Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 327 Divine Envelopment: The Shadow of Dracula

Seeing that Emma was about to pull the tooth, Louis spoke up.

“Tell me your name and why you are here, or you don’t need to say anything.”

"Ugh! I! I am Derimia, from Austria. Yes, I am a follower of Count Dracula. I came here recently because I awoke from my slumber and wanted to find a suitable place to recover my strength, so I ended up here."

The bat vampire hurriedly opened its mouth, afraid that Louis would lose patience.

"Oh?"

Seeing that Louis did not believe it.

Demilia then pulled out the noble badge on his body, which was enough to prove his identity. In ancient Western countries, nobles had special badges to indicate their status and lineage. These badges even formed a special field of study called heraldry.

In fact, even today, many places still retain this "useless" subject.

Seeing this, Louis raised an eyebrow.

Because of the previous blood disaster incident, after learning about the three lineages of vampires from that vampire, he specifically investigated vampires.

Because of the deep connection between vampires and Western nobles, I specifically looked up some information about nobles at the time, including this subject.

Therefore, he could now recognize the pattern of the badge, which was indeed from a noble family in Austria. In addition, the vampire's weak strength and inability to conceal its mental fluctuations further confirmed the truth of its words.

but……

To reiterate, anything that can cause the Spirit Realm to feel obstructed and be forced to stop is definitely not so simple!
Louis's mind raced through a multitude of possibilities in an instant. As his thoughts raced, he quietly gathered his willpower, including the power of the Yang God, and released it in a concealed manner.

"What have you been doing here these past two days?"

Demilia said, "The two humans who bought my coffin have been infected by me. One of them is quite capable and has been secretly infecting the people of this town in the dark these past two days, providing me with blood and food."

"They should have started moving again by now. Do I need to make them stop?"

Louis then waved his hand and gave a strange order, "Tell the vampires on this side to stop, but the ones on the other side to keep going."

Although it was strange, Demilia dared not disobey and could only obediently do as she was told.

“Let’s go, Emma. This city is definitely a bit strange. Let’s see how the people here do things. And there’s more to this than meets the eye.”

Louis glanced in a certain direction and said meaningfully.

……

Because it was dark.

The vampires have begun their operation again.

The vampire who was initially infected by Demilia, the antique shop owner Ballow, has now become the leader of all vampires, and his physical transformation has been the most significant, making him extremely similar to Demilia in appearance.

It flies through the night sky, patrolling every location. Whenever it sees someone gaining the upper hand in a fight against a vampire, it swoops down to ambush and eliminate the human.

By doing so, it rapidly transforms the entire town's population, and if nothing unexpected happens, it can convert everyone to its own kind tonight.

However, just now, all the members of their clan on the other side of the town suddenly stopped.

It doesn't quite understand why this is happening.

Now, it's ready to go back and take a look.

Of course, that's assuming we deal with these two guys first.

Looking at Mills and Mark, Barlow opened his mouth wide, his eyes gleaming, and activated his Charm.

As a vampire belonging to the cursed lineage, they can only master some low-level magic.

Even so, it is invincible against ordinary humans.

but--

"The Lord says! You must step back!!" Mills roared, holding a makeshift cross made of two sticks. No one would recognize such a crude cross.

But it was precisely this thing that came in handy at this moment.

Barlow covered its eyes with its hand. It was stronger and more resistant than the other vampires, so it wasn't scared off. With a flap of its wings, it chose to go around to the back.

But this time.

"Vampire! Get out!!"

The little boy Mark stepped forward, pulled out a bunch of crosses, and even threw out several small iron cross pendants, which hit Barlow and burned red marks and flames on his body. The thin wings were even burned with several holes by the crosses.

"Oooooooo-"

"Now's the time! Uncle Mills!"

Instead of retreating, Mark advanced and pulled out a wooden awl from his pocket. Mills, taking advantage of his adult leg length, strode over, took the awl from Mark, and thrust it directly into Barlow's chest.

