Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

The moment Quinlan said those words.

A chill ran down his spine and through his entire body. He could sense that the man in front of him had awakened something, becoming extremely dangerous, far more dangerous than before.

Under Quinlan's strange gaze, Van Helsing grinned slightly, his canines unusually long, and a hint of wild madness flickered in his originally indifferent eyes.

"where is it?"

Instead of verifying Kunlan's words, they directly inquired about the target location.

It seems the other party is indeed a vampire hunter.

Unlike myself, who only hunts bloodworms and vampires.

A smile appeared on Kunlan's slightly pale face. "Perhaps we can cooperate."

He was the first to extend his hand.

Van Helsing glanced at him, focusing on how he seemed completely unaffected by the sunlight, and finally managed a smile.

"Yes, but..."

"I need proof, your proof."

Kunlan smiled.

As a fellow hunter, he understood the other party's intentions perfectly.

"Of course, come with me."

Unexpectedly, the two walked together at this moment, sheathing their guns and swords. Although there was a slight distance between them, to an outsider, they already appeared to be companions.

"By the way, weren't you afraid I was lying to you just now?"

"Heh, whatever. If it's fake, just kill them all," Van Helsing said casually.

Quinlan grinned. "Not bad, I'm starting to like you, you cold-blooded guy."

"hehe."

Van Helsing returned to his indifference.

In fact, what I just said was just polite talk.

First of all, he had heard of the Bloodworm Vampire over the years. Although he had never seen one in person, he knew some of its characteristics. The half-vampire had similar slight characteristics.

Secondly, it was because he sensed something was amiss as soon as he entered New York City.

Since the great war more than a hundred years ago, he has awakened special powers and become a special existence.

He is immortal, incredibly strong, physically robust, and even his intuition has become exceptionally accurate.

Over the years, he has been hunting Dracula with this extraordinary intuition.

So, from the moment he arrived in this bustling city, he felt a threat that was even stronger than before. He initially thought that Dracula had somehow recovered from his injuries and become even stronger.

But now that I've learned about this half-vampire, I realize that there's another powerful vampire here, no less powerful than Dracula.

No wonder it felt wrong; it seems I confused the two.

We need to be more careful.

Thinking this, Van Helsing walked along, his nose twitching slightly, and faintly, a few peculiar, wolf-like hairs flashed across his nose.

Van Helsing's eyelids began to twitch wildly.

He smelled it, he smelled a lot of... the scent of something different!

There are an unusually large number of oddballs in this city!
He pulled his hat down lower so that Quinlan next to him wouldn't notice.

I noticed his wide grin.

soon.

Kunlan then pledged his loyalty.

It was a "zombie" with white nematodes emerging from its eyeballs and bloody tentacles in its mouth.

The two stood in the airport, looking at each other in bewilderment.

"It seems that the Blood Ancestor is more cunning than I thought. It has probably already infiltrated this human city." Kunlan's eyes flashed with worry.

Having wandered for a thousand years, he knew all too well the methods that humans had today.

Once we truly control these humans, their technological weapons and special methods will be far too troublesome, even...

Van Helsing, on the other hand, beheaded the vampire with a single stroke, then squatted down and carefully examined the threadworms emerging from the vampire's eyeballs.

The nematode was thin and long, its white body appearing somewhat reddish, perhaps due to absorbing blood. It was also twisting in the air, attempting to revive its host.

However, Van Helsing had long since upgraded his weapons over the past century. The silver dagger and gold pistol in his hand were special items, not to mention that his own power had the ability to suppress the regeneration of life.

and so.

The nematode lost its power to continue affecting the corpse, and the corpse became a true corpse.

Van Helsing pulled the nematode out in front of Quinlan, and then the nematode hardened instantly, trying to burrow into his body.

Kunlan's eye twitched.

There was no time to think, "No, that thing..."

next second.

The nematode died instantly, its entire white, slender body now completely black. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a black wolf hair.

"Heh, I see. These vampires are quite interesting, but unfortunately, they're not as good as Cain's lineage." Van Helsing shook his head and stood up.

