Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 395 Miscellaneous Matters - The Master of the Beggar's Gate
Hastur was utterly shocked, and even raised his head to look directly at Louis.

Louis raised an eyebrow slightly.

The other party then seemed to realize what was happening and hurriedly lowered their head.

"It seems you don't know?"

“I really don’t know. After I was cursed by the gods, I was in a daze. If you hadn’t taken me out of the Mother Goddess’s womb and made me reassemble, I probably wouldn’t be conscious now.”

His words gradually became coherent, as if he had regained his thinking and logical abilities.

Louis remained noncommittal regarding his remarks.

In any case, He never believed that a being with authority over life, capable of leaving behind a corpse and imprisoning its offspring within it, could simply die like that.

Unfortunately, I didn't have enough time to look at the whole list, otherwise I wouldn't have had to think about this problem.

However, it doesn't matter. Anyway, under the great power of the world, even if there are any hidden tricks, they won't be able to use them. Everything is under our control.

As for now...

Louis looked at Hastur and said, “You can think back to what just happened. In short, as far as I know, it’s not just the goddess of prosperity who has disappeared, but the entire Hindu pantheon.”

Hastur's eyes widened in disbelief.

In his view, this strange deity was simply spouting nonsensical, fantastical nonsense.

Shiva, who can destroy everything; Brahma, who can create everything; and Vishnu, who maintains order and life—these three great gods have boundless power, how could they possibly die!

There's also Indra, the Heavenly Emperor; Asura, the Demon King; and the Six Great Sages...

However, reason told him that the god before him would not say anything easily deceiving, after all, it would be completely meaningless.

Moreover, the fact that the Mother Goddess's womb appears here alone is itself a new concept...

He swallowed hard, still finding it hard to accept.

Louis didn't care what he was thinking. "You just offended me. As punishment, I'll give you two choices."

"First, swear an oath to accept my control and become my servant."

"Second, die now."

Louis said calmly.

But the implications of his words, and the powerful aura emanating from him, sent chills down Hastur's spine.

He was both angry at the word "servant" and terrified by the other party's immense power.

He was not reconciled.

But no matter how he thought about it, he realized he had no choice.

To die or to live.

This is a problem.

And the moment Louis turned around.

Snapped!
Hastur resolutely knelt down again, "I choose one, I swear, please release the restraints."

"But before that, could you tell me your name?"

You'll find out for yourself in a moment.

After Louis finished speaking, he casually waved his hand, and a white-gold flame and a blood-red flame swirled around each other, like an ouroboros, and flew out with a magic seal, landing in Hastur's brow.

It was the Yin-Yang Blazing Flame Seal - Suppressing Evil that Louis developed back in Japan. It can effectively interfere with the Yin-Yang changes in the opponent's microcosm and is a pretty good sealing technique.

After returning from Japan, Louis specifically modified the sealing technique, making it effective for the physical body as well.

It's just right for dealing with physical monsters like Hastur, otherwise Louis wouldn't have brought it out.

hum! !

As soon as the seal entered, Hastur felt a burning sensation on his forehead, followed by a double heat in his soul and body.

Clearly, this sealing technique works on both the body and the soul simultaneously.

Hastur remained unfazed. "I, Hastur, swear to the world, the Heavenly Emperor, the Triads, and the Mother Goddess..."

After Hastur finished swearing.

A message was inserted into Louis's mind.

The fundamental information of this era, global changes, shifts in major pantheons, the balance between the mystical and the real, the entanglement between hell and the mortal world, Louis's divine name and the names of various factions...

A flood of information overwhelmed him, and he couldn't process it all at once.

Incredible.

By this time, Louis had already disappeared.

After a long while, he finally snapped out of his daze and muttered to himself, "Times have changed... Humanity actually possesses such power..."

In his view, if this information is true, then your so-called technology is no less advanced than that of some gods.

And this is something that many ordinary people can do.

And that one...

Hastur knelt down again, but this time he was chanting incantations, specifically Louis's name.

The God of Revelation, the Spirit of God, the Enlightened Lord...

After a while.

He got up again and headed towards the city next door.

The vanished Louis left him with a mission: soon, the Kano Company personnel, as well as clergy from the Church of Apocalypse and the Shrine of Zhaoming, would appear in India.

And he also acquired a new identity—the protector of the Taihe Dao in the Indian region.

Now, he needs to pave the way ahead.

While I'm at it, I'll also investigate the fall of the pantheon and take a look at this new era.

Hmm, let's collect some more food and money to satisfy our greed.

Hastur sped toward the city at an incredible speed.

A divine thought silently attached itself to him.

……

Spatial teleportation.

Louis took a few seconds to get back to Orlando.

"Next, gather manpower and prepare to begin developing Hell."

Just do it.

Not a trace of sloppiness.

Upon his return, Louis immediately began to mobilize everyone.

The entire city seemed to pause for a moment, and then the citizens of Orlando witnessed a strange sight.

A large number of members of the Church of Apocalypse suddenly appeared and began to march in an orderly fashion on the street. Not only these clergy members, but also the police and a large number of community workers stepped forward to issue notices and set up cordons.

In an instant, the entire city came to life.

Today, Orlando has become a center for Florida and has undergone several expansions, but the altar erected by Louis remains the core of Orlando.

The cordon was drawn around the altar, and citizens who were standing nearby were driven away by staff. Even though there were some disobedient reporters shouting for freedom, the Florida officials, now in charge, showed little backbone and no fear of public opinion.

Besides, Louis's orders weren't just relayed to Orlando. Soon...

Miami and various cities in Florida began sending personnel, including military troops stationed in different locations.

After so long, the Florida military has been completely controlled by the Cano family and has now become Louis's ally.

Florida's significant move has naturally attracted attention from the outside world.

