Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 394 World Mission Ranking Complete Hastur

To become a Daoist and influence the world's will within a region, rather than being unilaterally assimilated, one must at least be a God-King, preferably a Creator God. Furthermore, there are other requirements for the Daoist, such as credibility and recognition within the world.

But this is actually a false proposition, because if Louis really reached the level of surpassing the God-King, that is, the founding god of a pantheon, he would never have chosen to transform into the Dao.

Therefore, the rules learned from India actually had no practical effect on Louis.

But this idea inspired Louis.

The Indian spiritual system was established by Brahma, the founder of India, and includes the system of bestowing blessings. Once outside of India, it will be subject to certain restrictions in various aspects, but this system is still very useful, especially the system of bestowing blessings.

It's so convenient.

No need to master any weapon-forging techniques; all you need to do is swear to cultivate diligently to receive a blessing. The weapons produced by this blessing are often incredibly powerful. If you could borrow it, you might be able to easily forge a primordial spirit magic weapon or even a main divine artifact? Or even a celestial artifact or a divine king artifact?

Louis had the idea of ​​taking a shortcut.

However, he didn't want to practice the cultivation system set up by the other party, because who knew if there were any pitfalls in it.

After all, a creator god has died just like that, so He must have some doubts in His heart. Therefore, it is better to be cautious.

Moreover, he has a better way.

They immediately sought answers from the world.

That's right, a better way is to ask the world directly, bypassing middlemen and refusing to take a cut!
In fact, this was the first time He had explored the world in this way. After all, the existence of the world's will is somewhat abstract, and it's not something you can delve into just by trying to make a deep connection with it.

Now that we've made contact, it's a good time to learn more about it.

With his mind and spirit deeply immersed, Louis found the answer.

The answer is yes.

However, there are conditions: first, one must possess a large amount of divine power; second, one must complete the world's mission and gain sufficient recognition from the world.

The world's tasks, the simplest of which is to fulfill divine duties, are not very rewarding in terms of world recognition; they are considered basic tasks.

To gain sufficient global recognition, you still need to complete more challenging global missions.

"Kill high-energy life forms that will destroy planets, collect fragmented divine authority that has not returned to the world due to various factors, maintain the stability between nature and life, and kill world invaders..."

The more he sensed it, the more surprised Louis became.

Don't be fooled by the simple descriptions; each and every one of these tasks, ranking among the best in the world, is anything but simple—they belong to the high-end category.

Especially the bounty list for killing high-energy life forms that destroy planets, which made Him feel both amused and exasperated.

Because his own name is in it!
"hehe."

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Almost all the gods are on this list, as well as demons and various life forms that have reached the demon level. They are all high-energy life forms. As for destroying planets, who among those who have reached this level hasn't destroyed a few mountains and cut off a few rivers?

It should be said that the strong who have never destroyed the world are in the minority.

What surprised Louis even more was that the names with the highest bounties placed at the top were all extremely famous.

God is number one on the list.

The second is Zeus.

Third is Odin.

Below are the Hindu Trinity, followed by Lucifer, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, Michael, and so on.

It's normal that my name isn't ranked high and I'm mixed in with a bunch of demon-level beings. After all, although I'm strong, I'm short-lived. Compared to these guys who are at least several hundred years old, I'm too young and haven't even had time to make any mistakes.

"This world... is really something else. It lets wanted criminals kill other wanted criminals, and even appoints them as gods, and it's all right here in the open, without any attempt to hide it."

Louis smiled silently.

Actually, it's not surprising when you think about it carefully. The world doesn't distinguish between human relationships and personal likes and dislikes. Instead, it's more like a machine with the ability to self-correct and evolve. It's normal for it to do such things.

However, this is somewhat of an explicit indication...

Louis was thoughtful.

If someone is dead, then there's no question of killing them.

So, that means Zeus, Odin, and the Triads are all still alive!

Why did so many other gods die, but the leaders of these pantheons survived? What happened between them and God?
Louis did not dwell too much on this issue. After all, such things cannot be answered by mere speculation, and might even lead one astray. In any case, as his power and status increased, all the secrets would eventually be revealed.

