Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

"Humans today are different from those of the past. Their technology can easily kill many superhuman species that are not too strong. Furthermore, they have mastered the power of the sun, which can kill beings like us."

“The country we live in today is one of the most powerful and largest in human history. They have established a department to oversee all supernatural species, and big cities like New York are bound to be subject to layers of oversight.”

"Whatever your purpose, Blood Ancestor, I imagine things haven't been going very smoothly in New York lately, have they?"

“I know your difficulties, that’s why I came.”

"All I need is for you to show a little sincerity and help me shield myself from fate. I have an enemy who is hunting me down."

However, Blood Ancestor remained unmoved by Dracula's words.

With her manipulated body, her blood-red eyes stared straight at Dracula.

Dracula was startled; this was not what he had expected.

This is an old-fashioned item...

The Blood Ancestor grinned, and from it emerged strange organs that could be separated, resembling tentacles, teeth, and nematodes.

"Dracula, you are too arrogant."

"waste time."

"Now, get out of this area, or you won't be able to complete Mammon's mission!"

puff puff-

A series of sounds, like bullets exploding, rang out as white nematodes shot out from the corpse, flying in all directions.

Looking at the corpses that had fallen and lost consciousness, Dracula's face was grim. He waved his hand, and a magical barrier appeared to block the nematodes.

The negotiations appear to have failed, and its plans have somewhat botched.

So what's the next step?
However, when it saw the chest area of ​​the corpse, it paused slightly. There, a clump of white nematodes was floating, wriggling slightly. It looked like some kind of vomit, enough to trigger trypophobia in someone.

Degurah pulled, and the ball of flesh flew to him. He chuckled, "Looks like it was just a warning. In reality, it's still wary of my strength and worried that I'll cause it trouble. Heh heh."

"What luck..."

Its eyes gleamed; its plan had succeeded.

It could sense that the object in its hand was faintly radiating a special power, disrupting the surrounding energy and thus affecting detection methods.

Clearly, this is the Blood Ancestor's method of concealment.

but……

Dracula's lips curled up slightly, then widened, and a fleshy, sharp tentacle, as thick as the Blood Ancestor had just possessed, suddenly emerged from his mouth, accurately striking the medium-sized white nematode mass in his hand.

Crunchy——

As Dracula swallowed all the lumps of flesh, his eyes gleamed red, filled with joy.

All this talk about obscuring fate, all this deception, it's all bullshit! Excuses!

This is the real thing.

Its goal has never changed from beginning to end.

That is to gather all the Blood Ancestors and obtain even greater power!
Now, although there is no way to directly find out the whereabouts of the Blood Ancestor, we have obtained this special lump of flesh and can rely on the connections between the Blood Ancestors.

Using this as a medium, he could discover the locations of other blood ancestors through the blood ancestor that had been devoured within his body.

Gululu...

The white nematode was swallowed, and strands of power belonging to the Seventh Blood Ancestor were transformed into his heart. The Blood Ancestor, who had been imprisoned, devoured, and asleep, stirred slightly.

Dracula reacted immediately.

It looked down in surprise.

"I never expected it to be right here..."

"Really, it came to me without any effort at all..."

It revealed a greedy, maniacal laugh.

……

In a company in New York.

The company was completely dark, as if the power had been turned off, and billionaire Palmer was kneeling in front of a tall figure.

The tall figure was over two meters tall, dressed in a black robe, and exuded a strong stench of blood.

It is the Seventh Blood Ancestor.

He is also the most unique and powerful of the seven Blood Ancestors.

Now, it is thinking about a problem.

He just taught that bastard a small lesson.

That damned bastard actually thought it was an old relic, spouting nonsense and claiming it knew nothing.

But in fact.

It has been active among humankind for thousands of years, awakening in every era and gradually regaining its power. The last time it awakened was during the period from World War I to World War II.

Since waking up, I've been learning about this era for the past few months.

Therefore, it understood everything Dracula said.

Therefore, it taught Dracula a lesson, but because the opponent was powerful and its own strength had not fully recovered, it gave him a sweet treat in the end.

