Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 276 Karmic Fire Divine Power Ritual
Tokyo.

A certain district.

Back in Tokyo, Louis and Carrie did not stay at the upscale hotel that Matsushita Shinnosuke had arranged for them.

Instead, they lived in a detached villa.

This villa was purchased specifically for Louis by the people from Cano International after they had settled down.

After Louis arrived in Tokyo, his men immediately sprang into action. As elites, they had made plans beforehand, and with the local Matsushita family as a powerful force, things went relatively smoothly. While the local Japanese zaibatsu couldn't be said to be completely at their beck and call, a large group of them were practically begging for their favor.

So when Louis returned, they had already largely set up the framework and were even preparing to recruit locals.

at this time.

Tommy, a burly man, stood guard at the door. Upon seeing Louis emerge, he immediately raised his hand in salute, "Boss!"

At his feet, Finley, dressed in a camouflage outfit resembling children's clothing, gave a proper salute, "Oh, boss!"

Louis glanced at the quaint little thing, nodded, and went inside.

Upon entering the villa, on the second floor, Carrie stood in the center, her blonde hair floating and dancing, her eyes emitting a hazy white light, and powerful energy fluctuations constantly emanating from her.

Clearly, Carrie had given it her all.

And anything that deserves such attention from Carrie, who possesses peak demon-level power, must naturally be extraordinary.

It was made of pitch-black wood of unknown origin, constantly emanating a kind of eerie aura. Although its appearance was fairly normal, just an ancient person wearing a loose robe, there was an inescapable sense of gloom about it.

I sensed Louis's return.

Carrie slowly withdrew her telekinesis. "Louis, something's wrong with this thing. My telekinesis can't penetrate it at all, and I feel like there's something inside."

Louis walked over to Carrie. "Yes, I sensed it then. The thing inside was very powerful, but what interests me more is this statue. How did it seal this thing?"

In Louis's view, two wisps of black mist surged within the black statue, their forms vaguely gathering and dispersing, yet seemingly incomplete.

These two fragmented wisps of black mist are incredibly powerful, possessing demon-level strength. If they were restored to their full potential, their power would likely be even greater.

The material and operating principle of the thing that could seal away two demon-level beings are indeed intriguing.

At least Louis can't do that now.

Louis had a general idea of ​​where the two black mists came from.

It is very likely that they are the legendary shikigami of Oukozumi – Mae-ki and Go-ki.

"Then what should we do? Try splitting it open with something?"

Carrie's gaze fell on a suitcase in the corner of the room, inside which was the sacred artifact Louis had brought with him on this trip—the Sword of Zulficard.

Louis shook his head. “No need. I can handle this. The Holy Sword has just been transformed into a magical artifact, but the power within it is completely unusable by me. It’s very difficult to use. Using it to chop down a statue would only backfire.”

Carrie had no further objections.

Louis then demonstrated how he handled the statue.

Pong!
A cluster of blood-red flames burned, crackling and flickering.

Eerie and terrifying, beautiful yet tinged with death.

But as if he felt it was inappropriate, Louis withdrew the flame, pointed a finger, and a flash of red light struck the statue.

A steady stream of fire-attribute magic began to attempt to penetrate and destroy a hole, but in order not to damage the whole structure, it could not be forcibly broken open, so it would take some time.

Seeing Carrie looking at the flames, Louis smiled and explained, "This is the result of my seclusion this time."

"A legendary flame, the prototype of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire."

"Originally, it belonged to Buddhist mythology and was a special flame in the eighteen levels of hell. Legend has it that it was used as a form of punishment, which could burn away the soul, sins, and karma of sinners. It used karma as fuel to burn directly to the root of a person."

"Even cultivators would avoid such flames at all costs, and even immortals would be extremely careful when encountering them, for fear of ruining their cultivation."

"Of course, my flame is not that powerful yet; it is just a youthful flame created by chance."

Speaking of this, Louis couldn't help but recall that time.

At that time, his fire element was perfected, his fire element heart was fully formed, and a fire-based divine power was conceived.

