Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Constantine gave a bitter smile in response.

The meaning is self-evident.

Chase was struck dumb.

"So, so, now this is..."

Constantine explained, "I originally just set up a trigger-based magic circle that could start contacting Heaven when demons attack us, in order to put pressure on them."

Using Heaven to pressure the demons is the right thing to do, after all, there is a divine covenant. What the demons fear most in the mortal world is being discovered by Heaven. But what is happening now?
"Just in case, I also set up some other functions and contact persons."

"The function is to curse the entire church to temporarily evade attacks. This function is for dealing with great demons, but since it is a demon god who has come, I can only make contact through a magic circle."

“Besides Heaven, I also need to contact Hell and the Orlando headquarters,” Constantine said helplessly. “There’s nothing I can do. Who knows if those bastards in Heaven will even listen to me? You know, those guys have been shut down for a long time, a bunch of shut-ins.”

"So what's going on now! Why are they all here! And why are you contacting the New Gods...?"

"..."

"I didn't expect this either. Who knew they would all come? However, it seems that it's not the new god who came, but the subordinate gods of the new god. I don't know if He can withstand it."

In fact, Constantine was not telling the truth.

The connection arrays he created connected with more than three entities, including Valhalla in Norse mythology, Olympus in Greece, Takamagahara in Japan, and so on. He set up connections with every pantheon with a bit of fame, regardless of whether they were useful or not.

Fortunately, it was him, an exorcist master, skilled in magic arrays, and to some extent a magic master, who knew so many ways to communicate with the gods and was able to complete the construction of the magic array in such a short time.

It can be said that he truly deserves the title of exorcist master.

However, the effect was a bit too good; it connected all three of the most troublesome issues...

"What should we do now?"

"What can we do? Let's leave it to fate. I don't know how things will develop next either," Constantine said in a resigned tone.

This time he was telling the truth; he genuinely didn't know how the current situation would develop.

Of these four great beings, the weakest seems to be the subordinate god of the new god, but he is also a person of the new god, so who knows what methods he might use?

None of them are things that ordinary people can fathom; even he couldn't discern anything at a moment's notice.

The only thing I can do...

"Be prepared to go to the basement and take Angela away at any time," Constantine said in a low voice.

Chas, having recovered from his emotional breakdown, nodded slightly.

At this time.

Constantine's satellite phone rang with a text message: reinforcements were on their way.

"It seems we still have a chance."

Available in the next second.

The phone lost signal.

Just as Constantine was racking his brains, trying to find a way out of the chaos.

In the sky, the four beings were also completely locked in a strange standoff.

Baal looked down at the three beams of light, his eyes flashing.

"The feeling of heaven... Gabriel the birdman?"

"This is... Hell, the Demon King Beelzebub?! No, that's not right, it's Beelzebub's subordinate Abeztibub? Wasn't He sealed away in the Red Sea a long time ago? Oh, it's just a connection..."

"Hmm, this... the scent of emotion... is it a new god? Isn't there only one new god? Never mind, this guy is the weakest, not worth mentioning."

Looking at the three.

He looked at Abeztibu and said, “Look who I am.”

Abeztib, Beelzebub's most important demon, fell from heaven with him and possessed demonic power. Later, due to the War of Solomon, he was sealed in the Red Sea.

They had met once before and were acquainted. Moreover, the aura of hell emanating from Him was so strong that He should be able to persuade the other to join forces in taking down Gabriel by surprise.

He could see that this was just a connection array, summoning only a part of their consciousness.

As long as you act decisively, there is still a chance to deceive Heaven.

A ruthless glint flashed in Bal's eyes.

below.

Abeztibu was somewhat confused. He had been trapped in the Red Sea, but suddenly felt a suction force and followed it. He never expected that his consciousness would descend to the outside world.

Upon hearing Baal's voice, he looked up, his pupils constricted, and the single wing behind him flapped repeatedly.

The victor of Solomon's War, one of the Four Pillars of Heaven, how did He end up here, etc...?

The brain quickly grasps the current situation.

next moment.

Barr and Abeztibu made their moves simultaneously.

They attacked the figure that shimmered with white light and whose wings were vaguely visible, paying no attention to the five-colored light that represented the god of emotions.

