Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 321 Truth or Dare: Capture
Two eerie green flames burned fiercely in their eye sockets, swaying incessantly despite the absence of wind in the room, emanating a strange spiritual fluctuation.

Affected by this mental fluctuation.

A hazy black mist appeared before Yale's eyes, within which two scarlet eyes stared intently at him.

"You're here. Have you made up your mind?"

"I knew it, no one can resist the taste of power, hahaha."

The voice was hoarse and terrifying, and one could vaguely see layers of blood beneath the black mist.

Seeing this, Yale's face turned ugly, and he forced a smile.

Suddenly, I felt a pang of regret.

Or should we just agree to Dividing Watershed Company's offer?
This guy seems completely unreliable.

He had stolen the skull by chance from a nun with a severed tongue. Although the nun resisted and tried to stop him and tell him about the dangers of the skull, he ignored her and shot her dead.

After that, the skull would visit him in his dreams every night. A watershed company and a mysterious skull, he was torn between the two.

"Answer me one question first: are you... a demon?" Yale asked through gritted teeth.

"Hahahaha!! You only thought of asking this question now? Don't you think it's too late? Besides, if I were a demon, would you expect a demon to honestly answer your questions?"

The black mist's voice was full of sarcasm.

Yale ignored all of that and just watched through gritted teeth.

"Okay, fine, I love playing the honesty game the most, so I'll answer you. Now you can ask me any questions you want."

"I am of course a demon, a great ancient demon, the vice commander of the 35th Legion under the Sloth Demon King. Remember my name—Galux!"

It proudly announced its identity, and the thick black mist fluctuated violently in an instant, condensing into a shadowy figure with an indistinct face and only two scarlet eyes.

Yale looked at it in fear and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

But behind that fear, a glimmer of longing was born.

An ancient demon, a subordinate of the Demon King of Sloth.

Belial, the Demon Lord of Sloth.

That's the Demon King!
To be a deputy legion commander under the Demon King, it must be very strong, right?

Is it really possible to make a wish come true?
Yale couldn't help but lick his lips. "Can demons really grant wishes? Will you take my soul? Why did you contact me?"

He asked three questions in a row.

Galex narrowed his eyes, a cryptic smile flashing across his face. "Of course demons can grant wishes. After all, human wishes are often petty and ignorant. However, some outrageous wishes are impossible to fulfill; only a special kind of demon could possibly do that."

"Your soul? Heh, demons do indeed feed on souls, but they also consider quality. You don't actually think your soul is of high quality, do you?"

"Alright, let me explain it to you in a simple way that ordinary people can understand."

"Ordinary people are neither good nor evil enough. They are like plain rice that has no flavor. They lean towards evil or good, but they are not pure enough. It's like they have too much sweetness or spiciness."

“Only the devout souls of true priests in churches, the holy souls with saintly virtues, the extremely evil souls that are wicked to the point of being rotten, and other special souls that have undergone cultivation—these are the true treasures.”

"Abalone, lobster, steak, a feast..."

"And it also provides different kinds of help in terms of strength, which you don't need to know."

"Finally, why did I contact you? Heh, for a tiny, insignificant bit of help from you." As Yale said this, he didn't notice the reluctant expression on the face of the demon Galex, hidden in the shadows.

“My descent portal was sealed in that abandoned church by that damned nun. Although I could forcibly break the seal, it would take too much time. You happen to need power, so I came.”

At this point, Galex glanced at Yale, whose expression had changed slightly. His demonic instincts instantly caught on to Yale's thoughts, and he issued a warning.

"But I can find other people, you know, mortals."

Yale instantly regained his senses.

Yes.

The supply and demand relationship is not equal.

It may seem that it needs my help, but in reality, it has many other options and I am not irreplaceable.

Just like his business with addictive drugs, unless he controls the only channel, those drug addicts will easily go to other groups to buy drugs.

Yale swallowed hard.

