Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

The pseudo-demon king Baal with a frog's head, the demon god Inbos with goose feet, rabbit tail, and lion's head, the ragged old man Agares who leads a crocodile and holds a crow, and other demon gods, all sat upright in the head positions.

Below them was a group of great demons. Compared to the demon gods, they were all extremely chaotic, engaging in public intercourse, fighting and killing each other, playing guessing games, and doing all sorts of other things.

The entire hall was filled with demonic energy and chaos.

Mammon on the throne ignored this.

Already used to it.

They can become demons, mostly because they are true to their own desires, right?
Isn't it normal to do something now?

To win over these guys, He would often hold banquets so everyone could have fun together.

However, important matters need to be addressed now.

Mammon glanced at him.

With a slight movement of the Great Sin Authority, a powerful pressure emanating from the depths of the soul permeated the entire hall. All the demons were startled, stopped what they were doing, and turned to look at Him.

Mammon didn't mince words and announced directly, "We've found a suitable candidate, but someone is stopping us. Those demons might not be able to withstand it."

Baal immediately asked, "Your Majesty, who is it?"

The great demons below also shouted, "Yeah, who is it?"

"Our plan is finally about to begin."

"Who is it? Let me go and take his soul to light a lamp!"

"..."

Mammon, seated on his throne, spoke calmly: "The subordinates of that new god."

!!!

The entire hall fell silent instantly.

All the great demons fell silent at this moment, looking at each other in bewilderment. Finally, they all turned their gaze to Valak, who had remained silent all along.

Those eyes seemed to be filled with...pity.

It's hard to imagine that a group of great demons would so openly show mercy to a demon god, but it has happened.

Valak, who had been silent all along, quickly flushed red, but he didn't know what to say.

He had failed several times in a row against the new god, and the last time he even lost all his wealth. He was the unluckiest of the unluckiest.

I have absolutely no confidence to speak now!

At this moment, Valak's hatred grew even stronger.

He vowed that once Mammon's plan succeeded and the gates of hell were opened, He would be the first to rush out and lead the charge, determined to kill that damned new god!

Mammon, sitting on the throne, coughed, thus rescuing Varak from the predicament.

“The new god is hindering us, but right now he is just one of His men. I’m not sure if He has already noticed anything.”

In Persia stood up and replied, "Your Majesty, my divination cannot detect any clues about the other party."

Astaroth nodded, "Me too."

The two demon gods who were skilled in fate, especially one of whom was a pseudo-demon king on par with Baal, had both said so, so they must be unable to see anything. The great demons below looked at each other in bewilderment, and finally could only turn their gaze to Mammon.

Mammon remained in a state of wisdom, his eyes gleaming with greedy intelligence.

"Never mind all that. Next, I'm willing to pay a price to send a demon god over to lead the capture. Who among you... is willing?"

!!!

The demons were terrified.

No one expected that Mammon would actually pay a price to let the demon god pass by.

The price... will probably be high.

Even Barkhaastarus's pupils dilated. Then, Barkhaastarus immediately turned his head and stared intently at Mammon, his meaning clear.

Of all the demons, Baal had the strongest ambition.

He was originally the chief god of the Canaanite pantheon, a member of the benevolent gods, but he never defeated God... well, the truth is he never even defeated Michael, one of His subordinates.

As a result, the victor becomes king and the loser is condemned, thus falling into hell.

But He was never satisfied and wanted to return to the mortal world to rebuild the pantheon. For this reason, He had been working hard in Hell all these years, from a supreme god to a pseudo-demon king.

Even the power of the pseudo-Demon King was insufficient.

Not to mention God, who is probably far above the Demon King, even Michael is no match for Him!

Therefore, He agreed to Mammon's plan to become His subordinate, all for the sake of entering the world, where He would seize a large number of divine offices and then reverse His position.

Ascend to the throne of God King!

Only in this way can He have the opportunity to rebuild the pantheon and even take revenge on Michael, His second greatest enemy...

Now, the advantages of being the first to enter the real world are enormous!

Thinking of this, Baal's gaze toward Mammon grew even more intense.

Despite Baal's burning gaze, Mammon remained calm.