A hint of disgust flashed in Gabriel's eyes. The next second, he plummeted down into the residential area and began to slowly dissipate.

Bar and Abeztib exchanged a glance.

"Amazing."

"To defeat Gabriel's consciousness projection so easily, it seems the opponent is not to be underestimated." *2
Thinking of the mission, Baal immediately said, "Preserve this consciousness first, I'll come to rescue you later."

"it is good."

Without another word, the two demons charged downwards.

But this time.

Five-colored rays of light blocked their way.

The divine power of the Five Gods was rapidly burning, increasing their strength and resisting the dark magic of the two demons.

"court death!"

Enraged, Baal unleashed power equivalent to the limit of a Great Demon, and a pale black lightning bolt transformed into an arrow hundreds of meters long, descending from the sky!

Wutong Shen secretly groaned, but he had no choice but to grit his teeth and begin to borrow power from the temple, providing a continuous stream of support.

The power of emotions transformed into a five-colored protective shield, enveloping the church.

Crack! ! !

The violent explosion turned the entire sky a ghastly white.

The terrifying explosions plunged the entire city of Los Angeles into panic, with people scattering in all directions, some hiding indoors, others kneeling down to pray.

Some prayed to God, some prayed to Satan.

The atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious; people were even able to pray together in the same place.

To put it bluntly, they did all this just to survive.

Some people also called the police.

But the police station's phone lines had been ringing off the hook, and the Los Angeles precinct didn't dare send any officers to the church. Seriously, with so many major incidents in the last two years, practically everyone in the world knew how terrifying those mysterious events were; who would dare go there without a clue?

Even the police are scared!

The angry public berated them, and they could only shift the blame to their superiors, constantly calling the management bureau.

Unfortunately, the administration has been rendered semi-paralyzed.

Since the mysterious death of Director Smith and the disappearance and return of Chief Robert, a sense of corruption has permeated the entire bureau. Several field teams have been disbanded, and now even the people answering the phone are interns with connections...

As a result, not a single public institution in the entire city of Los Angeles stepped forward in the face of this crisis.

At this moment, everyone can only rely on themselves.

Outside Los Angeles, a team that had been teleported from the dojo was making immediate preparations.

"Everyone has it!"

"To!"

"set off!"

This is a team of elite Apocalypse Warriors, but they are not the true core.

It was just a few of them.

Arsen fiddled with the small ornament. The black coffin, now shrunk to about the same size as the ornament, was even cool to the touch. It would probably be very comfortable in the summer.

But in this autumn and winter season...

Arsen couldn't help but put down his hand gesture and look at the others.

Besides Tommy and Coal Ball, there were two other people who came with him to provide support this time. They were people that Lu Yu had taken in before, and they seemed to value them highly.

One was named Van Helsing, and the other was named Quinlan.

Both were wearing black trench coats and carrying knives, dressed like hunters, and they even looked quite alike.

At this moment, Tommy said, "We've arrived in Los Angeles. Hopefully, we're not too late. My phone hasn't been ringing since the beginning. I'm not sure if Constantine and the others are alright. And look at the sky above Los Angeles..."

Arsen looked at the dark sky, frowned and nodded, "The situation is indeed not good. It seems that the mastermind is really delaying us. Its real target is here."

"So, it's related to Mammon."

After dealing with the army of evil spirits not long ago, they returned to headquarters but did not let their guard down.

After all, what Mayor Buckman said made it clear that the mastermind behind it all had some kind of conspiracy, and it was most likely aimed at them. How could they not be vigilant?

So Tommy didn't return to the dojo, and Yulenka even called Kunlan over.

Van Helsing, on the other hand, came along on his own.

According to him, he wanted to do something to get the new god to agree to his wish to kill Dracula.

At this critical moment, Eulenka, as an apostle, agreed.

Subsequently, as expected, news from Constantine and others in Los Angeles caught their attention, prompting them to begin assembling a team to provide support at any time.

Especially when the Five Gods suddenly emerged from the temple and explained the situation, it became even clearer that there was a problem there.

That's why I teleported here immediately.

