Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

There were twelve chains in total, which slowly turned, each component shimmering with a cold, eerie light, and Louis could sense a strange fluctuation emanating from them.

The fluctuations looked familiar; I had just seen them before.

When creating the primordial spirit artifact "Mysterious Water Lotus Platform," the world's blessing was borrowed from the world, along with the world rules from the mountain god's position on Mount Ethan...

Without much hesitation, Louis reached out and unleashed a fiery line that spread across the area.

Karmic fire is perfect for dealing with soul-like beings. Death? If Death is a personal god, he would also be a soul!
but.

The fire of karma has passed, but the chains remain unharmed.

Meanwhile, the twelve chains made no attempt to retaliate against Louis's appearance and immediately began to flee.

The space began to ripple.

In the blink of an eye, the twelve black chains vanished without a trace.

But Louis also disappeared at the same time.

When Louis and Death both disappeared, the time-space freeze inside the church finally broke. The group was still anxiously shouting, but when they turned around, the crisis was over.

"This..." The young man was completely bewildered.

The priest, however, said with certainty, "See? This is a place under God's protection. That heresy can't possibly succeed."

The young man nodded repeatedly and began to ask the priest all about the Church of Apocalypse, as if he had become a follower of the Church of Apocalypse.

Afterwards, still in a state of shock, he stayed in the church and began to follow the priest in his spiritual practice.

the other side.

The chains of death flashed incessantly, each time appearing in the place where some of the dead had been.

The speed is astonishing, it's practically teleportation, it can even cross a continent.

Louis chased after him.

While his hands were constantly calculating, perhaps in order to obtain this rule of death, the world surprisingly relaxed some of the prohibitions, allowing him to glimpse fate with pride.

Soon, he foresaw his fate.

"It's really rigid enough, it only appears around those beings who defy death, no wonder it's so fast."

Those who died were all descendants of those who were supposed to die in the past. In the course of fate, these descendants who inherited the bloodline also belonged to those who were supposed to die in violation of death.

Therefore, He can continue to move along the bloodlines of the descendants of these damned people.

Even Louis couldn't keep up with that speed.

Take a deep breath.

Louis stopped.

Snapped!
With a gentle clap, a surge of divine power vibrated, transforming into tiny ripples that radiated outwards from Louis in all directions.

In his pupils, the imprints of the sun and the moon shone brightly, while his mind rapidly calculated.

After a while.

Louis suddenly opened his eyes. "Got you!"

Whoosh!
Massachusetts, USA.

An old woman, cautious and reserved, was staring blankly at a TV drama in her dilapidated house. Apart from the sound of the TV, there were no other unusual noises in the room.

If you look closely, you'll find that all the sharp parts in the room are wrapped up, and things like electrical wires and kettles are firmly secured. Every screw is wrapped in layers of material, and there are no dangerous items such as scissors, knives, or guns.

The house may look simple, but it has actually become an extremely safe house!
The old woman was incredibly familiar with everything here; she could move around freely even with her eyes closed. Yet, she remained vigilant about her surroundings from time to time, and would quickly check at the slightest disturbance.

It makes one wonder if she has developed a nervous breakdown.

No one knew that this old man had managed to hold off death for decades!

Iris rubbed her eyes wearily. Decades of constant vigilance had left her mentally exhausted and tormented. Sometimes she wondered if committing suicide at her age would be worthwhile.
But whenever she thinks of her son, granddaughter, and other bloodline descendants, this thought disappears without a trace.

Suddenly, the bottle on the table fell over and began to roll rapidly. Iris quickly reached out to catch it, and at the same time, she reflexively looked down. A screw that had broken off veered off course like a bullet.

The whole process was smooth and effortless, showing no signs of strain.

She smiled helplessly, "Old man, let's fight for the rest of our lives."

If that old guy, Death, really exists...

Just as she was thinking this.

A strong sense of danger washed over me, and goosebumps rose all over my body.

At the same time, a phantom-like yet vast voice echoed in my ears.

"caught you."

Suddenly, the surroundings were plunged into darkness.

When her eyes adjusted to the darkness, what greeted her was a scene that took her by surprise.