After carefully considering Galexus's answer, he felt that mystery had never been so close to him before.

"Then, can I gain power and lifespan? I don't want to go to hell." He finally couldn't help but say his biggest demand. He knew that this would make him lose the initiative, but he also understood that he didn't have much initiative to begin with, so he might as well be honest.

A yearning for Yale.

Galex, whose mouth was hidden in the shadows, couldn't help but grin. "Good, good, good!"

“Excellent question. I was right about you; you are an ambitious human being.”

"I can answer your question, and I can even help you, but!"

"Why?"

Its voice deepened, as if radiating some kind of magic, making Yale ponder, "Yes, why should I?"

"I have a rule, or rather, a hobby."

Have you ever played Truth or Dare?

truth or Dare?

Yale paused, then instinctively shook his head; he had indeed never heard of such a thing.

"You stupid and boring idiot! This is the most interesting game I've ever found in the human world!" Galexus shouted.

I then explained the game to Yale. It's actually quite simple: it's just a game of rock-paper-scissors or some other game where the loser has to choose truth or dare.

It has just answered three questions for Yale. Now, Yale must choose between Truth or Dare three times!

Yes, it secretly and forcibly started the game.

From the moment Yale chose to contact it with the skull, everything was already out of his control. After all, how could a mortal possibly fight against a demon?

Yale stared blankly at Gallax.

"You, you lied to me! You're a scoundrel!"

"No, I didn't. After all, you were the one who didn't ask me if I had started the game, hahaha..."

"Alright, now, choose: Truth or Dare?" Galex asked impatiently.

With this sentence fell.

Galex's power emanated slightly from the skull, flowing towards Yale.

It was only recently sealed, and the seal has not been worn down, so it is naturally difficult to break through. Therefore, its power can only be barely revealed in a trace. This trace of power is even difficult to control people by force, and it can only use its own special rules to indirectly achieve its purpose.

If this guy hadn't suddenly appeared, killed that damned nun, and obtained the skull, it probably would have taken it several years before it could unleash more power into the mortal world.

But by then it would be too late; the task assigned by the Greedy Demon King might have already been completed by other demons.

and so.

You're such a lucky star!
I promise you, once you break the seal, I will absolutely keep your soul!
Gallax's eyes blazed red.

The force spread outwards, and Yale fled backwards in a disheveled state, shouting as he ran, even drawing the pistol from his waist and firing it repeatedly at Gallex.

But all the bullets pierced through the black mist and went out without causing any damage.

"No, no, no! I, I, I don't want to—"

Snapped!
He pounded on the door with both hands, but couldn't open it in his frantic efforts. No one would come, because this was his secret room; no one could find it. Crack!
Power flows.

The sound stopped suddenly.

Yale's body twisted uncontrollably, his expression more painful than tears. "Great Galexus, I... I can be your subordinate, I can collect souls for you, please, please don't hurt me."

It must be admitted that Yale, who can become the boss of a large addictive drug group, is not only ruthless, but also quite intelligent and flexible in his bottom line. In an instant, he came up with the only possible way out.

"Heh heh heh, foolish! My power is beyond the comprehension of a mortal like you!"

"I'll take the soul myself!"

"Now, choose!"

Despite being told it was a choice, Yale involuntarily opened his mouth and uttered the words "dare."

Clearly, this choice was also beyond his control.

After he said "Truth or Dare".

His body began to open the door on its own. Next, under the control of the demon, he would go to the church to complete the task of breaking the seal.

but--

Open the door.

Blinding sunlight streamed in through the window, and in that sunlight stood a tall figure, arms crossed, staring at him with a scrutinizing gaze devoid of any emotion.

Gumbling—

Yale students' eyes lit up with hope as they cried out, "Help! Help!"

"Help me! That's a demon! It really is a demon, a man-eating demon! Quick, tie me up! I've been controlled by a demon, I..."

