Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 373 Falling into Hell: A Blend of East and West
"Why are they here?"

"The target... is me?"

Freddy's brain worked at high speed, arriving at this most probable answer.

"How can it be!"

In a dream.

Who can find it?
Could Jason really be watching this place forever?

Freddy didn't believe it; there must be something wrong inside. But now wasn't the time to worry about that. Looking through his dream at the ashes scattered outside, he could instinctively feel a scorching power clinging to them, like holy water.

If you're really surrounded, it will take some time to break free.

and so……

Whoosh!
Freddy's figure quickly disappeared, heading towards the old woman, Lady Ganos, of that cult. As for infecting the entire city to take hostages, he could infect a portion first and then deal with that later.

Freddy isn't in a hurry to play this game of destroying the city!
As Freddy broke through the encirclement before it was complete, several priests from the Church of Apocalypse heard messages coming from their walkie-talkies, sent from the church in the center of the city.

"According to the revelation given by our Lord, Freddy has broken through your encirclement and is heading towards the Cardi district. Go and wipe him out!"

The words fell.

Several black-robed exorcists quickly turned and left, their speed astounding, disappearing in the blink of an eye, demonstrating their exceptional physical abilities.

The priests followed closely behind.

Meanwhile, in the Kadi neighborhood, the priests also began their work.

Orlando, the headquarters of the Church of the Apocalypse, has a large number of clergy and various churches dedicated to the Apocalypse, and...

"what happened?!"

"What the hell is that Kitchen God and the Spirit of God doing?!"

Freddy's leaps in his dream were thwarted when he discovered that in reality, many people worshipped a deity called the Kitchen God, as well as the Spirit of God, in their homes.

Both of these deities have a resistant effect on it, one burning it and the other judging it.

Although it's not impenetrable, it's followed by a group of exorcists!
Freddy didn't have time to waste on these ordinary people.

All I could do was jump from one dream to another.

We soon arrived at the Kadi district.

at this time.

Something is happening in the Kadi neighborhood.

Margaret, who hadn't spoken to Carrie in a long time, appeared here, holding a Bible translated by a religious sect, and was donating money to an old woman who looked somewhat cold and strange.

He looked very devout.

"May the Lord in heaven bless us, fellow believers, please accept this."

The old woman, Gainus, showed no gratitude whatsoever, merely uttering a dry "thank you" before shutting Margaret out.

Looking at the money in his hand, Genos's face darkened. Not enough, not enough money.

Since the sect was suddenly attacked and everyone disappeared, she hasn't received any money for some time. She's almost unable to repay her bank loans, and if she defaults...

Oh no.

In a capitalist country like the United States.

Overdue loan payments are an absolutely terrifying thing!

A look of terror flashed in Gainos's eyes. Already somewhat mentally unstable, she immediately decided to go to the bank to see if she could borrow more money or postpone the loan application.

Margaret, standing outside the door, showed no resentment at being ignored. Instead, she held her Bible, prayed a couple of times, and then went inside.

Ever since her daughter's bloodline awakened and she became a witch, she has been living in agony, immersing herself in studying the doctrines of God from various cults. But this did not last long. The official purge and restrictions wiped out all the cults, and even the cult she had just joined disappeared.

The old woman she just saw was the last member of the sect she could find.

"Alas, the spirit of God..."

Margaret's eyes held a complex expression.

She didn't quite agree with the doctrines of the suddenly emerging Spirit of God sect, so she hadn't tried to understand them. Now, perhaps she should take a look?
At this time.

Ganos came out and walked towards the bank. Margaret glanced at him, somewhat puzzled, and followed him.

bank.

The banking industry has changed significantly. The Cano family now holds full control and has purged a large number of former senior and middle managers, resulting in numerous job vacancies.

This undoubtedly gives hope to many ambitious people who want to improve themselves.

Christine is that kind of person.

She graduated from university a few years ago and started working at a bank, but she still hasn't finished paying off her student loans. She faces a lot of pressure every month, so she wants to get a promotion and earn more money so that she can at least pay off several loans and get a reliable medical insurance policy, so that she won't fall into the trap of exorbitant fees charged by hospitals.

