Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Inside a toilet.

The man, who had just been chatting and laughing with his colleagues, arrived here. Seeing that no one was around, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. A thin, white thread-like worm emerged from his eyeball and was wriggling in the air, its body resembling a maggot.

The man grabbed his eyes with his hand and pulled out something that looked like a contact lens, revealing his blood-red eyes.

Those eyes were completely bloodshot, from the whites to the pupils, definitely not a human disease like conjunctivitis.

Rather, it's some other, more unusual situation.

He licked his sharp teeth. "Phew~ It feels so much better to relax. When will I be able to stop hiding?"

Suddenly he heard someone calling his name from outside.

The next second, *gurgle gurgle*
The teeth shrank, the nematodes disappeared, and eyeball movement resumed.

In the blink of an eye, he became a "normal person".

"We're here! Let's drink our fill tonight!"

Such scenes appeared coincidentally in various districts and social classes of New York, including lower-level community leaders, mid-level officials, and upper-level capitalists and bureaucrats...

Clearly, after a long period of effort, this city has been corrupted by the Blood Ancestor.

As for what it was going to do, the citizens of New York soon found out.

……

boom!
Smash a vampire's head.

Quinlan and Van Helsing looked at the tall building together.

"This is the most information I have. This is the territory of a big merchant named Palmer. According to a hint from an old friend of mine, the Blood Ancestor is most likely here."

“I can already smell it.” Van Helsing grinned and pounced on it instantly.

The security guards nearby immediately drew their batons, asking, "Who are you?"

Before he could finish speaking, Van Helsing knocked him to the ground and rushed inside like a gust of wind.

Quinlan smiled, drew his silver longsword, and followed. With his agile skills, he could barely keep up with Van Helsing's pace. Along the way, the security guards were no match for them, and some of the disguised vampires were even directly cut down, causing everyone to be terrified.

Putting everything else aside, it's incredibly fast; we're almost at the top floor.

However, this resulted in the emergency hotline being overwhelmed with calls, and this unusual situation, along with the unusual fight between the two at the airport, was all reported to the management bureau.

The danger level and handling priority jumped instantly.

When they arrived at the top floor.

Only a dozen or so bodyguards with guns remained, and in an instant, they opened fire on the door—bang bang bang!

Fire is shining.

The scorching bullets ripped through the air, possessing enough power to tear apart the intestines of carbon-based lifeforms, yet the two easily dodged them. Before the bodyguards could react, a black shadow flashed past, instantly passing through the barrage of metal bullets and arriving in front of them.

With a swift slash of its sharp claws.

Puff puff! !

More than a dozen "fountains" splashed onto the ceiling, leaving streaks of bright red marks.

But when they chased after them...

A blood-red "flesh worm" blocked the way. Its thick body, like a muddy maggot, clung to the surrounding walls, and its head was a man's skull, baring its fangs and staring at them.

"Troublesome," Van Helsing said impatiently.

next second.

Golden bullets were fired.

Bang bang bang!
Three in a row, seemingly imbued with some kind of divine power, instantly burned three large holes in the monster's sticky flesh, from which yellow grease even oozed out and slid down the stairs.

Before it could heal itself, the sacred flames reduced it to ashes.

"go!"

Van Helsing said something and chased after them again. This time, instead of continuing down the stairs, he jumped and fell through the gap in the middle of the stairs.

Quinlan was dumbfounded. Both the terrifying golden bullet he had just seen and Van Helsing's outrageous actions had broadened his horizons.

Inside that "flesh worm", he sensed a portion of the white blood of the Blood Ancestor and others. That was a super regenerative power that could bring someone back to full health. How could someone with such power die like that?
Recalling the confrontation when the other side had pointed this gun at him, a cold sweat, seemingly nonexistent, appeared on his forehead.

He suddenly realized that compared to this guy, his own strength was nothing.

Shake his head.

He quickly followed, hesitated for a moment, and then imitated the other person by making a jump using the shortest straight line between two points.

Whoosh! !

And at this time.

Palmer and Blood Ancestor have arrived at the foot of the building.

