Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Van Helsing restrained Quinlan, who slumped weakly to the ground, glaring resentfully at the Blood Ancestor.

He then looked at Van Helsing, "Where's Dracula?"

Van Helsing gestured to look to the side, where Khorne was pressing Dracula down on the ground with one claw.

Kunlan instantly realized that the situation had changed drastically. Dracula and the Blood Ancestor were both prey of that being, and it was not something they could control.

He looked at Van Helsing, whose eyes conveyed the same meaning, and then the two of them looked up at the sky together.

The phantom image in the sky has gradually dissipated.

Louis also set his sights on Los Angeles, where Constantine had been spending more than half a year with the local Church of Apocalypse, searching for the sisters.

After a burst of power was projected onto him, Louis's figure began to slowly disappear.

Just as it vanished, a golden rain of light fell.

Raindrops fell across New York, healing the wounds of every injured person and easing their pain and sorrow. Even more so, in full view of everyone, pale white souls flew out of the bodies, smiling and waving to those they cherished in life, before drifting into the sky.

For a while.

White light spots surged upstream like a torrent, intersecting with the golden rain of light.

The colors of gold and white combine to create a stunning picture at this moment.

The people of New York stared in disbelief at the scene, overwhelmed by a mixture of emotions: the vibrant colors, the miracle of the soul, the grief of losing loved ones, and the excitement of heaven.

Finally, without prior arrangement, they began to imitate the priests of the Church of Apocalypse and started singing the Apocalyptic hymns in a regular manner.

From that moment on, New York, the economic center of America, was completely transformed.

The battlefield.

As Louis's figure completely disappeared, a magnificent will descended, taking Dracula and the Blood Ancestor directly away, while also leaving a message for Kunlan.

Van Helsing watched Dracula disappear with resentment, his body vaguely covered in black hair and his mouth showing signs of growing sharp teeth, but in the end he did not rush over.

That magnificent and overwhelming will was warning his savagery, letting his intuition tell him that if he dared to charge forward, he would face the ultimate danger to his life...

Finally, his animalistic instincts took over, successfully shattering Van Helsing's already crumbling rationality from the continuous battles, and bringing him to a sudden stop.

As Dracula and his companion disappeared, Van Helsing exhaled a long puff of white breath from his nostrils and looked at Quinlan beside him. He knew that Quinlan, whose obsession was no less than his own, must be suffering just as the Blood Ancestor had been taken away.

However, as soon as he turned his head, he frowned, and even looked slightly surprised.

He saw that Kunlan, who should have looked dejected, was now calm—no, not calm, but rather…excited and expectant?

next to.

Khorne, having devoured all the infected under Blood Ancestor's command, shook his head, spread his wings, and prepared to leave. But the next second, he suddenly stopped and looked at Quinlan.

It smelled its owner's scent, which seemed to be...

It strode over, its fierce gaze sweeping over Van Helsing and Quinlan before quickly locking onto Quinlan. A hint of kindness flashed in its eyes, and its expression softened slightly.

"Human, it's not easy to gain a master's favor. It seems you have something special about you. How about we travel together? I can make an exception and give you a ride."

Quinlan took a deep breath, trying to calm his turbulent emotions, and bowed slightly to Khorne: "It is my honor."

???

Van Helsing, who was standing nearby, was completely confused. "Quinlan, what is this...?"

"Please wait a moment, Divine Dog, I need to say a few words to him," Kunlan said.

Khorne nodded indifferently, then turned his head to feel the vampire blood in his body, which was all highly nutritious!

After receiving permission, Quinlan looked at Van Helsing and explained the inside story to him.

Has the new god taken a liking to you?

Is it possible to go to headquarters for further training?

Could he personally kill the Blood Ancestor?
Can it continue to grow stronger?
Upon hearing this, Van Helsing's eyebrows twitched.

I never expected it to be like this. But why wasn't I chosen?
He also wanted to kill Dracula with his own hands...

A flicker of resentment crossed Van Helsing's eyes. He made his decision: he would go to Florida, to Orlando, the supposed stronghold of the new gods. Once there, he would seek an opportunity to find Dracula and then... kill him!

Quinlan frowned. Because the two were very similar, and because he had lived for over a thousand years and had a wealth of experience, he could see through Van Helsing's thoughts at a glance.

