Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 285 The Demon Gang is Destroyed in a Grand Finale!

The villa in front of them looked very large, and at a glance, it was clear that only wealthy people could afford such a garden. They even saw a security guard standing at the gate, staring at them with a serious expression. His burly figure made it clear that he was not one of those old men who were security guards.

There are also fountains, lawns, and ladies trimming the lawn with shears that can be seen through the fence gate.

All of this seems to be scenes they can only see in movies and TV shows.

"This place is so beautiful," the girl murmured to herself.

The boy next to him was already mentally calculating how much that golden gate was worth.

However, the next second, seeing that the security guard had already placed his hand on his waist, the boy immediately came to his senses and pulled the girl away.

If ordinary people like them stay in the homes of such important figures for too long, they are likely to get into trouble!

The girl instinctively resisted, and her backpack was ripped open at some point, causing some items to fall out with a clatter.

"Marina!"

"Oh, it was an accident."

"Hey, hurry up, pack up and let's go."

The two men crouched down and picked up the items. At that moment, they noticed that the box containing the videotape had a hole in it.

"Maybe we should just throw it away," the girl said, noticing the security guard's increasingly dangerous gaze.

The boy was about to nod.

"Hahaha!"

"Wow! Fukuda, your alcohol tolerance is amazing! I'll definitely introduce you to some beautiful girls next time!"

"Hehe, Kikukawa, it's nothing. By the way, this time we crushed the Ito Group, right..."

"Don't worry, I called headquarters and they told me to come to the conference in a couple of days, you know what I mean."

"Hahaha, I got it, boss, I got it all! I'll treat you to a bubble bath tomorrow!"

"Hmm? Okay... wait a minute."

Reiji Kikukawa, dressed casually in a yukata and wooden clogs, walked over and said, "Hey!"

"What?! It's you guys again?!"

"Damn it, you dropped something again! How stupid! Pick it up now, be civilized, don't litter!" Kikukawa Reiji said, glancing at the villa and the security guard.

He knew exactly where he was; this was his boss's residence in Tokyo. After two days of investigation, he had gathered some information. He discovered that these security guards were all ruthless. Those two idiots were really unlucky; if they hadn't run into me, they would have been in for a rough time...

Kikukawa Reiji secretly felt smug.

The young couple across the street were terrified. They shakily picked up their belongings, abandoning the videotape they were about to throw away and instead holding it in their hands.

He ran away in a flash.

"Don't run around like that anymore!" Kikukawa Reiji shouted.

Just as the young couple left...

Inside the villa, in a certain room.

The small horn statue that Louis had placed here trembled slightly, and the two blurry black wisps inside actually began to move.

Just as Kikukawa Reiji, who had just chased the young couple away and felt he had done a good deed, suddenly received a phone call and his expression changed. "No way?"

"ok, I get it."

"Damn it, why did this happen all of a sudden? It seems like nothing good ever comes from running into those two couples last time. I'm definitely not helping them next time. Ugh, ahhh, I need to think of something..."

Reiji Kikukawa frowned and left the villa with his underlings.

……

The young couple, panting, stopped in front of a secondhand shop.

"Too, too unlucky, I ran into that jerk again."

"Let's go back to the countryside right away. I never want to come to Tokyo again."

"Okay, let's sell these things and see if we can raise some money for the trip. Anyway, I don't really want to ask my parents for money."

"Ah."

The two walked into the secondhand store together.

In a broad sense, secondhand stores in Japan are places that sell secondhand goods, and naturally they also accept secondhand items.

Soon, the two came out, carrying a sum of money, and headed towards the train station. This time, they were finally able to return home smoothly.

However, while they were satisfied, someone who influenced their decision to come here was not so happy.

Twice.

We were interrupted twice!

One instance was encountering a being with immense hidden power, no less than one's own.

The first time was right now, we were just one step away from finding the source, but we were betrayed!
Inside the used store, the super-powered telekinesis attached to the videotapes began to boil, and the televisions, which were clearly not plugged in, began to emit faint white light, seemingly symbolizing her increasingly extreme emotions.

Just as this extreme power was about to erupt.

As if sensing something, the power returned to silence.

soon.

That night.