He didn't notice that the demon he was talking about was not speaking or stopping him, which was unlike the nature of that rampant demon!
Yale's voice trailed off, and he sensed something was wrong.

and many more!

I wasn't even moving?
Stopped?

What's going on here?
"I never expected to see you black cockroaches everywhere I go, oh no, I should say after returning to the Americas."

"I didn't see you guys when we were in Japan. Looks like you haven't completely infiltrated Japanese mythology yet?"

"Mr. Cockroach, can you answer my question? I'd love to play a game with you."

Louis said with a faint smile, walking down step by step with his back to the sunlight.

A fleeting moment as we brushed past each other.

Yale collapsed to the ground with a thud, lifeless, his soul instantly taken away—a feat more practiced than any demon's.

Enter the room.

Louis stared at the skull and the mental illusion the other person was trying to maintain.

"It's...it's you?! This will...it really is you?! You actually appeared here!"

"Fire God Priest!" Galex's panicked voice suddenly rang out.

???

A fire-evil priest? What the hell is that?

Louis was puzzled by the way the other party addressed him, but he didn't ask any further questions. In any case, he could extract some information after capturing this wisp of the other party's spirit, and he would know the answer then.

As for escaping?

That's impossible.

He arrived the moment he walked from Yale towards the pile of junk. While watching the whole thing unfold, the silver threads of his puppeteer's hand had already spread into the void, completely sealing off the area. No one was allowed to leave!

Its spirit can't escape!

next second.

Galexus surprisingly chose to flee without hesitation. The shadow figures dispersed, and this wisp of spirit gave up maintaining the illusion.

"Fire God Priest! You wait, the Demon God Valak is already looking for you, I—"

but.

The shadows dissipated, and the skull, flickering with eerie green flames, remained suspended in mid-air, motionless, and did not leave.

"..."

"..."

Louis just stood there quietly watching it, as if he were looking at a clown.

“…I will come back.” Galex’s tone dropped a notch, and he said with less confidence.

Done.

The eerie green flames within the skull began to dissipate, clearly indicating that it was destroying its own spirit.

but.

hum!
A bronze mirror suddenly appeared in front of Louis, shooting out a beam of light that struck the skull squarely.

In an instant, the dissipating eerie green flames within the skull froze, as if frozen in place, unable to move.

The King of Qin's Bone-Illuminating Mirror.

The journey to the neon lights yielded a treasure: a high-grade magical artifact embryo, possessing the abilities to absorb, fix, and decompose, while also containing a certain high-level energy, belonging to the mysterious magical artifacts of the ancient pre-Qin period.

Although it has not been fully refined, it can still utilize a portion of its power, which is more than enough to deal with a wisp of scattered spiritual power.

Looking at the skull, whose spirit was still fluctuating violently, Louis smiled and reached out to grab it.

Snapped!
The skull fell and shattered, and the wisp of eerie green flame inside flew into Louis's hand.

There was no nonsense, and no interrogation.

A glint flashed in his eyes.

It was absorbed into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Soul search!

Although the information, such as the existence of a scattered spirit that has been cut off from all contact, is limited, it should still yield some results.

He was quite curious about this thing, after all, when he was openly eavesdropping outside, it said some interesting things, including things like the Fire God Priest and Valak looking for him...

hiss.

Could it be that I've gained some kind of fame in hell?
Louis narrowed his eyes.

Without continuing to guess, he vigorously searched the souls while leaving the room. He began using the puppeteer's silk threads to penetrate the void, and with the help of the Mountain Spirit Realm, a flash of green light brought all the people in the building over.

Especially the higher-ups.

Simultaneously.

The power of the Yang God served as the target, the puppeteer's silk threads as the anchor, and the spiritual realm of the mountain as the container; the three combined, and light flashed continuously.

Within minutes, all the top executives of the city's major addictive drug groups were brought over.

In an instant, the top floor of the building was packed with people.

(End of this chapter)