Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 347 The Day of Ascension to Godhood (Part 4) The Divine Artifacts
Two men and one woman, along with Michael, boarded a plane and returned to the skies above Sugar Mountain.

Michael's face darkened as he looked at the still chaotic geology below.

Just this morning, he received a call from his boss, who was very blunt and told him directly that if he couldn't resolve the earthquake in the next few days, he should prepare to go back to headquarters and take his administrative job.

In an organization like the Administration Bureau, only those on the front lines and at the top have real power. Those in internal affairs and administration are all secondary, which is a form of demotion.

He couldn't help but be in a hurry.

"Cyril, are you ready?"

Cyril nodded, and behind her, one of the two men stepped forward, taking out a large, white porcelain bowl from his robes. Inside was a pool of clear spring water, which was constantly bubbling.

Only then did Michael begin to observe the man more closely.

The two men behind Cyril were very distinctive. One had a full beard and, although he was a bit short, he was all muscle and looked imposing and strong.

The other man, the one holding the porcelain bowl, looked much thinner and paler, his face devoid of any color.

At this moment, Cyril looked down at the ground and said, "It is known that the underground monsters are related to demons. The situation is critical. We should prioritize dealing with the earthquake disaster and saving humanity."

"The use of prohibited items number five, six, and seven is permitted."

"Snapped!"

Snapped his fingers.

In an instant, the gaunt man's eyes changed. Just moments ago, his eyes had held a hint of warmth and emotion, but now they were as cold as a machine. Without hesitation, he tilted the porcelain bowl in his hand, letting the spring water pour out directly.

Strange to say.

After the spring water gushed out, it suddenly expanded in the air, and the rough flow of water poured onto the earth.

Michael's eyelids twitched. He had heard of forbidden weapons (prohibited items) before, but he didn't know if the water in front of him was forbidden or not, but it was certainly magical enough.

He looked at Cyril.

Cyril glanced at him and offered a weak explanation, "This is the incomplete Well of Urd, made by combining three forbidden weapons."

"Originating from Norse mythology, the spring water is protected by the three Fates and used to irrigate the roots of the World Tree, keeping it evergreen. It can heal the earth, possesses strong vitality and stability, and can also interfere with the flow of fate."

"Of course, the incomplete version is far less powerful; it might just bring us some good luck."

Composed of three forbidden weapons?

Originating from Norse mythology?

Healing the earth? Interfering with fate?
Michael was dumbfounded. At that moment, he actually felt as if a myth had come to life. He never expected to see something from mythology...

Wait, three forbidden weapons?
If he remembers correctly, the Bureau only approved seven weapons this time, right?

So that's three items already?
Michael hesitated, but Cyril ignored him, her eyes fixed on the scene below. Michael could only pray that these banned substances lived up to their reputation.

below.

The porcelain bowl continued to pour out spring water. As soon as the water hit the ground, it shone with a silvery light and seeped into the earth in an instant. From a distance, it looked somewhat like the Milky Way falling from the sky and turning into a waterfall.

As the spring water seeped into the ground, the situation immediately changed.

The ground, which was still rolling and causing the earthquake, gradually began to stabilize. In areas far from Sugar Mountain, it even began to clump together and harden, no longer as soft as Mud River.

Furthermore, this hardening rate is visibly spreading from the edges inwards and outwards.

buzzing-

Not only that.

The earth began to teem with life, with large swathes of flowers, grasses, and trees growing up. Even many creatures lying on the ground, barely clinging to life, were given a chance to breathe and were no longer in imminent danger.

The impact is spreading and has even reached Orlando.

Michael answered the phone and was astonished to find that the earthquake in Orlando had finally stopped, and even the injuries of many of the injured had improved.

After hanging up the phone, Michael stared intently at the still-overturning white porcelain bowl.

Is this the legendary artifact?!
Amazing!

But he couldn't see that the man's face was not only pale, but his hands and feet were also turning pale and bloodless.

Even so, the man remained motionless, like a machine.