Kunlan hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer, "Just now, that was... wolf fur, wasn't it?"

As a vampire, powerful dynamic vision and physical abilities are fundamental, and Quinlan is an outstanding example of this, so he was certain that he had not misjudged.

Van Helsing nodded. "That's right, but so what?"

Kunlan twitched his cheek, somewhat speechless.

He had seen werewolves before, and those werewolves were usually brown and gray. He had never seen black wolf fur before, and he hadn't even realized that this guy was a werewolf!

This hidden ability...

The level of danger in Kunlan's mind rose rapidly.

"Indeed, none of that matters. So, what is my proof now?"

“Indeed, I think we can cooperate. Now, tell me what you know, of course, to show your sincerity.”

Van Helsing extended his hand for the first time, saying, "I am Van Helsing, the Holy Knight Commander of the Church, who has been hunting Dracula for over a hundred years."

Kunlan also extended his hand, "Kunlan, a direct descendant of the Blood Ancestor, has been hunting down the Blood Ancestor for over a thousand years."

Their hands clasped tightly together.

……

Just as Van Helsing and Quinlan were working closely together, preparing to launch a targeted attack on Dracula and the Blood Ancestor.

Suburbs of New York.

Freddy is experiencing a nightmare that is utterly horrific to him.

basement.

Matt, the teenager suffering from cancer, was fast asleep, his face occasionally showing some expression, but mostly joy.

In his dream.

Freddy looked at the other person with displeasure. In this old, gloomy, and dark factory area, the other person was not afraid at all, and even realized at the first moment that this was a dream.

He even laughed.

This is clearly a provocation against Freddy Krueger, the King of Nightmares!
Freddy began his actions.

Da la la... Da la la...

The sound of iron hooks scraping against the iron railings suddenly rang out in the quiet factory.

Along with it, there was also a strange, eerie feeling.

It was as if a pair of eyes were secretly watching from the shadows.

Matt paused, looked around, and without any fear, started running around the factory as if enjoying his free and healthy body.

!!!

Freddy's lips twitched slightly.

Let's just stop playing this game.

boom!
Suddenly, an explosion rang out in the factory, and children ran out in panic, with flames raging behind them.

The sounds of children crying mingled with the crackling of flames. Matt was startled, but quickly realized it was a dream.

The next second, he rushed forward without hesitation, wanting to save the child.

but……

boom!
The flames transformed into a ferocious wave, engulfing the children and rushing towards him.

Matt, however, was not afraid at all; on the contrary, he was furious.

"Fake!"

"This is my dream! I don't want tragedy to happen!"

"Life is already painful enough in reality. I finally get to have a dream, why does it have to be like this? What, do I want to die that much?"

"No, if someone dies, they die. We can't let this happen!"

Matt roared and lunged back at the flames.

Damn it? !
Freddy stared in disbelief at the scene.

No, that's not right, is it?
Shouldn't people instinctively feel fear?

No, I know now.

This guy is mentally unstable.

He wanted to dream, and he even thought he could control the dream, and that he wouldn't really die.

and so……

This time, Freddy decided to take matters into his own hands and go all out.

boom!
When Matt emerged from the flames, he was shocked to find himself in a familiar place. The factory, the flames, the children's cries—it all seemed as if they had never existed.

This place is...

Mother was preparing breakfast, father was busy tidying up the furniture, younger siblings were still sleeping in, and the house was as spacious and bright as ever. Nothing, nothing tragic had happened.

I'm back? Back to the past? Or... was it all just a dream?

Just then, his mother's call jolted Matt awake from his reverie.

He quickly went over and started calling his younger siblings to eat.

He spent the rest of the day absorbed in it.

At that moment, he couldn't tell anymore.

Is this a dream, or reality?

Everything before was a premonition that he had returned to the past.

He doesn't know, he doesn't know at all.

All he wants now is to stay at home and live a good life with his family; of course, it would be even better if he didn't have cancer.

roof.

Freddy smiled as he watched this scene; that's more like it.