The surrounding room and furnishings had disappeared, replaced by twelve black chains that swirled around her, and a huge golden-red hand whose owner was not visible.

The palm's texture was clearly visible, radiating a scorching yet sacred flame and temperature, gripping one end of the twelve chains tightly. The flames and chains reacted like dry ice undergoing a chemical reaction, emitting many distorted and illusory white mists.

Iris watched this scene in horror.

She thought that decades of being hunted by death had made her fearless, but today, her worldview has been shattered.

What... what are all these?

Louis ignored his insignificant opponent and gripped the twelve chains tightly. His divine power surged, his divine body was fully activated, and his bronze-cast-iron-like body tensed up layer by layer, his muscles bulging.

However, it could only suppress the opponent, whose strength was astonishing.

At this moment, his physical strength was enough to overturn a mountain, but he was powerless against these twelve chains.

A fierce glint flashed in Louis's eyes as he looked at the still struggling chains.

The supreme deities of the apocalypse have begun to exert their power.

A higher-level power gradually suppressed the rules of death.

Gradually, Louis began to pull on the chains. He dragged the twelve chains up like a bull, whipping them into the sky as if wielding a whip.

One end of the chain circled in the sky, constantly emitting a chilling light, trying to regain the initiative, but all in vain.

boom!
Slam it down hard! Then lift it up! Keep swinging!

Then, the cycle repeats.

Like taming the most ferocious beast, Louis tossed it around, and with each slam, Louis's doomsday power permeated it, subtly influencing the inner structure of the chains.

Half an hour had passed.

Louis gradually stopped moving.

The chains collapsed before Louis, trembling slightly, twitching, and powerless.

At this moment, all twelve black chains had turned grayish-white, with a slight hint of black inside, like some kind of peculiar gradient color.

Louis looked at the color of the chains with satisfaction.

"Goodness, it's really not easy to tame. It has developed some self-awareness and has been developing on its own for hundreds of years. It's quite extraordinary."

"But you're really unlucky."

During the sparring, Louis's power infected his opponent, and he also learned the information contained within. For various reasons, whether it's the destruction by world invaders, the occurrence of a high-level war within the world, or by chance, a part of the world's rules will be missed (torn apart).

In short, the world is incomplete, and this rule of death is a part of the world that was lost, a rule that was knocked down by the power of God hundreds of years ago.

After hundreds of years of self-operation, a little consciousness was born more than a hundred years ago.

It was from that time onward that it began to consciously integrate into the world's cycle of death, thus effectively concealing its own existence.

To maintain the death process, one must kill the dead in order to hide and grow stronger.

Interestingly, the first person He targeted after gaining consciousness and beginning this process was Abraham Lincoln, the president who abolished slavery and led the Civil War.

Lincoln should have died in the year he was to be re-elected, but various American departments and families whose interests he had infringed upon conspired to assassinate him and prevent him from being re-elected.

But... something unexpected happened. Lincoln survived the assassination attempt and was successfully re-elected.

However, this did not mean he could rest easy. The newly born Grim Reaper chose him as his first target, and then, the following year, a farcical assassination occurred.

The president's bodyguards were like idiots, making one mistake after another, which ultimately led to Lincoln being shot multiple times in the back and dying.

The whole incident seemed to be full of surprises.

The frequency was so high it seemed intentional.

This was His first move, and He immediately targeted a high-ranking and powerful human being, achieving remarkable results.

After that, He continued this activity, regardless of whether people were poor or rich, important or insignificant, single or couple, or even witches, mediums, or other mystical beings. He treated them all the same, killing them without hesitation, thus maintaining the proper course of fate.

Until a century later, in 1968, it unfortunately encountered Iris, its nemesis, which completely swept its honor into the dustbin of history...

He has been struggling ever since, spending decades cleaning up the mess Iris left him and trying to make up for lost time.

And then, that was it; he was even more unlucky and ran into Louis.

Sensing the other's faint self-awareness, Louis shook his head slightly.

"This consciousness is so weak, it doesn't even know to beg for mercy, what a pity."