Now, let's turn our attention back to taking shortcuts in weapon crafting.

To gain enough global recognition to take a shortcut, He would need to kill a wanted criminal of the level of a great demon, collect a complete divine authority of the level of a chief god (or combine all of these), and kill a world invader...

In this regard.

Louis had a clue.

The temporary hell rift is about to open, and the hellish war will begin. Killing a great demon will be a piece of cake.

If you're really unlucky, remember that the ghost stories in Japan are created by combining fragments of the authority of certain Japanese gods with other powers; collecting them should be enough.

In short, this is not a problem.

As for the other requirement, it is a large amount of divine power.

Florida has now become the backyard of the Church of Apocalypse, with a large number of believers born there. Coupled with the worship of the Zhaoming Shrine in Southeast Asia, His divine power is still quite sufficient, so this is not a problem.

"Then, it's about the materials."

Louis had some requirements regarding this.

"If possible, the material should ideally have the ability to suppress the flow of fortune; otherwise, the stronger the material, the better."

As a leader of a sect, the most important thing is luck.

But fortune is like water; water has no constant course. It can come in large quantities, but it can also dissipate at any time due to various fluctuations.

Therefore, a magical artifact sufficient to suppress the Taihe Dao's fortune and reduce its fluctuations is extremely important.

Given the current size of Taihe Dao, the required magic treasure doesn't need to be too powerful. However, Taihe Dao will continue to expand in the future, so the stronger the magic treasure, the better.

"It's like a pillow coming out of a drowsy state. This divine corpse in my hand is not bad; it can be one of them."

Louis tossed the blood-red terracotta pot, which was formed from the womb of Lakshmi, the goddess of prosperity, in his hand. As the corpse of a god, and the most representative organ of the goddess of prosperity, this thing was already quite prestigious.

More than enough to serve as an auxiliary material.

"As for the rest, it's not too late to see when I get to Hell. I'm sure the resource-rich Hell won't disappoint me."

Louis had high hopes for Hell.

After all, Earth's mystical resources are not abundant in the present world, and the universe is too vast, making exploration extremely troublesome.

The hell that corresponds to the entire present universe is home to a large number of extraordinary races and is a place where various pantheons converge. It can be said to be the concentration of the mystical side of the world today.

At this point, it was almost time.

The world's will is breaking away. Louis took one last look at the list and found that Cronus's name was on it, but Gaia's name was nowhere to be found.

His name is not found at either the God-King level or the Chief God level.

The world's will has broken away.

Louis stroked his chin, lost in thought.

"That guy might not have lied to me about Gaia's death, but how he died is probably something fishy."

Refocus your attention.

Louis looked ahead.

The million Hasturs that were just devouring each other are now few and far between. However, these remaining Hasturs are vastly different from before. They are still the size of a normal person, but their muscles are bulging, and they stand upright, no longer crouching down to pounce on their prey like wild beasts; they are more like human beings.

Most importantly, their eyes and bodies remained as greedy as ever, but with a touch more rationality. They were even observing each other, not rushing to make a move, and would steal glances at Louis, as if they were thinking.

"Looks like it's worked."

"However, I don't really like the way you look at me."

Louis snapped his fingers.

next second.

A large number of dough figurines were thrown at them and stuck to them.

At the same time, flour was sprinkled, drawing a circle that surrounded the Hasturs, resembling the ancient Roman Colosseum, where one could watch the beasts fight.

The only difference is that there's only Louis in the audience here.

Thunder and rain raged across the land, but this place remained unusually dry.

Yet it was filled with bloody battles.

Several Hasturs engaged in battle, and this time, Louis saw something different.

Their movements have actually started to show some technical skill.

With each punch and kick, there was a method to it, and the fighting became more ferocious. The flexibility of his body was exaggerated to an unbelievable degree, and he even bent his entire waist to attack.

This scene reminded Him of what is known as yoga.