Barlow flapped his wings but could only lift himself a meter off the ground, unable to fly. He retreated, only to find behind him a small ditch that had been dug at some unknown time, with flowing water inside!
This rough, simple ditch, barely thicker than an arm and easily stepped across, now prevented it from retreating.

The flowing water represents purification; vampires are forbidden from passing through!

Barlow is practically going crazy.

It didn't understand, it didn't comprehend, what was going on.

According to its memories from when it was still human, and the records of the Watershed Company, the rules about active water and not being able to enter a house without an invitation are just folk tales and are mostly unreliable!

Even the use of a wooden awl or a cross requires many additional conditions to be effective.

But now that he's actually become a vampire, he's discovered that it's not like that at all!
It can't even get across a ditch now!
The facts are undeniable, leaving it no choice but to believe them.

What should we do now?
Barlow watched the two men closing in with apprehension. Suddenly, he flapped his wings wildly, and a fierce gust of wind howled, blowing against their faces. Shards of stone and wood flew everywhere, stinging their faces.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Barlow wrapped his body in his wings and charged forward, shoving Mark aside before running away.

Mark was ultimately too young. Even though he had always been clever and calm, he couldn't change his physical condition and objective reality. Fortunately, in the instant of the collision...

Mark swung the string of crosses he was holding at Barlow’s head.

Bang! Buzz!

"Aaaahhhh——"

With a piercing scream, Ballow's massive body slammed into Mills, sending him flying. He stumbled and tumbled across the ground as he ran away into the distance, flames still burning above his head.

Mills lay on the ground, coughed violently twice, struggled to his feet, and looked at Mark.

Now he has fully accepted his young comrade-in-arms. Despite his young age, he is actually very clever and plays a significant role.

"Quick, Mark, we need to get there right away. Susan and the others are still hiding. The only way to resolve this is to deal with Barlow."

Mark, who had sprained his ankle, nodded, his eyes filled with unwavering determination.

The two people, one big and one small, chased after the direction Barlow had stumbled away in.

on the way.

The two realized something was wrong.

The rampaging vampires had all disappeared, and many people who had been hiding in the houses quietly appeared and gathered behind Mills and his companion.

Arriving at the threshing ground in the center of town, Ballow's bloodstains only extended to this point.

But there were so many piles of grain that it was impossible to tell which one Barlow was hiding in.

Fortunately, they outnumber each other now.

After a while.

The entire threshing ground was surrounded by people, all of whom held a cross in their hands, either a makeshift or crude cross made of paper or an iron or silver cross that they already owned.

Anger and hatred blazed in everyone's eyes. They raised their crosses high, shouting all sorts of indistinguishable words, and moved forward step by step, shrinking the encirclement.

As they approached, the crosses in their hands began to emit a faint light, which grew brighter as they drew closer.

at last.

One of the haystacks suddenly exploded, and Baloo, whose head was half burned off, shot out. At this time, its wings were almost repaired, but at the cost of its body shrinking.

But before it could fly away...

A burly man, his eyes filled with hatred, lunged forward and plunged the cross deep into its back. The next second...

More people rushed forward, nailing crosses into Barlow's body.

It's practically about tearing it apart alive.

Until Mills and Mark stepped forward.

Barlow was lying on the ground, his body engulfed in flames and completely blackened. He twitched slightly from time to time, clearly indicating that he was nearing his end.

Mills looked at Barlow, and images of London flashed before his eyes.

vampire……

So... it's nothing special after all...

"Mills?!"

Mills didn't wake up until a shout rang out, only to find his new girlfriend, Susan, looking at him with a worried expression.

Mills took a deep breath.

He decisively and resolutely drove the wooden awl into his heart.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

With Barlow's mournful roar, the wooden cone began to burn, and the beating heart also began to ignite, with red streaks appearing on the already blackened body.

Amidst the piercing cries of agony.

A vampire was reduced to ashes.

Everyone watched this scene in silence.

There was an indescribable sense of relief in his eyes, but after the catharsis came a wave of sadness. Faintly, sobs rose from the crowd and spread like wildfire.

Mills and Susan embraced and wept.