Today marks her 100th sale. As long as nothing goes wrong, she has a chance to be promoted, beat her competitors to become an assistant manager, and earn an extra $700 a month!
Just as she was looking forward to her future life.

A dirty, mysterious old woman walked in, followed by another woman. After looking around and finding that Christine was alone, she came over.

"Hello, what do you need?"

"I have a loan and I'd like to borrow some money."

"Please provide your information in detail."

"..."

"I'm sorry, your loan is due today. Are you here to make a repayment?" Christine was still smiling, but her smile quickly faded.

The old woman looked embarrassed. "Oh, I don't have any money right now. I can't be late on my payment. Can you help me?"

"If I miss the deadline, I won't be able to buy cheap painkillers anymore, and I'll go crazy!"

“Well, this is the third time you’ve requested an extension for repayments, so we can’t grant your request,” Christine said after a moment’s hesitation.

"Oh no, you can't do this! You're killing me! Help me, help me!"

Gainos shouted in a hoarse voice, while his strangely bright eyes stared at Christine, making her feel inexplicably cold.

Swallowed.

Christine hesitated.

She certainly had the right to apply to the manager, but that required her to act as guarantor. If anything went wrong, she could forget about the deputy manager position or anything like that. So, even though this old woman was pitiful, she…

"Sorry, I can't do that."

"Aaaaaah!! You're humiliating me! I've begged you like this, but you won't even grant my request. You're so capable!"

Enraged, Ganos acted as if he had gone mad, frantically tearing at Christine's clothes.

beep-

The alarm went off, and four security guards ran over and pulled Gainos away, but in the struggle, Christine's clothes were torn and a button was lost.

"Damn it! You heartless hypocrite! I curse you! I curse you to hell! Aaaaaah!"

Christine was still somewhat shaken as she watched Gainos being dragged away. She felt guilty, but also a little wronged.

She did feel guilty for not choosing to help the other person, but she had no obligation to help them. Why should she be treated like this?

"Alright, Christine, don't overthink it. In our line of work, we're bound to encounter people like this all the time," the manager said, offering her a half-day off.

Given the exceptionally widespread nature of loans in the United States... this situation is indeed quite common, and with the economic downturn, the need for loans to make ends meet will likely soon spread from the lower classes to the middle class...

Those seemingly glamorous middle-class individuals can only resort to selling their blood and taking out loans in secret to maintain their high cost of living.

Christine, a bank employee, had a premonition of this.

She sighed, preparing to go back and get some rest. Outside the street.

Genos, driven away, looked lifeless, muttering to himself, "I'm going to die. Without painkillers, I'm definitely going to die. The large barrels of painkillers in that workshop are too strong; I can't take it..."

"I'm finished, I'm finished... Damn hypocrite, you're going to hell, I swear in the name of the Gypsies!"

With a crazed look in his eyes, Gainus took out the button he had removed, muttering incantations as if casting some kind of curse.

As she chanted the incantation, a strange power began to emerge. However, her complexion worsened, and her once plump flesh began to wither.

"No! You can't do this!"

A sudden sound sounded.

Margaret rushed over, trying to snatch the button.

"roll!"

Gainus kicked Margaret away, quickened his chanting, and slammed the door shut.

Margaret kept banging on the door, not wanting the other person to harm anyone.

At this time.

"Ok?"

A voice suddenly echoed in my mind, "You are... fuck!! Louis!!!"

"Ahhhhh!!"

A burst of intense light erupted from Margaret's body, and Freddy and the others were actually thrown back, rolling and tumbling on the ground.

Freddy stared at Margaret in terror, then vanished in a flash, appearing in the mind of Ganos inside the house.

"Yes, yes, that's it! Chant the incantation, curse them!"

"Let me add some ingredients."

"Open the gates of hell!"

The wicked curse began, mediated by a button.

At the same time, a peculiar, twisted rift from hell began to appear and disappear within the button.