This is a fairly reasonable approach.

However, for some reason, it always felt a little uneasy.

"Palmer."

"Blood Ancestor, what do you want me to do?" Palmer, who was kneeling on the ground, quickly raised his head and asked.

This guy was originally one of the people who tried to stop him, but in order to achieve immortality, he became his lackey.

Although it lacks great strength and courage, its identity in the human world is very useful.

"Continue to intensify infiltration efforts. Also, use official resources to monitor Dracula for me. If necessary, you can leak information about Dracula to the Administration."

The Seventh Blood Ancestor said this.

No matter what Dracula is planning, it's always good to be on guard.

It's not too late to make a decision after I've recovered.

Upon hearing this, Palmer immediately nodded in agreement.

At this time.

The Seventh Blood Ancestor frowned slightly.

Its premonition returned; its intuition told it that the unfilial descendant was coming after it...

Because it was a hybrid, it didn't have the same ability to infect as other vampires, but it wasn't under its own mental control, and its physical abilities were also excellent. For the past thousand years, it had been trying to pull the other party back into the vampire camp.

Unfortunately, it seems unlikely that killing the other person's lover in the human world would be possible...

"Palmer."

"Lord Blood Ancestor?"

"No, never mind, you can go now."

"Yes." Palmer scratched his head in confusion and stepped back.

Subsequently, through spiritual connection, Blood Ancestor contacted its greatest helper, its right-hand man, an officer who had been the commander of a concentration camp a hundred years ago.

And for the past century, it has been the second-in-command of its vampire forces—Told.

Soon, after finishing the communication, it turned around, and inside its body, a blood-red nematode wriggled slightly, sometimes growing larger and sometimes smaller, sucking up the large amount of blood in front of it.

……

airport.

A man with slightly pale skin, pointed ears, and wearing a black hooded jacket got off the plane. His nose twitched slightly, and his eyes showed disgust.

"So you really came here, to this... densely populated international metropolis."

Meanwhile, at the other end of the airport.

A middle-aged man, dressed in tattered clothes and wearing a black hat, looking extremely haggard, walked slowly forward. His eyes were fixed on New York, and he murmured to himself, "Dracula, I've come to find you."

The next second, he vaguely saw wolf fur growing inside his nose, and a powerful sense of smell appeared. He twitched his nose slightly and looked sharply towards the other side of the airport.

"The stench of vampires!" A silver blade instantly flashed from his body, and he ran towards the direction with lightning speed. With a slight acceleration, he overtook the car, leaving everyone around him stunned.

"Wow, I knew it! What they said in the movies is true. The government must be doing some kind of human experimentation..."

"What's that? Did you get a picture of it?"

"Wow! Look! It's trending on browsers!"

"A superhuman has appeared on the streets of New York, outspeeding cars..."

"..."

In 2001, the information revolution of computers had already begun in the United States, and the flow of information on the internet had become increasingly advanced.

Within minutes, it began to dominate trending topics and headlines, with major media outlets rushing to report on it.

Meanwhile, the people in the management bureau also found out.

Washington.

boom!
Robert glared angrily at his men. "Contact the tech department immediately and delete all these messages!"

"But, Chief, won't this make them even more suspicious that it's true...?"

"If there's no video, it's fake. No, even if there is a video, it's still fake. Also, put on the skin of a 'Fo Bole' and warn those media outlets not to cause trouble."

"Also, find a few Hollywood stars and see if you can create some kind of scandal involving infidelity or something, to quell this storm. In short, use everyone you can!"

Seeing the furious Robert, his men had no choice but to obey and hurriedly ran down to get to work.

Robert lay back in the chair and took a deep breath.

"What a mess, it's getting more and more chaotic, it's so difficult..."

Things have become increasingly chaotic in recent years, with one strange phenomenon after another appearing frequently. If it weren't for the deep foundation of the Bureau, America would have been in chaos long ago.

As for the rest of the world, things aren't much better.

"When will the second part of God's plan be finished? We don't have enough manpower."

Robert rubbed his temples, his head aching. "Fine, let's just increase recruitment efforts to tide us over for now."