Only Mark, the little boy, wasn't looking for his parents at that moment; instead, he was pondering a question.

What about the other vampires?

Why have they all disappeared?
Isn't it a bit too early to be happy?
at this time.

slam-la-

The sound of countless wings flapping filled the air.

Mark quickly tugged at Mills' sleeve, "Quick, everyone, pick up the crosses!"

The group of people hadn't even reacted yet.

Countless vampires flew out from one side, blocking out the entire sky. The bright moonlight vanished in an instant, and the world was plunged into darkness.

then……

boom! !

The crimson flames ignited all the vampires, turning them into a blood-red fireworks show.

Louis appeared on the main road with Emma, ​​who was holding a rope and leading a large bat monster, Demilia, which was being led around by Emma like a pet.

"Have you finished watching? What are your thoughts?"

Emma tugged at the rope. "Their crosses are really useful. You can just put two of them together and it works. And that vampire is just as weak as this guy."

"Yes, something is definitely wrong here. It's like a holy place shrouded in holiness. The power of Christian things has become so great that they can grant any request."

Louis felt that this change was related to his spiritual realm being blocked.

"Keep an eye on them; they might have their own problems too."

Louis gave a word of advice.

Then, with a sway of his body, he released all of his Yang God power.

In an instant.

The sky and the earth change color.

The night sky, which was originally a hazy darkness, suddenly shone brightly, as if it were daytime!

The daylight spread extremely quickly; in the blink of an eye, everything within sight turned into a vast expanse of white.

This is only the perspective of mortals.

In fact.

Louis's divine power had seeped into the earth, constantly exploring downwards, inch by inch, minute by minute. At the same time, the sky was doing the same, constantly rising upwards.

They explored everything under the sun, both in the heavens and on the earth.

However, if that were all, Louis wouldn't have made such a grand show of force.

Outside the town.

In the tranquil forest, many small animals stayed quietly. A bright green praying mantis hid among the green plants, quietly approaching a yellowish-brown cicada that was chirping. On a branch, a yellow oriole the size of a fist kept tilting its head to look at the praying mantis below. They were all waiting for the best time to hunt...

This is a very simple food chain predation link, but above this, there is another predation chain that is not essentially different, but does not belong to this food chain.

A black bat, about the size of a fist, with glossy black fur that looks like it could be kept as a pet, is hanging upside down from a tree branch.

suddenly.

A beam of platinum light spread out at an extremely fast speed.

boom! !

The black bat was blasted into a bloody mist in a hundredth of a second.

But the light did not dissipate; instead, it continued to extend outwards.

Beneath the soil, thousands upon thousands of drops of blood split and spread outwards, downwards, upwards, and in all directions, just like the division of plant roots and mycelium!
It lives as a parasite on animals.

It is integrated into the plant.

It shrinks inside the soil.

Blood-red flowers bloom, spewing blood mist; the earth turns crimson, battling against the light; animals mutate and begin to bare their fangs and claws…

Light and blood shone brightly at this moment.

next moment.

A shift in the platinum-gold light ignited crimson flames.

hum-

The blood mist and crimson earth, which were just fighting against the flames of the Yang God, began to shrink and retreat without any limit as soon as they came into contact with the crimson flames!

Cutting butter with a hot knife?
Do not!
It's like a glutton meeting a lamb!

Swallow it all in one gulp!

The entire land was ablaze with crimson flames. As far as the eye could see, even the earth itself was burning. The crimson landscape resembled a wasteland, with flames burning wantonly!

The flames only stopped after spreading for over a hundred miles.

The flames coalesced and twisted, taking the shape of Louis.

Louis frowned as he looked at it.

He could actually extend the range of Yang Shen's detection further, but now he has lost the exact location of the target and can no longer even sense it.

But Louis was certain that the mysterious being at the Great Demon level was neither dead nor defeated; it had merely collided with him, otherwise Min Dian would have reacted.

In this situation, extending further outwards would be a waste of effort.

"This guy's escape skills are pretty impressive."

(End of this chapter)