The development of supernatural powers is not entirely random. Just like pregnancy, it is related to genes, nutrition, and so on. The development of this fire-based supernatural power combines a massive amount of fire elemental energy, poisonous fire techniques, nuclear energy, the power of the Yang God, magical power, all blood curse beads and blood demon curse beads, and so on.

In particular, the Poison Fire Technique, fueled by a large amount of soul energy and the authority from the Hearth God, formed the core of this supernatural power during its creation.

After numerous constructions and combinations, it was finally born, and can be considered one of Louis's innate supernatural powers.

It consumes little energy, has great power, and can grow along with one's own cultivation level, even aiding in cultivation.

However, while there was certainly an element of luck involved, the main reason for its formation was that the fire element was replenished sufficiently at the time. Otherwise, even with the godfather's permission, the resulting flame would not have been the kind that could even burn immortals; it would probably have been of a lower grade.

"Because it is not yet the original Red Lotus Karmic Fire, and it is only in its embryonic form, this flame can only be called Karmic Fire for now."

Finally, Louis looked at the crimson flames contained within the fire-attribute magic and said this.

Carrie, standing nearby, seemed lost in thought.

She roughly understood that the Crimson Lotus Karmic Fire was a potentially terrifying flame capable of killing gods, and that Louis had created a replica. Although it was not as powerful, Louis was confident that he could catch up, otherwise he wouldn't have named it Karmic Fire.

"The karmic fire will definitely become the Red Lotus Karmic Fire in the future."

"After all, Louis was very capable."

Carrie said it in a tone that seemed to take it for granted.

Louis smiled and shook his head. That's just how Carrie is; she always has complete faith in him. If he said he wanted to kill God, Carrie would just rush over and hand him the knife without considering things like failure or boasting.

"Let's go, there seems to be some kind of festival going on outside, let's go check it out."

Louis stroked Carrie's blonde hair as he spoke.

Carrie nodded obediently.

The two walked out together.

Watching Louis and his companion's retreating figures, Tommy scratched his bald head, yawned, and felt a little bored.

Since joining the Cano family, life has become quite exciting. First, he was subjected to devilish training by Andre, and then he witnessed the same unpredictable and mysterious nature as Jason, seeing many things he had never seen before.

It's much more interesting than when I was in the mental hospital.

But ever since he became Louis's captain of the guard, life seemed to have become peaceful. He spent his days comfortably standing guard and traveling to other parts of the world, without encountering any real dangers or battles.

Even during the Blood Disaster and the Purple Disaster, they were only responsible for protecting the weakened Louis and basically did not take any action.

These days are comfortable, but they always feel somewhat unreal...

"Ah~ Jason, I suddenly miss you so much."

Tommy's inherent slyness resurfaced, and he murmured to himself.

Finley, standing nearby, darted around with his eyes darting about, secretly pulling out a lighter and trying to set Tommy's pants on fire, giving him a burnt-out bottom...

Click!

……

Japan is a country that loves to hold festivals. Most of these festivals are equivalent to holidays, but some of them are derived from local mysterious traditional culture. They have a lot of supernatural and mystical culture, as well as many shrines and temples, resulting in a large number of festivals.

These festivals are usually very grand, but due to the economic bubble of the past few years, the Japanese have become much more realistic, and many festivals that are not valued anymore do not attract many people.

Today happens to be a festival at a shrine, the Shiba Daijingu Festival.

The streets are filled with stalls and vendors selling all kinds of traditional snacks and handicrafts, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere. In addition, there are some more "down-to-earth" vendors, such as women in kimonos standing on street corners soliciting customers with fans.

Of course, the most popular games are goldfish scooping, ring toss, and sugar painting...

During economic downturns, it's easier to make money off children. Many vendors are doing this, though they seem rather clumsy; they might have been former white-collar workers or executives.

It seems that the impact of the bursting bubble is indeed far-reaching.

Louis and Carrie walked down the street, where passersby were all wearing bathrobes, but the two of them were not. They scooped up goldfish as if no one was around, and held two skewers of takoyaki in their hands.

"This goldfish is quite lively."

Louis placed the twentieth goldfish he had caught into the water bag and said.

The vendors next to him had completely slumped over, but dared not say a word.

Without him.