Mammon knew Baal's plan; yes, He knew.

But He didn't care. After all, if He didn't offer some incentives, why would a pseudo-demon king like Baal work for Him? Besides, becoming a demon king/god king isn't so easy. Seizing divine office... reversing one's position... heh.

Therefore, Baal is actually a very useful piece. Compared to Him, the one who is truly worth noting is...

Mammon glanced almost imperceptibly at Astaroth.

Like Baal, Astaroth was a false demon king of the South and one of the Four Pillars of Supremacy. His joining was problematic from the start. Mammon’s authority of sin told him that Astaroth’s purpose was different from Baal’s!
and.

He remembered that Astaroth used to seem to be very close to Belial, the Demon Lord of Sloth.

Under the scorching gaze of all the demons.

Mammon turned his gaze to Baal.

"Baal, it's you."

Baal's frog-like eyes widened instantly. He bowed to Mammon and, for the first time, expressed his sincere gratitude, "Thank you, Your Majesty. Please give us your instructions."

Mammon nodded.

"To ensure the success of this mission and to prevent interference from that new god, I chose you."

To protect himself from Louis, Mammon, in his wisest state, decisively chose to send Baal over at a great cost. With Baal there, even if Louis knew His plan, he would be powerless to stop it.

After all, Baal is a fake Demon King!
"Next, I will use some of my great sin power to send you there, and I will also cover you up. As long as you do not use pseudo-demon king level power, you will not attract the attention of Heaven."

“I need you to prioritize getting that medium in this situation.”

Baal's eyes lit up with excitement. "Yes! I understand!"

But beneath his eyes, a hint of secret delight truly emerged.

Ha ha.

Once I get there, they'll just dawdle.

As a demon in the mortal world, I have a greater advantage than if I were to release all of you here. After all, although the resources left behind by the gods in the mortal world are plentiful, they are still limited.

But this time.

“There’s one more thing. Because we can’t hide it for long, you must complete the task within a certain time, or you’ll be bounced back, understand?” Mammon’s voice instantly shattered Baal’s little scheme.

Damn it, Mammon, now in his sane state, is definitely not easy to fool...

Baal lowered his head: "Okay, I'll catch him as soon as possible."

Mammon glanced at Baal, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

Heh, who doesn't know that fallen demons are the most dishonest and untrustworthy? If I don't set some restrictions for you, then I'm just a demon king for nothing!

“Alright, Astaroth, I need your help with this matter.” Mammon turned his gaze to the silent Astaroth. Astaroth was taken aback, looking bewildered. “Your Majesty Mammon, how can I help?”

"Hehe, your spatial abilities are the strongest besides God and that guy. Even I and the other demon kings are only on par with you. Now, sending Baal to the mortal world will naturally require your help."

Mammon stared at Him menacingly.

Astaroth inwardly groaned. When he came today, His magic warned him that his arrival was ominous. He knew then that something bad was going to happen, but there was nothing he could do. After all, the other party was the Demon King, and he had no room to refuse.

Moreover, they need Him to continue mingling with Mammon's side...

So He finally came, just as expected!

Astaroth forced a smile. "Please speak plainly, Your Majesty."

"I need you to give up a portion of your essence to assist me!" Mammon said directly.

!!!

The other demons all stared wide-eyed.

Are you playing this high?!

Astaroth's blond old face was now ashen.

If one loses their source, it is easy to lose the favor of the will of hell and fall in rank!

Falling in rank and losing strength in a place like Hell carries enormous risks. Now, you want to do things yourself, but you expect me to pay such a high price?!

Even the Demon King cannot...

Mammon glanced at him.

In an instant.

As if the world were in a daze, countless gold and silver treasures, magical materials, rare souls and so on poured out of the ground and submerged Him. He was immersed in an ocean of joy, and even his hands and feet began to melt unconsciously, merging with the "wealth".

Until only the head remained of the body.

His crocodiles and crows suddenly roared!
boom! ! !
Astaroth kowtowed violently, shattering the ground as he felt the strange sensations throughout his body, his eyes filled with horror.

A single glance... just a single glance...