Just as Michael breathed a sigh of relief, Cyril looked grave, because the situation below was not yet completely resolved!
The further in the spring water went, the slower its progress became, as if some force was resisting it. Selir knew that it was an evil force!
She glanced back at her man's face; clearly, he couldn't hold on much longer, but now they had to continue, they couldn't afford to fail at the last minute.

"Kahn, holy water."

The gaunt man immediately took out a bottle of holy water and drank it down in order to replace the request for the divine artifact.

But this is clearly only treating the symptoms, not the root cause.

"Hold on a little longer. I need to know what kind of monsters are down there. They should be making a move soon."

The words have not yet fallen.

bang bang bang! ! !
One after another, violent roars rang out, and long black scaly snakes, hundreds of meters long and twenty meters wide, suddenly emerged from the ground.

A pair of scarlet vertical pupils stared coldly at the sky.

next second.

hum! !

A powerful psychic attack.

bang bang bang! ! !
The planes following Michael suddenly started exploding one after another!
It transformed into dazzling fireworks in the sky.

Even the plane that Michael was on started shaking violently, and one of the machines on board even started emitting sparks!

Michael looked terrified.

That was the latest equipment developed by the Administration, specifically designed to resist invisible attacks such as telekinesis. Theoretically, it could withstand an attack from a large truck, and the one on his plane was a specially made version.

Now it's having problems too?!

“Fafnir!” Sylvie shouted.

A short, stocky man following behind immediately sprang into action, revealing a black helmet with eight radiating lines drawn on its head. For some reason, the helmet exuded a strong sense of fear, chilling the heart.

Just appeared.

An invisible protective net quickly spread outwards from it, covering the entire sky as it wished.

boom! Bang bang! Bang bang bang!

In the sky, the planes stopped exploding; instead, there were muffled bombardments like sledgehammers striking iron plates.

One of Cyril's eyes gleamed strangely as she stared intently at the twenty-odd serpentine monsters that had appeared below. She muttered to herself, "The Demon King's conspiracy, the Supreme Pillar's actions, the mindless rage of the True Knowledge Demon God, the deal, revenge, the fallen angels' revelry..."

"The Lightning of Baal, the shadows of many demon gods, the power of a great demon, a part of the true form of a demon god!"

"The answer...the answer...how to solve it..."

"Dead! Die! Die!"

Snapped!
Selyl suddenly slapped herself, finally stopping her words, and gasped for breath.

Michael, who was standing nearby, could see clearly that Cyril's condition had obviously changed; she seemed to have gone mad. "Michael, I already know where these things came from."

"This is the work of a bunch of devils."

“The lowest level inside is a great demon, there are many demon gods, and even the four supreme pillars are involved. In short, I judge that this guy’s threat is infinitely close to the level of a demon god. Given that he has already caused a strong threat and loss to the world, he can be classified as a demon god-level danger.”

"Next, I need to take over command."

“Yes, I understand. From now on, I will follow all your instructions,” Michael replied without hesitation.

As a field agent for the Bureau, he was very familiar with this theory of danger levels, from low-level evil spirits, intermediate-level demons, high-level great demons, to the demon god level named after demon gods.

The leap between each level is huge. His current position is at most a high-level position. Dangerous levels like Demon God are simply beyond his capabilities. It would be best to leave them to someone else.

In fact, he couldn't have asked for it more.

Upon assuming command, Cyril immediately ordered all troops to advance and prepared for heavy artillery bombardment.

At the same time, he ordered Fafnir to use the protective net on his helmet to radiate outwards, thereby protecting the army's firepower during bombing.

This meant the army didn't need to worry about the monsters' counterattack.

A set of processes follows.

in a blink.

In the sky, shells with a strong smell of gunpowder became the main force, streaking across like shooting stars before exploding like fireworks.

A barrage of shells!

Missile attack!

Cluster bombardment!

Even internationally prohibited weapons such as white phosphorus bombs were released at this moment.

The cannon, humanity's most powerful weapon of the 19th century, known as the king of war, revealed its unparalleled destructive power at this moment.

The earth was engulfed in flames, and the explosions of the shells were like supernovae blooming in the universe, a magnificent sight.