Especially the American authorities.

Ever since Louis demonstrated his power by taking Florida, the United States has paid close attention to him. After all, since the founding of the nation, only the United States has ever taken away the flesh of others; no one has ever taken away the United States before. This was the first time, and considering the significance he represented, it was impossible not to take him seriously.

Now, whenever there's any movement in Florida, Washington reacts.

Regardless of how the politicians and high-ranking officials of the Administration reacted, Louis's forces were still rapidly assembling.

Compared to ordinary regimes.

This individualistic authoritarianism and theocracy centered on Louis has a much greater influence on the regime, and right now, the entire power of Florida is rushing here.

And this was merely a thought of Louis's.

Louis was preparing to gather forces from the American mainland to participate in this hellish conquest, but before that, he seemed to have some miscellaneous matters to attend to.

……

In the spacious room constructed of pure white marble, there were no lights, yet a warm and soft white light shone precisely and evenly throughout the room.

In this room, apart from a few white stone pillars, there are only steps in the very center. Going up the steps, there is a square jade platform, which is now shimmering with a strange luster under the soft white light.

Nestled within that radiance was a throne, upon which Louis sat, gazing silently down below.

Several people stood below, each with a different expression.

Louis glanced at Kayako and Gold, signaling them to wait a moment, before looking at the others.

One of them was Dr. Honoré, who had now had his limbs reattached and was no longer affected by his movements. Ever since he stayed behind with John Wick to cover the retreat and witnessed Louis's strength, his heart had completely turned to this side.

He believed that Louis was on the side of justice and had the ability to help him fulfill his wish.

At this moment, he prostrated himself on the ground, performing rituals like a devout believer, and the words he uttered sounded like some kind of aria.

"God, please forgive my sins."

Louis nodded slightly.

Looking calmly at the doctor whose mind was already filled with superstition, he said, "What you seek should be found in what you create."

Say it.

Dr. Ono seemed to wake from a dream, as if realizing something, and quickly took out a potion from his pocket, held it in both hands, and raised it above his head.

"This is the perfected potion I have perfected. I offer it to you, my great God!"

"I only wish that my hometown can regain peace and food security."

As soon as the words were spoken, the medicine disappeared.

"Your request has been granted. I have given you sin and punishment. From now on, life and death are also in your hands."

Upon hearing this, Ono suppressed his excitement and left the place step by step. Before leaving, he glanced at another person, as if he was saying something.

The other person was John Wick, who was even more devout than Honoré, and had been praying incessantly since he entered and saw Louis.

Sensing directly that Louis seemed to be paying attention to him, he immediately straightened his back, raised his head, and pursed his lips.

Louis, seated on his throne, looked at John Wick, then at the men who seemed to have been brought by him, and felt a pang of emotion.

Luck seems to have improved ever since the establishment of the Taihe Dao.

Establishing a lineage of doctrines does indeed help improve one's fortune.

John Wick may seem unremarkable, but he is actually a master of various killing techniques and has amazing marksmanship. Yes, he is an assassin, and a well-known one at that.

In his previous life, he was a relatively famous character in American movies, the male lead in a high-speed chase.

The man who supposedly destroyed an organization by killing a dog!

I never expected that this person would be my follower.

Just as evildoers often retreat to monasteries, a blood-stained killer may also seek inner peace, thus entering the irreversible path of religion.

In any case, becoming your own believer is a good thing.

This person is usable.

Looking at John Wick, Louis nodded slightly, his eyes warming as if offering encouragement.

The divine power emanating from him, along with the strange radiance surrounding him, made John Wick dare not look directly at him.

"You have done a good job."

Having said that, his eyes flashed, and John Wick was stunned for a moment, as if he had heard something. His expression quickly turned into one of uncontrollable surprise.

He introduced him to Louis, “This is Lawrence Fishburne, who is very good at raising pigeons and organizing an underground intelligence organization of beggars and vagrants. He is known in the criminal world as the King of Boley Street. I have brought him here as you instructed.”

He was a slightly tall and muscular man with a full beard. He had an unremarkable appearance and was no different from any other pedestrian on the street. At that moment, he kept his head down.

I didn't dare to look up.

Listening to his "good brother's" introduction, he felt like he wanted to disappear into a crack in the wall.

"Great God, I, I, I am just an ordinary person, not a king at all," he hurriedly explained.

Normally, given his mental fortitude as an organizer in the criminal industry, he shouldn't be so flustered, like a fledgling quail, but there's nothing he can do!

Look at this situation!
god!
A god!

A legendary god!
It's not a sculpture displayed in a church, nor is it a name passed down by people; it's God sitting right there in front of you, living and breathing!
How could I not be nervous?

To be honest, he felt that the fact that he could stand here and say these words without fainting was already a testament to his amazing mental fortitude.

What if it were someone else?
Ha ha.

Now, he could only pray that John Wick, that bastard, hadn't betrayed him.

but.

He did not hear Louis's response, but he dared not look up or even speak, because he felt a gaze upon him.

Louis looked at the unremarkable man and said, "You're lucky."

"You are extraordinary; would you be willing to be my companion on my journey?"

???

Lawrence stared wide-eyed in disbelief, then abruptly looked up and knelt down with unprecedented speed, exclaiming, "I do!"

"God! Your command is my future direction!"

"I swear I will become your protector, and with all my heart I will love and respect you! I will uphold your teachings and principles! I will guard your temple!"

"I only wish that your gaze could fall upon me, watch over me, and guide me in my direction and path."

"God..."

One after another, extremely cheesy words flowed from his mouth, fluently and without any trace of his previous embarrassment.

John Wick, standing nearby, stared in disbelief, even feeling a pang of jealousy.

Fake!

That's so well said!
How could I not have thought of that!
(End of this chapter)