If one's consciousness were strong enough, with these innate advantages, and after developing for several hundred years, one would probably already be another supreme god.

However faint a consciousness may be, it is still a consciousness born from the rules of the world, inherently extraordinary, and if it is preserved...

Louis's eyes flickered.

He hasn't forgotten that His doomsday divine office can continue to rise. To rise to a world-destroying divine office that can be considered half a Holy Spirit, a true Demon King, and become a true revelation.

Because the Ascension Technique only goes this far, Louis did not continue with specific methods for ascending to higher levels. However, since he had modified the Ascension Technique many times, he still had some insights into it.

He believed that, in addition to the requirement of a certain number of believers, one should also be able to obtain the divine office of destruction, complete one of the ten plagues of God, the Great Flood, or other calamities in order to continue to ascend in rank.

Another possible condition is that the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse must be assembled.

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, also known as the Four Horsemen of the End Times or the Four Horsemen of Revelation, originate from the Book of Revelation in the New Testament of the Bible.

It is claimed that God cleanses the sinners of the old world. In addition to the terrifying disaster of the Great Flood and the Ten Plagues, there are four knights, each symbolizing a different disaster, walking on the earth with weapons of different colors.

Death, plague, famine, war.

These are the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

It is also part of the rituals belonging to the priesthood of the world's destruction.

However, creating one's own Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse is easier said than done. Can one just make something crude and shoddy?

How could it possibly pass?

Perhaps they couldn't withstand the pressure of the world's rules, and their consciousness simply collapsed.

But the consciousness born from the rules of death is different; it perfectly meets the requirements!
With a sudden thought, Louis began to try to use methods to separate his consciousness from the chains.

Louis could be considered a master when it came to matters of the soul, but this kind of "surgery" targeting special souls was still too strange and bizarre.

In the end, Louis still brought out the Mysterious Water Lotus Platform.

Magical power surged.

The lotus platform emitted a soft, hazy blue light.

The light shone on the chains, and the blue dot inside emanated an aura of reincarnation.

Gradually, his consciousness was guided into the lotus platform.

"Fortunately, there is a lotus platform."

Louis traced a few lines with his finger, and the rules within the lotus platform began to operate.

Envelop, nurture, and transform this consciousness of death.

Just like how reincarnation transforms the soul.

After doing all this, Louis looked at the rule of death and felt the world consciousness urging him more and more urgently. When the world consciousness reached its limit of endurance, it raised the price of this rule of death.

Louis curled his lip and offered the chains in his hand as a sacrifice to the world's consciousness.

Although he was reluctant to leave, he still preferred the feeling of being debt-free.

Either become a deadbeat or be debt-free and carefree.

Don't take the middle ground; that way you can neither slack off nor feel at ease, it's pure self-torture.

So even after getting a bigger price in return, Louis still chose to return it to the world consciousness.

As for the rules regarding death, there will always be a way to address that later.

Louis thought to himself.

Watching the chains disappear quickly.

A satisfied sigh came from the world consciousness, like the joy of a disabled person who suddenly grew a thumb.

Okay, it's just an illusion.

But Louis could indeed sense the activity of the world consciousness.

It seems that this rule of death has brought considerable benefits to the world.

dong dong!

Louis gently tapped the non-existent invisible wall, his eyes calm. "It's time to settle the bill."

The world consciousness responded immediately.

Gone is the indifference of the past few days; in fact, it's become so fast it almost feels like fawning.

This made Louis's lips twitch slightly, and he felt that the concept of world consciousness wasn't so lofty after all.

Soon, the world consciousness settled Louis's debt.

This rule of death is extremely valuable, equivalent to one demon god-level life form plus four great demon-level life forms. Including the previous ones, it's just enough to pay off the debt.

If you think about it carefully, it only took a few days from incurring the debt to paying it off, and it was all paid off so quickly.

Louis took a deep breath and involuntarily thought of the Mysterious Lotus Platform and destiny.

A burst of good fortune guided two things, which just happened to resolve the debt. Coincidence?
It's more accurate to say it was inevitable.

Luck, how amazing! (End of Chapter)