How similar this moment is to Constantine's divination...

The power of artillery is beyond doubt.

In particular, the mass bombardment by a large number of artillery pieces is the destroyer of all carbon-based life forms!
but……

That was under normal physical conditions; now, it's magic!
On the plane, Cyril, without much hope, was still making intensive preparations for the use of another weapon.

as predicted.

After the bombardment was over, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

The twenty-odd strange snakes inside were completely unharmed. No, not completely unharmed, they were slightly injured, but they quickly healed themselves, almost as if nothing had happened.

These strange snakes had even begun to attack the army with their heads and sharp teeth, but they were blocked by an invisible protective net and their attacks were ineffective.

“Ceryl, let me do it.”

"It's short and stocky," Fafnir suddenly said.

Cyril, who was assembling a strange spear, paused. "Not for now. These monsters have other beings underground. I'm just firing the cannon to try and stop their underground activities and prevent the earthquake."

"Moreover, I can only kill them with one blow if they all come out of the ground."

"If I fail, you can step in. You know my weapon is better suited for this."

“Well, I’m just… a little worried about you,” the short, stocky Fafnir said with a sigh.

The next second, to Michael's bewildered gaze, Cyril put down the gun in her hand, hugged Fafnir, and said, "I know, I know your love for me, but this is the most reasonable thing to do."

As they spoke, the two looked at each other, and the next second they were actually kissing passionately!

They started kissing!
No, they didn't just kiss, they even started touching!

What the fuck?!
???

Michael fell silent. He looked at Kahn, who was still struggling to hold up the porcelain bowl and wait for him, and saw that a trace of distress had appeared in Kahn's originally cold, machine-like eyes.

It's as if it's saying, "Hey! I'm still suffering here, can you guys stop hurting my feelings?"

Michael's lips twitched.

Ok.

It seems this isn't the first time.

Damn it, isn't it said that headquarters is full of elites, and these users of prohibited items are even more elite among elites?
Why is it like this?

We're having a big battle right now. If you want to vent, wait until we get back, okay?
We felt so awkward watching from the sidelines!

For a moment, Michael began to have some doubts about the elite team that headquarters had been touting.

Fortunately, things hadn't gone too far. After a passionate encounter, the two finally let go of each other's wet, sticky hands.

Cyril, without changing her expression, turned back to continue assembling the strange, branch-like gun, while changing the subject towards Michael, saying, "Look down there, after all these strange snakes come out, guess who they will attack first."

"Huh? You mean..."

“Yes, I didn’t let Fafnir remove the defenses of the False Egil Helmet, so now this place is a large octagonal cage, a gladiatorial arena, with only one target.”

Michael licked his lips.

"People from Candy Mountain".

"That's right. After causing such a big incident, the people inside have to pay a price. It's a good opportunity to let them test the abilities of these monsters. Anyway, our priority is to resolve the earthquake first, and we've already completed that mission."

"So, let's play it safe from now on."

Ok.

Michael decided to retract his earlier statement. Although the woman seemed to be acting recklessly and inappropriately, she was actually quite capable and intelligent. He was impressed.

"What do you think the people in Candy Mountain will do? To be honest, I'm very curious about this light screen."

As Cyril assembled the spear, she watched the pale yellow light curtain surrounding Candy Mountain.

"How can it possibly compare to the defensive capabilities of the False Egil Helmet?"

The Helm of Aegir, the Helm of Fear and Awe, was inscribed with this rune by the dwarf Fafnir in Norse mythology to protect the treasures of Nibelungen.

It not only possesses powerful defensive capabilities, but can also instill fear in its enemies and even spew venom to cause widespread damage.

Of course, as a replica made from its fragments in later generations, its abilities are not as strong, and it has even lost the ability to spit venom. But even so, it is still a special weapon with some of the abilities of a divine artifact, and not something that can be compared to anything else.

Therefore, the light screen in front of us looks very suspicious.

Let's see what their background is.

Cyril smiled.

But soon, she stopped laughing.

(End of this chapter)