A group of monsters, led by Gulu, quietly arrived in Tokyo.

In Tokyo, they seemed much more docile, after all, there really were many supernatural beings among humans here, and a few of them were capable of dealing with them.

Therefore, it's natural to keep a low profile.

late at night.

Pedestrians are in a hurry.

The one-legged woman, holding a red oil-paper umbrella, slightly bent her leg, jumped, and leaped four or five meters high into the secondhand shop.

Behind her, the tall Tubi wall loomed in the corner, seemingly keeping watch for her.

A powerful group of monsters has unexpectedly launched a theft operation at this very moment...

The Tale of the Great Monster Thief, still being serialized—

But soon, "Ah!!"

A piercing scream echoed throughout the entire street.

One by one, the lights came on, and in the blink of an eye, the entire street was brightly lit.

boom!
The red oil-paper umbrella pierced straight through the roof and, with its powerful bounce, burst through.

The oil-paper umbrella demon looked pained, and in her hand—no, the videotape—was wrapped around her neck!

boom! boom! boom!
With a series of leaps, the figure was quickly carried away by a tall, giant mage.

All that remained was a mess, and the shop owners looking at each other in bewilderment.

Perhaps, yet another urban legend will be born.

The towering giant mage leaped ten times higher than the oil-paper umbrella demon with each bound, easily carrying her to a large waste processing plant.

The original owner of this place had long been killed, and it was now their temporary residence.

Snapped.

The giant mage threw the struggling oil-paper umbrella demon to the ground.

The wheel-like head stretched out its neck, like a snake, winding and coiling in the air. The human head and snake-like neck, combined with the dark sky, created a truly terrifying feeling.

She looked down at the oil-paper umbrella demon below—no, to be precise, at the black videotape ribbon wrapped around its neck—and smiled.

"The videotape has become a demon? Or is it some kind of cursed object?"

"Never mind, just swallow it!"

Swish!
The serpent opened its mouth wide, stretching it to an incredible arc, just like a real python, capable of swallowing prey several times its own size.

Obviously.

She wanted to swallow the videotape and the oil-paper umbrella demon together.

The oil-paper umbrella demon, still struggling, had no ability to resist and could only stare wide-eyed as the deep, dark maw descended, while its seemingly slender but actually strong and powerful thighs stopped moving.

Crunchy——

The scene was not pleasant to watch.

Just like a python swallowing its prey, it swallows it bit by bit, sometimes while the prey is still alive. To a large extent, the prey suffocates to death.

Now, even monsters are dying in the same way. Beside them, one by one, the monsters coldly watch this scene. In the monster world, the strong prey on the weak; there are no morals, and might makes right.

That's why Gulu Shou became the leader of this gang.

Now, what's wrong with the leader devouring a member?
They're not the ones eating it.

soon.

Gulu Shou swallowed him whole, umbrella and all.

The long, thin humanoid figure even moved around in her long neck for a while before gradually stopping, clearly having suffocated to death.

It went down the neck and into the stomach, where it began to digest.

Feeling the rapidly increasing force in her belly, she forced a smile, her heart screaming, "More, more, more..."

Once she has absorbed all this power, why would she need to painstakingly make pacts with humans to collect souls? She can definitely become a great demon, establish a shrine, truly absorb the power of fear, and become a god of destruction!
eat!
eat!
eat!
The head of the wheelchair had bloodshot eyes, and its long neck was swinging in mid-air, as if releasing its suppressed excitement.

The monsters around them, however, retreated quietly with expressions of fear.

They saw it.

Upon seeing the leader's belly, wisps of black hair, stained with blood, emerged, moving as nimbly as hands and feet, gradually extending and covering the surrounding area.

His hands seemed to be in a daze, oblivious to everything, and were acting erratically.

It's hopeless, hopeless.

With several monsters about to run away, the tale of the great monster thief is on the verge of ending.

Gulu Shou's expression suddenly changed, and a buzzing sound rang out!

The surrounding space underwent a strange change, with white covering the area and red threads piercing through the pure white space.

The red threads trembled, wrapping around Gulu Shou and his body, and began to entangle with his black hair.