Finally, He spoke.

"As ordered."

Mammon nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright, let's get started now without further ado."

Having said that, Mammon began to mobilize the power of sin. The will of hell trembled slightly, and wisps of sin power gathered before Mammon.

The power of the Great Sin was a dark purple color, seemingly present yet absent, as if it would vanish in the next second.

Baal's eyes revealed longing; that was the difference, the insurmountable chasm, between a false demon king and a true demon king!
If, if He could obtain the power of great sin...

At this moment, Astaroth no longer hesitated. With a roar, the crocodile beneath his feet suddenly disintegrated, turning into a ball of magic that flew into the air, radiating spatial fluctuations.

Mammon nodded.

The power of sin and magic merged, ultimately forming a silver coin mark that landed on Baal's forehead, shimmering with a faint silver light.

"Now, go and complete my mission!"

Baal responded and eagerly began to use the power, his forehead flashing with silver light.

next second.

His figure vanished without a trace.

Mammon nodded slightly, his eyes deep: "It's a success. Now, let's hope nothing unexpected happens to Him."

The great demons below cheered and jumped for joy.

But this time.

Mammon turned his gaze to them. "We've all taken action for this. Now, it's your turn."

???

"Your Majesty, I wonder, how can we, the great demons, possibly help with this matter?" one of the great demons asked.

“Now let’s build the gates of hell together.” Mammon directly stated his other purpose in summoning them.

These great demons looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Your Majesty, isn't it a bit too early?"

"It's getting late. I believe Baal will soon complete my task, so... you're unwilling?"

Mammon stared at them with terrifying eyes, and in an instant, they experienced something similar to what Astaroth had.

Bang bang bang! !

Three explosions followed in quick succession.

Three great demons have died!

Only three triangular crystal-like hellish dimensional material remained in place.

The great demons who had regained consciousness looked horrified.

"Ha, if you can't even withstand this little bit of pressure, you'll probably lose your life building the gates of hell. Useless."

"Now, do you agree?"

Mammon turned his gaze to all the great demons and the few demon gods.

All the great demons hurriedly agreed, and even a few demon gods nodded with grim expressions, not daring to object.

Subsequently, the demon gods, including Inbos and Valak, led the great demons out of the palace and into a magical space created by the many demon laborers behind the Mammon Temple.

This magical space is a naturally formed space in Hell, which was later discovered and modified by Mammon. Here, it is possible to isolate oneself from the prying eyes of other beings in Hell.

Pandemonium was originally built under Mammon's supervision, so some of its spaces and buildings are known only to Him. Now, they're coming in handy.

Demons and great demons entered it.

Just as they were preparing to begin building the gates of hell, Astaroth was not left inside the Temple of Mammon, but was instead left behind.

Having lost a portion of his essence, resulting in an incomplete body and on the verge of falling to the pseudo-Demon King level, Astaroth looked at Mammon with a pale face, "Is there anything else, Your Majesty?"

“I know who’s behind you. Now, tell me the truth, what do you want to do? What is your purpose?” Mammon went straight to the point.

!!!

Astaroth's pupils constricted.

There was no retort.

Since Mammon has asked this question, there's no room for hiding anything.

After a brief silence, he said, "Your Majesty Mammon, His Majesty Belial, like you, also wants to go to the mortal world. As for me... I just want to go back for revenge."

At this point, Astaroth's face turned ferocious, and he no longer concealed it.

"I was originally just an ordinary goddess of life, but I was forced to fall into depravity and even undergo gender reassignment surgery, becoming what I am now. I must go back and take revenge!"

Mammon's eyes remained completely unmoved.

In His Wise State, He only believed half of Astaroth's words, or rather, this was probably only part of the reason why Astaroth wanted to go to the mortal world.

But Belial...

Sure enough, behind this guy is Belial, who seems lazy but is actually the most insidious one!
However, this seems to be a good thing?
A hint of ambiguity flashed in Mammon's eyes. He then ignored Astaroth, who was still complaining, snapped his fingers, and the next second, he turned his gaze to one side of the hall.

"Perhaps we can cooperate."

"Right, Belial?" (End of Chapter)