, staining the sky with patches of blood red, just like the reflection of the setting sun.

The nearly 100-meter-long dragon-snake was burned to a skeletal state at that moment, and all the wisps of red power within it were completely burned away.

The speed is incredible.

These flames, as if in extreme restraint of the power mixed with the blood of wild beasts offered as sacrifice, easily disintegrated it, and even the pseudo-divine power transformed from the sacred pillar through more than a hundred years of faith was constantly being dissolved.

The scales that could easily withstand artillery shells were rendered nonexistent, easily pierced, burned, and annihilated.

As for the wind spear, it also couldn't withstand the flames and gradually lost its sharpness.

At this time.

A flash of red light appeared.

Louis, his eyes gleaming with golden-red light, stood in mid-air, supporting Carrie, who was nearly exhausted, with one hand and making a loose grasp with the other.

Put your five fingers together.

boom!
The crimson lotus flowers were fully released, and an even larger crimson lotus flower gradually ignited on the dragon and snake's body.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene.

Even the movements of his hands unconsciously stopped.

The crimson lotus flames before my eyes...

too horrible!
Those present were all from the mystical side, and could more or less discern the gold content of the flames. It was precisely because they could see it that they stopped what they were doing.

This flame could easily shatter the divine power avatar of Takeminakata, even if the avatar had no consciousness and was merely a puppet, its power level was still undeniable.

The fact that they could break through and destroy it so easily shows that even if they used all their methods, they probably wouldn't fare much better.

Therefore, everyone's eyes were fixed on the fiery red spot of light in the sky, trying to see clearly who it was!
For a moment, the scene became surprisingly quiet.

until……

"Ahhhhh!!!"

A piercing wail shattered the atmosphere.

On the altar.

The witch, who had been slashed several times, suddenly burst into crimson flames, her body a mixture of grease, charcoal, hair, and blood...

Burning wantonly.

She flailed her limbs, but the intense flames made it difficult for her to exert any strength. Every struggle was weak. If she were not a priestess specially trained to serve the gods, but just an ordinary person, she probably wouldn't have lasted even a second.

Even so, she was not far from death.

Finally, she looked at her father, stretched out her hand with all her might, and seemed to want to express something in her dark pupils.

Snap! Snap... Snap...

Burning flesh fell from the arm, burning craters into the ground and revealing the stark white bones beneath. And on those bones, crimson flames were burning!
Her lips moved as if she were calling out...Father?
but……

"Ahhhhh!!"

Suwa Yori retreated in terror, even kicking her daughter who tried to approach.

Seeing this, the shrine maiden's eyes went completely dark. She suddenly spat out a large amount of burning blood, which accurately hit Suwa Yori.

The blood ignited the moment it splashed onto Suwa Yori's body. At that moment, his clothes, fat, blood, bones, skin... even the black sin on his soul were all igniters!
In fact, because his sins far outweighed those of his daughter, the crimson flames burned even more intensely.

“Damn it… traitor… I should have… killed you back then…”

The priestess was on her deathbed, her head the only thing remaining, but she wore a smile as if she had finally gotten her revenge.

As Suwa Yori cursed, he continuously pulled out life-saving items from his person: amulets, talismans...

But it was all useless!
All the items were mercilessly devoured by the raging, blood-red flames.

During this time, no one moved. Occasionally, someone would instinctively try to help, but they would be grabbed by the person next to them.

Suwa Yoshimi has now been abandoned.

Someone has to bear the blame for attacking this deity. If you help him, doesn't that mean you're an accomplice?
Shifting blame is also an essential life skill!

Under everyone's gaze.

The shrine maiden and Suwa Yori were both burned to ashes—no, not even ashes remained, only a blank space.

Not even their souls were left behind!

Oh no.

The priestess's soul seems to have mostly remained, perhaps because her soul did not bear too much sin.

"What do you think? Isn't this lotus flower beautiful?"

A slightly magnetic male voice rang out.

But then they saw Louis with his arm around Carrie, looking at everyone with a smile on his face.