You can't escape or recognize these two layers of dreams, can you?

Only by immersing oneself in the experience, blurring the lines between reality and dreams, can one overcome the fear of death and pain, and refrain from reckless actions.

Now, I can torture this resilient little cutie as I please, hehehe~
Faced with Freddy's power.

Most ordinary people cannot escape this fate, even someone as resilient as Matt is no exception. There's no way around it; his mental weakness is too obvious. If he had that weakness, the outcome would have been uncertain.

As for ordinary people, even if they don't have obvious weaknesses, they are often not in a good mental state.

just.

Freddy never imagined that this torturous game he started on a whim would be about to take a turn for the worse because of someone's appearance.

in reality.

Louis had already appeared inside the house.

He glanced at Matt in the basement and Freddy, who was causing trouble in his dream, and sneered.

A single thought arises.

A blue lotus platform, as vast as the sea, manifested from Louis's primordial spirit. As a magical artifact of the primordial spirit, merging with the primordial spirit was merely a basic operation.

Within the lotus platform, the glimmer of light that had been nurtured came to Louis's fingertip.

Point it out.

hum! !

The light spot instantly disappeared into Matt's body.

As a primordial spirit treasure, the Mysterious Water Lotus Platform integrates five world rules, or Dao principles.

Life, death, reincarnation, water, killing.

That point of light was a manifestation of the combined power of the lotus platform's reincarnation and the power of slaughter.

He used these two forces to employ a "small trick".

To seize Freddy's essence through slaughter, and to build a sturdy cage through reincarnation.

In this situation, Freddy will be unable to escape Matt's dream, and he and Matt will enter the cycle of reincarnation together, facing various trials and tribulations.

Success would be all good, but failure would result in a portion of Freddy's dream power being transferred to Matt under the influence of the killing power.

Ultimately, Freddy was entering someone else's dream.

Freddy had nowhere to run.

Louis smiled, then reached out and took a book down from the roof.

It is the Book of the Dead.

The Book of the Dead doesn't have the ability to enter dreams, so Freddy put it away, but in Louis's God-like perspective, it was completely unhidden.

The contradictory feel of being both delicate and rough, the strange, sharp white teeth that grip and seal the pages, and the black cover with terrifying patterns.

It all reveals its extraordinary nature and its terror to outsiders.

This is the authentic Book of the Dead.

A terrifying book capable of summoning the demon race of Kandaria and destroying the world.

In this complex world, whether it can destroy the world is another matter, but the Kandalarian demon is indeed special. Apart from being restrained by sunlight, it can be said to be quite powerful.

They are difficult to kill and troublesome, and can even hide and lurk.

No wonder Mammon chose to have Freddy use this book to advance the plan; it was indeed very appropriate.

Now, looking at the book here, Louis raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he remembered something. He casually swiped through space, drew a white line, and then took out a book from it.

A... horror story book.

These are items that Eulenka collected earlier, which she believed would be useful to Louis.

From "Horror Stories Told in the Dark," it is a special book that can summon monsters from horror stories.

Although it originated from a particular evil spirit, the nature of this book has changed over the decades, and it is naturally inferior to the Book of the Dead, which was made of human skin and filled with forbidden words.

But it also has another clever use.

Louis smiled as he looked at the two books.

nice one.

It can be used as a material for weapon crafting in the future.

Of course, what made Louis even happier was that with the Book of the Dead, Freddy's mission had already failed, and Mammon's second plan would have to be delayed further.

I have more free time now.

However, we cannot be careless. After all, the opponent is a demon king, and who knows what other tricks he might have up his sleeve.

I still need to deal with things here as soon as possible, then increase the expansion of my power, and then go back to the moon for seclusion. With the help of good fortune, I should be able to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm.

True strength lies in one's own capabilities.

Subsequently.

While keeping an eye on Freddy's group, Louis also kept an eye on the movements of Dracula and the Blood Ancestor's vampires in New York, making sure he could guide them.

Both sides are under his surveillance and even control.

Time passed by, little by little. (End of Chapter)