He hesitated for a moment, then warned, "You'd better not do anything rash. That person... has been watching us."

Van Helsing lowered his head and looked down.

"Really? Do you really intend to fight against a supreme god with your unknown special power?"

Van Helsing was unpredictable.

"Anyone who provokes a god will surely die. If they live, they can witness Dracula's death, but if they die, they will have nothing left."

Van Helsing remained silent.

"Moreover, you might be able to go there and ask to see Him in a relatively gentle manner, and then think of a way to exchange for the right to execute Dracula."

Van Helsing's eyes lit up.

When Van Helsing seemed to have changed his mind, Quinlan breathed a slight sigh of relief. He was afraid that Van Helsing would get carried away and use some extreme methods to seek an opportunity to kill Dracula, which would be troublesome.

Fortunately, the persuasion went well.

"Alright, I'm leaving now." Seeing that Khorne had looked up, Quinlan said this and walked towards Khorne.

Van Helsing watched as Quinlan grabbed Khorne's claws, and then Khorne flapped its wings and flew away.

Watch them leave.

Van Helsing remained motionless for a long time.

……

Orado. After returning to the Cano Group and briefly meeting with Yulen and Madison, Louis looked at the vampire duo in his hands, who seemed trapped in a mountain of fingers.

These two guys both wanted to be the praying mantis, or even the oriole, but in the end, they both became the praying mantises.

All the scheming and plotting came to naught.

Louis's gaze swept between the two.

Dracula seems to have created some incredible magic, capable of drawing upon the essence of the progenitors; the magic circles on his body are quite bizarre.

It turned out that there was already a blood worm inside its body, and with this one, there were a total of four blood worms. No wonder it was still trying to find an opportunity even in that situation.

So it turns out they wanted the four bloodworms' essence to take away, so they could transform themselves into a demon god.

However, it has now become a delusion.

As for that Blood Ancestor guy...

boom!
Blood Ancestor was instantly dizzy and disoriented, which made Dracula beside him extremely nervous.

Louis's eyes flickered slightly, and he began to forcibly read the Blood Ancestor's memories.

buzzing-

Fragments of memories began to flash before my eyes.

Even though thousands of years of memories, most of which were dormant, were still a considerable amount, Louis quickly reviewed them and learned the whole story.

"I didn't expect you to be such a special breed." "Birthplace... Blood Angels... suppressed by the gods for a thousand years..."

According to the Blood Ancestor's memories, as long as the other progenitors are killed and it becomes the sole progenitor, it will naturally be promoted, regain its angelic status, and become the new Blood Angel.

"Hehe, luckily you acted early, otherwise the two of you would have actually formed a partnership without even realizing it."

One kills the progenitor to absorb the essence and transform into the Blood Demon God, while the other clears the position to evolve into the Blood Angel. The two can complement each other perfectly, and the success rate is not low.

But Khorne happened to break through their defenses, and Khorne then drew his attention to this side.

It all seemed like a coincidence.

"The way of destiny is truly mysterious."

With that in mind, Louis copied Dracula's memories in the same way.

Learn the magic circle it developed on its own.

"Blood Demon God? Khorne is not bad as one."

chuckled.

Divine power surged forth.

In the palm of his hand, Dracula, who was still in a panic with Blood Ancestor, suddenly froze.

Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang bang!

My heart is pounding, and it's pounding like crazy!

"Uh ah ah ah -"

puff puff-

Four thick, blood-red nematodes brazenly pierced Dracula's heart—no, they ripped open his chest!

It just emerged like that, four blood-red nematodes that looked like tentacles waving in mid-air, giving people a subtle sense of nausea.

But Dracula seemed to have lost the most precious thing in his life, and began to reach out shakily to press the four bloodworms back in.

But it's no use.

puff!

Four bloodworms pierced through its palm and flew straight up into the sky.

As soon as the four bloodworms left, Dracula's chest injury began to heal at a slower pace, and even the powerful oppressive aura dissipated. Clearly, he had been reduced to his original form.

The Blood Ancestor beside him stared in disbelief at the scene.

It recognized it, of course; it was the same ancestor as itself. But how could it be inside Dracula's body? That's impossible!