"This is not something a human can do. Why am I so unlucky to have happened to be in the darkest hour? I need to find Director Smith."

beep-

Robert sighed as the call went unanswered.

A sense of pent-up emotions filled my heart.

He only smiled when he looked at the family photo on the table. "As long as I have family, I can get through everything. Keep going."

"come on!"

……

Over New York.

What no one knows is...

A figure stood in the air, enveloped in golden light, so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at him.

Louis stood with his hands behind his back, gazing down.

He had just arrived and found Freddy and the others without any trouble. After all, he had personally sent Freddy away, so he must have had his own backup plan.

However, he did not rush to reveal himself.

Ideally, we should delay taking down Mammon and the like without exposing ourselves.

and so.

Beneath Louis' feet, invisible ripples spread outwards in all directions from him, like ripples on a river.

And continuously.

"Setting up a temporary, simple array under one's feet, combined with the Circular Light Technique and divine power for cover, would be a pretty good method for large-scale detection."

The divine power conceals the traces, making it impossible for the opponent to detect unless they are of the same level and skilled in this art.

This is the true value of a battle formation.

Moreover, due to the array and Louis's personal Yang God power, the effective range of this detection method is extremely large, enough to cover the entire New York and surrounding areas.

Therefore, now, everything is laid bare before him.

New York has no secrets.

The reason he did this was to have everything under his control.

Just like playing Go, only those who are in a superior position, who can manipulate fate, and who know all the information before them can act as players and control the winds and clouds.

And Louis is now evolving in that direction.

However, becoming a true chess player is something for the future; my current skill level is still lacking.

Suppressing these thoughts, Louis's eyes gleamed, his hands were constantly calculating, and numerous ripples flowed beneath his feet.

Subsequently.

Louis saw a lot.

He saw that Freddy and Dracula each had their own ulterior motives.

He saw Freddy carrying the Book of the Dead to an abandoned morgue in the suburbs.

He witnessed Dracula's conversation with the Blood Ancestor, as well as Dracula's strange behavior.

He saw the hiding place of the Blood Ancestor and all the words it had spoken.

He saw the trending topics on the internet.

Of course, he also saw two "people" at the airport whose fates were somewhat similar.

"Heh, Van Helsing and Quinlan both have a grudge against vampires, but they also have an inextricable connection with them. They are both hunting down powerful vampires and becoming vampire hunters."

"interesting."

Louis's eyes gleamed as he watched the two men who had started fighting with amusement.

Within sight.

Quinlan, who was chasing Blood Ancestor, and Van Helsing, who was chasing Dracula, were already locked in combat. Van Helsing drew his silver sword, while Quinlan skillfully used modern weapons.

Both were highly skilled in martial arts, and they fought back and forth in the street, causing chaos and destruction.

People around were also filming and taking photos.

Soon, the two stormed into an abandoned building.

"Not bad, this is interesting."

“If possible, taking him as an apostle would be a good idea, but Van Helsing…”

"According to the movie, wasn't he the reincarnation of Gabriel? How come he's like this now..."

"Moreover, in Hellblazer, Gabriel and Mammon conspired together, so what about Van Helsing?"

Louis focused his attention primarily on Van Helsing, a man who had lived for over a hundred years and was now a werewolf hunting down Dracula.

The formation was slightly adjusted.

The circular light technique began to condense and its angle was adjusted.

soon.

Louis's gaze fell upon Van Helsing's body, carefully observing his soul.

At the same time, due to the excessive concentration, the gaze also pierced directly underground, revealing the scene below.

Louis's eyes twitched slightly.

A gut feeling arose within him, telling him that if he continued like this, he would attract attention!
Without a word, a phantom lotus platform appeared beneath Louis's feet, protecting him, and a strong aura began to enhance and deduce his destiny.

really.

As soon as the lotus platform appeared, the feeling of being noticed instantly diminished, clearly having had an effect.

Luck can indeed have a shielding effect.

However, Louis was not in the mood to think about this little trick at the moment.

His expression was very solemn. (End of Chapter)