This is her ability, and also the space where she collects human souls. Here, her power can be greatly amplified. Only in this way can she contend with this guy, or even destroy him!

Even now, Gulu Capital has not given up the idea of ​​swallowing the other party.

but.

Her accomplices, however, showed no joy whatsoever; instead, they began frantically rushing towards the exit of the space.

???

"you……"

She looked down and saw an extremely horrifying scene.

Her black hair, like wildly growing seaweed, had assimilated all the red lines and climbed up her neck. Among the dense strands of hair, she could even see half of a pale face faintly visible.

That face was facing her, saying something.

However, she couldn't understand it.

That voice was filled with despair.

She was terrified, she was scared, she screamed.

She kept flying forward, using the little demonic power she had left, because she wanted to live.

But it's useless!
Useless!

Useless!

None of it worked!
The black hair was getting closer and closer, and the illusory face was becoming more and more solid. She even felt that the face was her own!
Ah, yes, this is me, so why should I be afraid? Hehe, let's become one again—

wow-

Her black hair, like a tidal wave, finally covered and concealed her head.

In a moment of mental breakdown, she seemed to finally begin to understand what that desperate will was trying to say.

Why...why is no one coming to save me...I don't want to die...Father...why did this...it's not my fault...

I'm not dead yet... My other self is about to emerge, this can't go on... Someone... Save me...

Damn it! Damn it!
Why do I have to suffer like this? I want others to feel this pain too!

Let this curse, this virus, this hatred spread!

Bearing my resentment, I want everyone to understand me—

No! This can't be done—

I need to escape from here...

Amidst a multitude of thoughts bordering on schizophrenia.

The black hair began to coalesce and intertwine, forming a human-shaped cocoon.

Snapped!
A pale hand broke through the black callus!
……

Waste processing plant.

Louis, who had arrived without knowing when, looked at the abnormal space on the verge of collapse and the monsters rushing out of it.

Smile.

One after another, he unleashed bursts of fire-elemental magic, easily inflicting severe injuries on these monsters. He then casually placed them into his spatial ring, allowing them to join their former companions—the Kamaitachi.

Then, he looked at the black cocoon in the abnormal space.

"Sure enough, a big guy has his eye on my loot."

Not long ago, Louis returned to Tokyo, learned about the situation, and made some speculations.

They unexpectedly discovered something strange about it.

Especially when he returned to the villa and saw the small horn statue inside, where black energy began to flow, he instantly understood what had happened.

Then he released his Yang Spirit and scanned the entire Tokyo area, successfully detecting the place emitting abnormal energy fluctuations.

"Could something related to Ozuno be a relic from the same era?"

Louis stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Carrie, who had followed along, stared at the shattered space, where the black cocoon began to move.

At this time.

"Louis."

"Ok, I know."

Louis lowered his hand and looked at the pale, slender hand with distinct joints emerging from the black cocoon.

It was clearly a woman's hand.

then.

The black cocoon gradually tore apart.

A naked girl walked out of it.

Her long black hair cascaded down her shoulders, partially obscuring her beauty. She was tall and slender, with smooth, delicate skin, as flawless as tofu. Her exquisite, fair face seemed to embody perfect Eastern beauty. From any angle, she was the body of a youthful and beautiful girl.

However, those clear black and white pupils appeared unusually empty and numb, as if their souls had been drained by the abyss of despair.

Even her long hair seemed slightly different, swaying gently as if it were alive.

Carrie was on high alert when faced with this girl.

She sensed a power from the other person that was no less than her own!

Louis, however, frowned slightly, showing interest in studying the matter.

Strange, so strange.

The girl before him clearly possessed immense power, but this power was different from the terrifying and despairing power that had just been manifested in his spirit.

More like a talent?

What is the background of this person?
ka ka ka-

The harsh sound of bones grinding together rang out at that moment.

The long-haired girl with vacant eyes slowly turned her head and stared at Louis and Carrie, the only living beings here. Then, as if she hadn't walked for a long time, she swung her arms forward at the same time, her bare feet one in front of the other, and they became entangled.

He fell face down straight down.

Just before it hits the ground.

Her long, black hair began to move on its own, piercing the ground like sharp spikes, providing immense strength and supporting the girl.

(End of this chapter)