The Bloodworm Clan is strictly forbidden from parasitizing other vampires, and even other mystical races or figures must think twice before attempting to parasitize them.

Moreover, if it really was parasitic, then why would Dracula be the one in charge?

Wait, this chaotic battle... Damn it! Dracula, you want to be the one who suffers the consequences?

Blood Ancestor was filled with questions.

But it's no use figuring all this out now, the bloodworms have already gone up.

With this thought in mind, Blood Ancestor looked at Dracula, who was lying on the ground with his chest cut open, with a sinister gaze, and slowly walked over.

……

Four blood-red worms of varying thickness wriggled slightly in front of Louis, occasionally elongating their bodies and twisting them as if performing acrobatics, or suddenly thrusting out like bullets...

Louis's eyes gleamed with gold, a result of divine calculation.

While calculating the characteristics and deep secrets of these four things, they also deduced the location of the last two bloodworms by following the connections between them.

Some results came in quickly.

This thing still possesses consciousness, the consciousness of those four progenitors, but it is very immature and direct, as if its intelligence has declined. It has super regenerative abilities, bullet-like burst speed and lethality, and can survive independently, but it is still far inferior to when it had a host body, and it can't even speak.

Their genetic structure is not much different from that of ordinary nematodes. The only suspicious point is that their blood is very strange. It doesn't look like blood, but rather like some kind of substance that has never been seen before.

It's highly likely related to the so-called Blood Angel.

As for the final and most important part, Louis's progress in deducing other remaining clues was a bit difficult, taking an extra ten minutes to complete.

"I never imagined it would be like this. Our ancestor was actually imprisoned by the ancient Egyptians and has been kept there ever since."

As for the other one, which was also the last progenitor of the bloodworms, Louis did not find out about it, or perhaps he only found out half of it, and his exact whereabouts still required more detailed clues.

After completing all this, Louis was just about to take these things back to the moon when he received a contact from Khorne.

"Oh? You brought it with you?"

"Alright, it's fine, bring it over."

Louis made a casual scribbling.

A pitch-black spatial rift appeared, and the next second, a blood-red figure dragging a person out of it.

It was Khorne and Qumran.

Upon arrival, Khorne shook off Quinlan, who had been holding onto its leg, and trotted over to Louis, instantly transforming from a ferocious beast into a domesticated pet.

It even lay down at Louis's feet so that Louis could better pet its head.
Kunlan stared blankly at the scene.

He immediately realized what was happening and stepped forward, saying, "Great and loving God of Revelation, Quinlan pays you the highest respect and thanks you for saving nearly ten million people in New York."

"A half-vampire thanking the gods for saving humanity?" Louis suddenly asked.

Kunlan remained unfazed, his eyes unchanged. "I have always believed that I am human."

"Hehe, you are indeed human."

Louis waved his hand, and Quinlan's soul appeared. It was a human figure, without pointed ears or fangs, just a pure human.

And this figure had the same face as him.

The moment he saw it, Quinlan knew it was himself.

"The most essential thing about life is the soul. If your soul is that of a vampire, then no matter what you say, it's just a cover-up. But since you think your soul is fine and that you are human, then you are undoubtedly human!"

"Thank you." Quinlan bowed slightly to Louis, feeling touched, but she did not lose her composure. Instead, she quickly remembered the purpose of her visit.

"Your Majesty, I... that... Blood Ancestor..."

Louis smiled slightly. "So, you're willing to become my servant?"

Kunlan nodded without hesitation.

This is the deeper message left by Louis's will at that time. To put it simply, Louis took a liking to Quinlan, who possessed an extraordinary potential for spiritual will (the light of the soul).

Although Quinlan is not as spiritually brilliant as Van Helsing, he is still a very rare and promising player.

She is qualified to become a new apostle, not a fake one like Emma and the others who are just connections, but a genuine apostle of God.

Therefore, this value was enough to make Louis look at him differently, which is why he left an invitation for Quinlan. As for why he didn't invite Van Helsing, whose spiritual light shines even brighter...

He had no intention of recruiting Gabriel into his team.

Furthermore, his original intention was to let Quinlan consider it further before walking over, but Khorne brought it along the way. However, it didn't matter much; the outcome was the same. (End of Chapter)