Gradually, when only three remained, their movements became so fast that mortals could no longer see them, barely reaching the level of demons, and the ground was blasted into one large, steaming hole after another.

puff! !
Groundwater gushed out from a crack and sprayed into the sky.

Louis watched their methodical confrontation, their eyes sparkling but never daring to glance in his direction. A slight smile played on his lips as he spoke softly.

"I only need one Hastur."

The words fell.

The three Hasturs suddenly accelerated and intensified their movements.

There were even surges of energy. Some Hastur bodies suddenly grew taller and larger, while others became indestructible, with immense power in every punch and kick. The last Hastur was the most peculiar, with its eyes emitting blue light, seemingly an invisible mental attack.

In the Indian mythological system, besides the vow to practice asceticism to obtain blessings, asceticism itself is also a way to obtain extraordinary powers. Or rather, its main purpose is to eliminate one's own karma, and those extraordinary powers are just byproducts of this process.

For example, the ultimate control over the body, down to the smallest detail, to grow bigger and stronger; the tempering of the mind, the transmission of thoughts, the control of the mind, and so on.

Simple and crude.

All you need to do is suffer to atone for your sins.

Louis observed the battle, absorbing some insignificant lessons.

soon.

The battle between the three Hasturs has ended.

Surprisingly, the final winner was the most ordinary Hastur, which could only grow larger.

It turns out that during the battle, he shrunk his own body and unexpectedly defeated Hastur, who used mental powers.

He then grew larger again and swallowed the corpse in a few bites.

Then, without stopping, he knelt down and kowtowed to Louis.

"Great God, please keep your promise."

He stumbled a bit, but still managed to get a complete sentence out.

The language belonged to ancient Indian languages, which have long since disappeared. Louis could not understand it, but that did not matter; the spiritual fluctuations contained within were enough to explain its meaning.

"I never promised you anything."

“However, if you can demonstrate some value, it's not impossible to keep you here,” Louis said casually.

Words that imply spiritual power are easy to understand.

Hastur quickly replied, "I can do anything, as long as you need it."

Louis remained noncommittal.

"Tell me about your background and what happened before."

"Okay, God."

“I was born from the great goddess of prosperity, who possesses an infinite body, infinite power, and infinite love…”

His opening remarks were full of exaggerated claims, a familiar Indian flavor.

Louis waved his hand to stop him, "Get to the point."

"...Yes, back then..."

Subsequently.

Louis learned some details about the landscape of the Indian mythological era from Hastur.

Just as recorded in myths and legends, Brahman was born first and became the supreme concept. Subsequently, the Triad, representing creation, life, and destruction, was born, and sages and others also emerged from the Triad.

Indra, the king of the gods, rules the world, but he is always defeated by the Asuras and sent flying back to heaven.

Even among mortals, there are strong individuals who, through arduous cultivation, possess the Sun God Armor.

Gods can descend to the mortal realm at any time, and mortals can also defy the heavens.

Ordinary people are extraordinary, and gods are not gods.

Together, they created that mythical age of gods.

Essentially, it was a chaotic era where nothing was clearly distinguished, and the only clear principle was asceticism.

The sins in the world are finite. As long as one diminishes them through arduous practice, one can prolong the existence of the world and thereby obtain blessings.

This is the era of Indian mythology.

As for him, he was just an ordinary god at the time, who was born with a love for food and money, as if he had inherited his mother's nature.

Unfortunately, only a portion was inherited.

Some even become alienated because they indulge in pleasure, fail to practice asceticism, and do not eliminate their sins.

They became incredibly greedy.

In the end, he made a big mistake.

This resulted in punishment from the gods, being torn to pieces and cursed, to the point that even his consciousness became fragmented and confused.

It has continued to this day; if it weren't for luck, I don't know how long I would have been locked up.

"However, I don't blame the Mother Goddess. It was my fault. Besides, if it weren't for the Mother Goddess, I would have died long ago."

Hastur said with a touch of sadness, a rare emotion other than greed appearing in his eyes.

then……

"Hmm? So, your mother goddess is really dead?"

???

"what?!"

(End of this chapter)