Bang! !
Led by Fushimi Taniguchi, a group of people knelt down on the ground.

As a country with a rich culture of gods and ghosts, and as someone with a mysterious profession such as a shrine priest, onmyōryō master, or host, how should one treat a deity?

They knew it all too well.

Louis had a smile on his face, but his eyes were indifferent.

The test has already been conducted.

That's about all the mysterious power Japan possesses.

They can draw upon the power of one or two deities, but cannot summon true gods; at best, they can only reach the level of an ordinary great demon.

He was not afraid at all with his own strength, and even if they joined forces, he was confident that he could escape.

Indeed, the reason Louis acted so ostentatiously this time was not only because of his prejudice against ordinary people, but also because he had some ulterior motives. That's why he deliberately lured the upper echelons of the Japanese secret society to see how powerful they were.

This will determine the next course of action.

Looking at it now...

While it can't be said that one can do whatever one wants, it's not far off.

Of course, they need to be trained a little first.

"Honorable deity, I, Fushimi Taniguchi, the chief priest of Fushimi Inari Shrine, pay my respects to you."

Fushimi raised his head slightly and said.

Louis glanced over, but didn't focus his attention on them. Instead, he looked behind them at a monk who looked rather eerie.

"Huh? You actually recovered?"

"You're quite capable."

Louis immediately recognized the strange, androgynous monk in front of him as the one who had tried to track him down through some connection because of Kishida's carelessness.

However, he was terrified by a single glance from his own slightly disturbing Yang Shen, which would most likely have resulted in his soul being shattered. Unexpectedly, he is now alive and well here.

“My esteemed deity, I, I…”

Before he could say anything, a powerful suction force instantly acted on him.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Snapped!
The body collapsed to the ground.

A soul was forcibly extracted by Louis and cast into the vortex between his eyebrows. With a slight exertion of his Yang God power, he performed a soul search on this half-Yin God. Due to the significant difference in strength, the memories and information obtained from the soul search were relatively complete.

The entire memory was viewed in just one second.

Louis frowned slightly.

Good guy.

I've caught a big fish.

Heung-A Guanyin Temple was built decades ago by a militarist soldier who brought back blood-soaked soil from the area after a massacre. He mixed it with neon purple clay and used it to create a purple Guanyin statue. The temple was named Heung-A Guanyin Temple in order to promote the so-called Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere ideology.

Moreover, its temple contains the ashes of seven Class A war criminals and hundreds of memorial tablets for war criminals, thus becoming a supporter of the radical mystic side.

As a descendant of the militarists of that time, Kishida Mako naturally belonged to this faction, which is why he was able to get Dehong's help.

"War criminals... those who can become war criminals must be outstanding individuals or heinous criminals, their souls might still linger in the world..."

Louis's eyes flickered.

In addition, Dehong also had some cultivation methods in his mind, some of which were exquisite, but most of them were incomplete. By piecing them together, he actually managed to create a set of techniques that could barely cultivate a Yin spirit, called the Six Desires and Three Bodies Wonderful Method.

However, it has many shortcomings and is much weaker compared to orthodox Yin spirits.

"Hmm? Buddhist karma... interesting."

Having memorized this pieced-together technique, Louis looked back at Fushimi and the others.

Surprisingly, these guys' kneeling posture didn't change at all; it was still so perfect, clearly indicating that they had practiced it!

"Speak up, all of you! Do I look like some kind of cruel evil god?"

Louis said with a smile.

The group exchanged bewildered glances, inwardly grumbling and feeling uneasy, but dared not show it on their faces. In the end, they could only turn their gaze to Fushimi.

With a twitch at the corner of his mouth, Fushimi slowly stood up.

Everyone then stood up.

"That's right, I don't eat people."

"Come on, let's talk. Don't worry, I only extracted a tiny fraction of the energy from Mount Fuji; I have no intention of destroying it. You can rest assured..."

"..."

Subsequently.

Louis reached an agreement with these people who represented most of the mystical side of Japan right there at the altar where someone had just died.