Freddy laughed loudly and rushed inside.

When the exorcists arrived, only Ganos was in the house, preparing his coffin and grave.

She looked at the menacing clergy, gave a bitter laugh, and finally looked at the dazed Margaret. "Heh heh, my curse has taken effect, and it's been amplified by that nightmare. Margaret, you're ready... to die with me!"

Snapped!
After saying that, he tilted his head back and lay down in the coffin, his breath ending.

The exorcists looked at each other in bewilderment. Just then, a priest who had arrived in time, after understanding the situation, immediately asked the group of exorcists, "Have any of you learned the Soul Spell from the Twelve Arts?"

"I know how; that's my major."

“Come on, use it on her,” said Jack, who had become a priest of the Apocalypse and was quite talented.

"it is good."

Watching the exorcist use the divine magic of the [Sun God] system, Jack felt a surge of emotion. "Father, why can't you also be an exorcist?"

at this time.

The exorcist who used the Soul Descent technique spoke up, "Alright!"

Soul curse, as a major type of black magic, is extremely complex, bloody, and heinous. It is easy to learn but difficult to master, and may even come at a great cost.

However, as a member of the Church of Apocalypse, the cost of exorcists has been largely reduced by the [Sun God] system, so as long as the conditions are met, it is acceptable.

Even so, it is not an easy task; otherwise, there would be more than just one exorcist specializing in soul summoning.

at this time.

The corpse in the coffin suddenly sat up, its eyes rolling back. "No! Me? How could this be! Didn't I already go to hell?"

The exorcist took out three soul-suppressing nails he carried with him and viciously stabbed them into the top of the other person's head.

sizzle-

It emitted wisps of white smoke.

This scene was rather peculiar: the white men dressed in strange Western-style priest's robes and black robes were using unorthodox Eastern techniques such as Soul-Suppressing Nails and Soul Spells...

It has a style reminiscent of a peach wood cross.

Snapped!
"Ask away, but hurry. There's a force eroding her soul. It must be hell. The Soul-Suppressing Nails won't hold her for long."

"it is good."

"What spell did you just use? What was its purpose? How do I break it? What just happened? What's the situation now?"

"..."

soon.

Gainus told everything.

She was a Gypsy who, through a certain sect, mastered a special Gypsy curse. She could use personal items to cast curses, causing the victim to be harassed by evil spirits, which would worsen over time until the victim was dragged into hell.

Yes, in the end, this curse can open a rift into hell.

To be precise, the rift in hell had already appeared from the moment the curse was established, but it was slowly expanding.

There is no way to resolve this.

Just now, a nightmare suddenly entered her consciousness. During their communication, they reached an agreement: she would help the nightmare send it to hell, and the nightmare would help her spread the curse to Margaret, who had just tried to stop her.

So now, this curse is borne by two people.

One was Christine, the bank clerk, and the other was Margaret.

The voice just fell.

White vapor began to billow from the top of the corpse's head, while black vapor also emanated from the soul, and the Soul-Suppressing Nails began to rapidly develop layers of rust.

Bang bang bang!
The three Soul-Suppressing Nails were pushed out like cannonballs.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Gainus wailed as his soul shattered, and he was swept into a black and red rift.

Everything seemed calm and peaceful, as if nothing had ever happened.

Snapped!
The button fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Everyone looked at each other.

Jack picked up the button first, then clasped his hands together and began to pray.

Since hell has been involved, the situation is now beyond their control. Reporting to the Lord is the best option.

And at this time.

Their master is so engrossed in the joy of cultivation that he cannot extricate himself.

The Moon Palace.

In the vacuum of the dark universe.

The moon emitted a hazy white light, which, though not comparable to the sun, possessed its own unique beauty.

But the moonlight that was being cast upon the earth at this moment appeared somewhat dim.

A colossal, humanoid phantom, composed entirely of luminous points and shimmering with wondrous colors, stood on the dark side of the moon, frantically devouring its light, even affecting the moon's near side.

(End of this chapter)