Palmer was in a hurry to drive off, but at that moment, the towering Blood Ancestor suddenly said, "Go, stop them."

???

So fast? How is that possible!

Before he could think any further, the Blood Ancestor had already spread his wings and disappeared.

Palmer was left alone to face the two pursuers.

There's not much to say. Palmer was killed by Quinlan with a single blow, while Van Helsing didn't stop the whole time and was getting further and further away.

Suddenly it raised its head, stretched its neck, and roared, "Awooo!!"

A melodious and ethereal wolf howl suddenly rang out.

next second.

A werewolf, three meters tall with thick joints, appeared on the spot. With a single leap, it jumped dozens of meters, and with a running start, it leaped over a hundred meters! Two hundred meters!

The speed is incredible.

The Blood Ancestor, flying through the air, frowned as he sensed the small black dot chasing after him—a powerful werewolf with black fur!

"Something's not right. Who is this? Have I ever messed with a werewolf with black fur?"

"No, we're going to be caught up. Damn it, we have to start early."

"Hopefully, this won't affect the final outcome."

The next second, it gritted its teeth.

A peculiar wave spread throughout New York City.

As the Blood Ancestor, and the most unique of the Seven Ancestors, it can freely manipulate and control its offspring, and its business units can even infiltrate back into human society.

During this time in New York, besides manufacturing inferior products, its main business was creating elites to infiltrate human society and control human politicians.

Now, the objective has been partially achieved.

Unfortunately, we have to start today ahead of schedule.

next second.

Influenced by the Blood Ancestor, many people in various parts of New York stopped what they were doing and lowered their heads.

When their companions were curious and waited to give it a push.

A monster with sharp teeth and blood-red eyes would bite through their necks and pounce on the next prey. The victims, on the other hand, would have a tiny white nematode burrow into their bodies, and soon after, they would stand up again and join the "carnival".

And this is happening all over New York!

Cries, gunshots, and roars mingled together, filling the air.

New York City descended into utter chaos in an instant.

This chaos successfully affected Van Helsing's pursuit. He began to be blocked by a large number of vampires. No matter how fast he killed, there would always be a continuous stream of vampires coming. It was like a zombie horde in an apocalyptic movie.

The crowd surged, hissing and screaming filled the air, dark red bloodstains mixed with human remains, and a strange stench of blood filled the air.

For a moment, Van Helsing almost thought he had been transported back to the battle to suppress Dracula over a hundred years ago. He was forced to stop when he heard children crying.

I watched helplessly as the black dot gradually disappeared into the horizon.

"Fake!"

Van Helsing begins to cleanse the city of vampires, but this is only a drop in the ocean.

Even if Kunlan comes, it will be the same.

Any one of their strikes could kill a vampire, but the next second new vampires would surge in to fill the gap, completely surrounding the area.

"This won't do! New York has nearly ten million people; we'll drown!"

"We have to find that guy!"

"Follow me, I know another place it might go!" Kunlan took the lead, slashing and hacking his way through a path towards a certain location, which was an abandoned subway entrance.

Van Helsing, holding the child, kicked the vampire away and followed.

……

The unrest it triggered is spreading rapidly throughout New York City. The vampires are infecting people at an alarming rate, almost like a rare disease.

In fact, this can indeed be considered a special kind of virus.

The New York Centers for Disease Control and Prevention has identified the white nematodes in the nematodes and their high infectivity, issuing a warning to the public.

Such a big commotion naturally attracted attention from all sides.

For example, the Church of Apocalypse, the Catholic Church, the Administration Bureau, the U.S. government, and so on.

The U.S. government, in particular, is overwhelmed with calls to the administration!
The president's roar could be heard throughout the entire White House.

However, the Bureau's behavior seemed strange.

Unexpectedly slow.

Only after asking did I learn that they had lost their supreme commander.

Neither Director Smith nor Director Robert had been heard from. The fact that they were able to take action was the result of the spontaneous efforts of the rest of the upper echelons.

As for where the two top leaders are now?
No one knows.