He wants to build a shrine in Japan to worship the sun, but he hasn't decided on a name yet. They, on the other hand, are determined to support and promote this shrine, making it a major shrine in Japan.

The so-called support goes beyond this, including the capture of many special ghosts and monsters, the handover of special spells and techniques, and cooperation in operations.

As for Louis's obligations, they were rather few.

Simply put, he has nominally become the leader of the mysterious side of Japan, and the members naturally have to dedicate their strength to the leader.

To put it bluntly, it's just a different way of exploiting people.

even so.

In an era where gods do not appear in the world, being able to appease and even become "subordinates" of Louis, this living god, is a kind of luck, something they could only dream of.

There was even some resentment in my heart: if I had known it would be like this, you should have just said so.

It's a pity for poor Suwa Yoriji. It seems that the legitimacy of Suwa Shrine will have to be handed over to Suwa Taisha (Chinzai Taisha) in Nagasaki Prefecture.

Finally, "Keep finding me ghost stories, or those strange ghosts and monsters."

After leaving a single instruction, Louis simply disappeared with Carrie.

Oh yes.

Incidentally, there were also the strange tales used for sacrifices that were sealed around the altar, and the small horn statue held by the Onmyoji.

Louis disappeared before their eyes.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, looking at each other in bewilderment. It seemed that the matter was resolved, and no one had to worry about being wiped out. Apart from having a new leader, nothing had changed.
I really don't know what to say.

This whole thing is really... weird!
What's going on here?!
"In short, everyone should be more careful in the future. Just like how secular regimes treat US military bases, we should treat this shrine the same way. Oh no, we should treat it as if it were the Emperor."

"We must not make this person unhappy, otherwise we will be the ones who are unhappy."

"Understand?"

Fushimi looked around and said this.

Everyone nodded.

Fushimi knew that everyone hadn't had a deity above them for a long time, so they weren't sure how to face this living god. He hoped no one would do anything foolish...

Besides, we should also think about how to please this person.

Ok.

What else does a shrine need besides a priest? A shrine maiden, of course!
Fushimi's eyes lit up; he felt he had found a way.

Well, you could also go and find Matsushita Shinnosuke. He was the first to come into contact with this deity, so perhaps you have some connection with him or know something about his preferences.

and many more.

What was this person's specific name again?

It's not a secular name; that's unreliable. Gods have probably changed dozens of secular names. It's easy for gods; some gods with a wicked sense of humor often do this.

What he was thinking about was this person's divine name and title!
Just like Amaterasu Omikami, Susanoo, Susanoo-no-Mikoto, and so on.

However, after thinking for a long time, he couldn't recall whether this person had mentioned their own name. It seemed that they had only mentioned that it was a shrine that worshipped the sun.

hiss.

Fushimi's expression shifted constantly, like something out of a Sichuan opera, drawing the attention of those around him.

As is widely known, the supreme deity of Shintoism is Amaterasu.

Amaterasu's core divine authority is the sun, and she is even called the Sun Goddess and the Great Sun Goddess. Now, is this going to overlap?
Regardless of what Fushimi Taniguchi thought, the facts were already there, and he could only go back and slowly think of a solution.

Then, Fushimi Kudo quickly left with a bewildered Fushimi Naruto.

Soon after, the shrine priests and temple abbots also left one after another. They had their own stances; although Buddhism and Shintoism have some overlap, they are not strictly speaking one and the same...

In the end, only the Onmyoji were left looking bewildered.

Because only their small horn statue was taken away by that person; no one else had anything taken away.

What does it mean?

They were filled with anxiety.

They were worried that Louis might have some deeper meaning behind his actions—was he dissatisfied with them? Was he interested in the artifact? Was he giving them some kind of hint?
It's like a leader coughing twice after drinking a cup of tea.

Those below had to rack their brains to figure out what the cough meant and what it represented.

This is also the difference between those in positions of power and those in positions of power.

finally.

The Onmyoji left in unease, dispelling the illusion barrier and leaving a mess for the Japanese police to clean up.

(End of this chapter)