You can tell at a glance that the two people in front of you are foreigners!
He would have stopped anyone else long ago, and he wasn't afraid of them causing trouble.

After all, there are never a small number of street vendors with triad backgrounds.

But foreigners...

This is no longer the bubble era.

Carrie picked up another goldfish, a smile on her face. "Louis, look."

Suddenly, Louis grabbed her wrist.

"Using telekinesis is cheating."

“…Oh no!” Carrie’s eyes darted around, her movements were unnatural, and her facial muscles twitched.

No, you must have mistaken me.

???

Did I see it wrong?
Louis looked at Carrie in disbelief. "You're not blind, are you? How could you say that?"

Seeing Louis's "shocked" expression, Carrie pursed her lips, but in the end, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Louis, you, you're so funny, hahaha..."

Seeing this, Louis also suppressed his "shock," smiled, and poured the goldfish back into the bag.

Then, amidst the vendors' profuse thanks, he led Carrie to the next shop.

Don't tell me yet.

The events in Japan always gave Louis a familiar feeling, just like going to the market in his previous life, only this time there were many more "unique" features.

For example, there are those grotesque and bizarre Noh masks, courtesans with ancient makeup, and strippers dancing with bare thighs and arms...

With a gentle tilt of her fair, delicate hand, Louis turned his head back.

At this moment.

A burst of gong and drum sounds came from behind.

"I'm coming!"

At that moment, people on the street began to move to either side as if by unspoken agreement.

Bang bang bang!
Colorful fireworks burst in the sky.

A procession carrying many shrines and torches came from the center of the street.

Some of them wore Noh masks and samurai attire, and as they walked forward, they made various gestures, as if they were driving something away or scaring those around them.

There were also young shrine maidens standing on the palanquins, constantly scattering cherry blossoms, various amulets, and copper coins.

Of course, the most numerous are the shrines of all sizes and shapes, each containing a variety of statues of deities.

This is a shrine procession.

Shiba Daijingu Shrine is one of the ten shrines of Tokyo.

It certainly has that kind of prestige.

The people around also bowed their heads in prayer one after another, and then went to pick up the amulets, coins and other items that had been thrown on the ground.

Louis, however, remained unmoved and had no intention of joining them in the prayer.

They can't afford it!

The objects in those shrines are nothing but lifeless clay and wooden sculptures.

The reason they remained unmoved was simply because they felt this parade was the same as the one in their previous life, where similar activities were frequently held in various places, such as Yingge dance and so on.

Basically, it involves performing various acts of imitating or worshipping deities and legends in order to pray for blessings.

Carrie, standing nearby, only looked on with curiosity, showing no intention of picking up the coins.

"Louis, do these people's gods really exist?"

"Hmm... that problem probably exists, but gods aren't worth much here. Take that Kamaitachi we captured and studied, for example. If we show it off a little and fool a few people, it can be considered a god."

"Not only that, even a blade of grass in the field or a broom in the room can become a god."

"what?"

Carrie looked shocked, as if her worldview had been challenged.

That's true; people who grow up in a Christian cultural environment would find it hard to understand this kind of thing.

However, Japan's distorted animism is indeed quite bizarre.

This has severely devalued the term "God".

No wonder Carrie had that expression.

Even the East, the birthplace of Japanese culture, was shocked by this theory.
"Let's go and see other places."

"Ah."

Ignoring the Japanese man beside him who had overheard him and was glaring at him angrily, Louis led Carrie and continued walking towards the end of the street.

After playing some local games...

Louis and Carrie strolled to the end of the street.

After buying a skewer of eel balls, Carrie ate them with relish, a smile on her face, feeling an unprecedented happiness in her heart.

If only time could stand still today.

suddenly.

Carrie paused, realizing she couldn't pull Louis any further.

At this moment, Louis stopped in his tracks, his gaze fixed on a certain direction, his eyes gleaming with gold.

"Louis?"

Carrie was taken aback.

Louis shook his head. "Carrie, it seems we'll have to wrap up today's activities early."

I'll make it up to you next time.

"No, Louis, what happened?"

"The master of the Thieves' Guild has arrived."

(End of this chapter)