……

the other side.

After Van Helsing placed the child in an enclosed space, he followed Quinlan from the subway entrance into the deeper underground.

"Where am I? I need to know more."

As Quinlan walked, he explained, "The Bloodworm Vampires have some very peculiar characteristics. The seven progenitors are not all monolithic, or rather, quite the opposite."

"Besides being afraid of silver and flowing water, each progenitor has a major weakness: their birthplace. In reality, it's simply the place where the Blood Angels fell and their bodies landed. These birthplaces are crucial to their lives. The destruction of the land means the death of the progenitor. This is the most thorough way to kill a progenitor."

"Once the progenitor dies, all his descendants will also die. In addition, there are other relationships among the seven progenitors that I am unaware of. The only thing that is certain is that at least three of the other progenitors are not on the same path as the Blood Ancestor, and can even be said to be the side that suppresses the Blood Ancestor."

"Now……"

“Kunlan, we didn’t ask you to reveal these secrets.” A deep, hoarse voice rang out.

Quinlan stopped in his tracks. Van Helsing looked up and saw a large basement containing a huge, blood-red cocoon. The voice was coming from inside.

"Ancestor, this is all your fault."

Kunlan strode in and began to berate, "If it weren't for your indulgence, how could it have survived until now and caused so much trouble? Do you know what's going on up there? There are nearly ten million people under threat up there right now!"

"This was all the work of the Blood Ancestor. You all share in the sins it committed!"

The voices inside fell silent.

After a while.

"Why did you bring a werewolf with you?"

"Find the Blood Ancestor and tell me where he is now!"

“You know, it’s the most special one among us; we can’t sense its location.”

"hehe."

Kunlan suddenly let out a sneer.

"Stop trying to fool me. Do you think I don't know your situation? Only that arrogant Blood Ancestor would actually think he's special. You've been playing him from the very beginning!"

"Let it demonstrate the presence of the vampires and test the danger level of the capital. Isn't this all part of your plan?"

Now, tell me, where is it?

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere became tense.

"I don't understand. Since you guessed what we were thinking, why did you dare to say it out loud?"

The voice rang out again, but this time it was much more sinister.

“Yes, are you already so impatient that your hatred for the Blood Ancestor has overwhelmed your reason?” another voice said.

"Heh heh, no matter what, you're all going to die here today," the last voice said.

Kunlan smiled and took a big step back!
???

Van Helsing looked at Quinlan, who had just been loudly rebuking him, with slight astonishment. Quinlan had now come up behind him and raised his chin, seemingly signaling him to come forward.
"Why do you think I dare to say these things now? It's all because you're here. Keep it up." Quinlan patted Van Helsing on the shoulder.

Van Helsing's lips twitched, but he didn't have time to speak.

A giant, blood-red tentacle, five meters thick, emerged from the blood cocoon and attacked directly, bringing with it a strong gust of wind.

Caracalla...

"died?"

"No, no, wait, what's with this werewolf?"

"Divine power?! Gods? The Church?!"

"not good!"

Whoosh!
Black claws sliced ​​through the blood, and the enormous werewolf let out a terrifying roar.

A battle between werewolves and the progenitors of vampires is about to begin.

Available in the next second.

"and many more!"

"We will tell you the location of the Blood Ancestor."

The voice from the blood cocoon suddenly spoke, and Van Helsing and Quinlan both stopped in their tracks, staring at each other in astonishment.

"Don't be surprised. You know those secrets are actually dispensable. Blood Ancestor himself also knows them. So, since you have great strength, we don't need to fight you over this not-so-secret secret."

"Furthermore, don't be too impulsive. If you fight us here, whether you win or lose is another matter. But if you really defeat us, will you still have the strength to deal with the Blood Ancestor?"

"The situation in human society above must be quite critical by now."

"People always have to weigh the pros and cons, and now, the choice is in your hands."

"Please think about it carefully."

The two looked at each other.

Subsequently.

"Okay, I agree. Now tell me the location of the Blood Ancestor."

"It is..." (End of Chapter)