"Let's go. No matter what, we have to get this sorted out."

Yassen offered a word of comfort and continued driving forward.

Soon, they passed through the rioting crowds and the praying worshippers, and quickly arrived near the place where the darkness was deepest.

Once you get here, there's no way to get any closer.

Because thunderstorms had appeared in the sky, the surrounding air was filled with lightning, and the magic of darkness was constantly affecting the movement of cars and other vehicles, forcing them to get out of their cars and walk.

That's when.

Quinlan nudged Van Helsing beside him with his elbow and asked with concern, "What's wrong? You seem distracted."

Van Helsing paused, then came to his senses. "I... I feel a little disoriented, it's like... it's like the day I awakened my werewolf abilities... and..."

"And what?" Quinlan stared intently at Van Helsing, his hand already gripping the hilt of his knife.

Van Helsing shook his head slightly. "Moreover, for some reason, something vague and abstract, like a memory, seems to be appearing in my mind, but I can't see what it is. I don't understand what's wrong with me."

Upon hearing this, Quinlan gripped the hilt of his knife tightly. "It should just be a minor issue. I suggest you remember to ask the Venerable God later, and you can also chop Dracula down while you're at it."

“Yes, I know,” Van Helsing replied absentmindedly.

This only made Quinlan more cautious.

Even when you say something like "cut down Dracula," I can't see any emotional fluctuation in you. Something's wrong, very wrong...

As someone of the same kind, Quinlan knew Van Helsing all too well.

At this time.

Van Helsing glanced at Quinlan, his lips twitching slightly. "Could you take your hand off the hilt of the knife?"

Kunlan remained upright, his expression unchanged, as if he hadn't heard anything, and his hand didn't leave the hilt of the knife.

He rolled his eyes slightly, then lowered his head and continued moving forward quickly.

He understood what Kunlan meant, and he himself had some doubts about himself and felt that something was wrong, so he did not stop Kunlan's wary actions.

I just hope it's all just some side effects of the werewolf's abilities...

Filled with worry.

Van Helsing followed Arsen and the others and quickly approached the central position.

At this moment, in the central location, in the residential area to the left and right of the church.

Having just fallen to the mortal realm, Gabriel, whose consciousness seemed to be gradually dissipating, suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with strangeness and surprise.

The seemingly dissipating consciousness instantly returned, and in the next instant, white wings flew out of Ahri from somewhere and merged into her body, making her completely transform from an illusion into reality.

Yes.

He is not a consciousness.

He is the true form, who deliberately avoided Michael and secretly descended from Heaven.

As for Constantine's connection array, it was just a coordinate system. He also conveniently erased the connection to prevent him from actually contacting Heaven.

That would be more troublesome.

After all, Michael is just too strong...

Originally, He planned to fake His death and then observe how things developed, but now, the approach of a special fluctuation made Him unable to sit still.

"This familiar fluctuation of holy power, it's so familiar, so very familiar, but why can't I remember where I've seen it before?"

A longing arose in Gabriel's heart, and he unconsciously moved closer to one side.

That direction was exactly where Van Helsing and his men were located.

……

At the church.

As the center of this major event.

Wutong Shen is now numb.

He felt that he had taken on a responsibility that was not his own, and a huge one at that!
What are we facing?

We are just minor gods who have just become gods, and not long ago we were just five ghosts. How did we suddenly end up facing such a terrifying being?

Master, please come back soon!
The Five Gods looked bitter. While borrowing the power of the temple for support, they were also burning the divine power they had painstakingly accumulated. It felt like their blood was being burned, and every extra second made them feel like they were dying from the pain.

Fortunately, Baal did not use power exceeding that of the Great Demon, otherwise even with the help of the dojo's power, the Five Gods would not have been able to withstand the attack.

but.

As time goes by.

Barr got anxious.

He cannot delay!
He suddenly looked at Abeztibu, "Put in a little more effort! Where's the strength you had when you were fighting Gabriel?"

Abeztibu frowned: "I am merely a manifestation of consciousness. You should be aware of my current state. I have already exerted all my strength, and now you are in control."

"You...wait! No! If that's the case, Gabriel!" Baal exclaimed in shock. (End of Chapter)