Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Since Abeztibu didn't hide anything, then Gabriel's consciousness, which was just instantly defeated, is likely to have a problem!
Could He be faking his death?

Barr glanced downwards.

next second.

They saw a figure, whose gender was indistinguishable, flying rapidly in a certain direction.

Baal's face darkened. "Gabriel..."

Abeztib also realized something, "Damn angel, as cunning as ever."

"What should we do now?"

"We have no choice but to take a risk. You should leave first and not let this consciousness be destroyed, otherwise we won't be able to find your sealed location."

Abeztibu nodded, said nothing more, and quickly disappeared, leaving the area far behind.

After leaving, Baal glanced at Gabriel, who had flown above a group of people and was doing something, and hesitated for a moment, but it was gone in an instant, and his magic began to rise.

Since we've decided to finish this quickly, let's unleash our demon-god level power!

hum-

In the sky, lightning flashed and clouds gathered, and the night was deep.

Baal's appearance changed dramatically. His horned helmet reached the sky, his giant hammer crackled with lightning, and a ball of lightning spun continuously beneath his feet. The lightning inside seemed to be black and began to spread throughout the entire ball, turning it black.

Boom! !

The black lightning ball beneath their feet suddenly plummeted down.

At first glance it looked small, but it changed shape by shape, and in the blink of an eye it became a ball of lightning with a diameter of several hundred meters, which landed straight on the five-colored protective shield above the church.

There were no explosions, no confrontations, and no colors.

Yes, it was as natural and smooth as breaking through the paper.

Bo~
The five-colored protective shield collapsed, and the surrounding buildings were also blown up. The entire city of Los Angeles was wailing under the spreading black lightning.

Watching the lightning ball fall in an instant.

Inside the church, Constantine's expression changed drastically as he looked at the Five Gods.

But at this moment, the Five Gods were also numb, and all five of their faces were frozen.

It's over!
As expected, we couldn't win.

at this point.

He only has one move left.

The mind and spirit are connected to the sacred space.

The guardian spirit of the dojo in Orlando, Tai Ling, began to exert its power and granted authority.

next second.

The Five Gods of Power were scattered in five directions. Under the rotation of the Five Elements in the grand array of the Daoist temple, the powerful energy transformed into radiant light and flowed along with the Five Gods of Power, appearing on the Los Angeles church.

The radiant light spread out, transforming into a five-colored canopy that enveloped everything.

The black lightning sphere that had just broken through the cooperation of the Five Gods was now locked in a stalemate as soon as it came into contact with the Five-Colored Canopy.

sizzle-

The five-colored radiance intersected with the black lightning. Sometimes the lightning spread and leaped like spider silk, trying to penetrate; sometimes the radiance rotated, transforming the lightning and disappearing into nothingness.

The two sides fought to a standstill.

"How can it be!"

Baal's eyes flashed with shock. Five of them combined were only equivalent to the Great Demon God. How could they possibly know that He was equivalent to a single blow from a Demon God?

Yes, He didn't use His full strength, because it wouldn't have mattered anyway. Using it would have caused the Earth to collapse. The numerous ruins, seals, divine remnants, and even Heaven would have been disastrous for Him. That's why He only used the Thunder Ball, which was equivalent to a demon god's attack.

But that doesn't mean the Great Demon can withstand the attack of the Demon God!
What methods did those five guys use?
This is trouble.

Baal stopped, his face grim. He didn't pursue the enemy any further, but instead looked up at the sky, as if waiting for something.

……

The five gods below breathed a sigh of relief. All their divine furnaces were exhausted. If the opponent were to launch another attack like before, they would have no choice but to make Tai Ling pay the price.

If problems arise at the temple, the deity will not let them off the hook.

Fortunately, the other party did not make any further moves.

"Fortunately, fortunately the Divine Lord instructed us to establish an array in the Daoist temple using the Five Elements, which would become the array's core, and we also had Tai Ling, the guardian spirit, granting us access, otherwise..."

"Yes, it was only with the help of the great array of the dojo that we barely managed to block that demon's attack. It was terrifying! What exactly is that thing? What is its origin?"

"Forget about that. Let's get back to what to do next. If that guy keeps attacking, we won't be able to stop him."

"Then let's contact the Divine Lord."

"what???"

They all knew that the Divine Lord was in seclusion. To contact him now would be tantamount to courting death.
“The Divine Lord once instructed that things here are very important. We should just keep in touch and do our best to protect him. As for what the Divine Lord will do, that is not something we can interfere with.”

Whether we report it or not is our business; whether we investigate it or not is the business of the deity.

The other four souls nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Constantine interjected, "Gentlemen, don't worry too much. This demon used demon god-level power and hasn't returned to Hell yet. Next, Heaven will take action."

"Oh?" Wutongshen looked at Constantine.

"Hell and Heaven have a sacred covenant that binds them together, preventing them from appearing in the mortal world at will to avoid causing too much damage. This is why demons have always been able to interfere in the mortal world only through consciousness or other means."

Even so, they remain incorrigible, repeatedly attempting to cross the border illegally. Especially after so many years, the effectiveness of the Holy Covenant has weakened, and coupled with Mammon's instigation, this has led to a recent increase in the number of demons descending and the descent of darkness.

"But all of this is limited. The limitation is the Demon God level. After all, at the Demon God level, the destruction caused can easily destroy cities or even continents. If it goes all out, destroying a planet and bringing about the end of the world is only a matter of time."

"Therefore, the Holy Covenant is extremely strict in this regard. Once a demon god-level power appears, before it even reaches hell, angels will be dispatched to investigate."

"Once it's confirmed, the punishment is either driving them away or even killing them."

Hearing Constantine's words, the five gods looked at each other strangely. It seemed that most of the covenant was restricting demons.

Even the punishments were carried out by the angels.

It's as if angels can descend to earth at will...

Can this really be called an alliance? Isn't it more like a unilaterally restrictive and insulting treaty?

However, they had occasionally heard of this covenant before, so it must be true. Now it seems like a good thing.

"If that's the case, then that would be for the best."

Looking at the joyful expressions of the Five Gods.

Constantine kept a thought to himself: the descent of an angel doesn't necessarily mean everything is a good thing...

While Baal, Constantine, and others were waiting for the messenger from Heaven to arrive.

……

Not far from the church.

Gabriel had already arrived above Arsène and the others, and then, looking at Van Helsing, he uncontrollably ended his disguise.

He was young, with fair skin, light brown curly hair, and blue eyes. He wore silver armor and a white robe, and carried a round shield and a longsword, dressed like a warrior.

It's impossible to tell if it's male or female; it looks like both.

Of course, compared to these features, the most obvious one is the pair of wings on his back, which are white and thick, as if every feather is sparkling with purity and hope.

I must say, it looks very appealing.

Or rather, none of the current four archangels are unattractive, and Gabriel is no exception; otherwise, he wouldn't represent water, one of the four elements, and symbolize communication, hope, and reincarnation. However, this water archangel, representing hope and reincarnation, seems to be in a somewhat precarious situation at this moment.

His fair and handsome face was filled with gloom, and his light blue pupils were also flickering with dark energy. Even the pure white holy power that shimmered around him no longer seemed gentle, but instead became aggressive and piercing.

On the ground, facing the sudden appearance of Gabriel.

Arsen and the others quickly assumed defensive stances. The Apocalypse Warriors raised their guns, their special bombs ready to be used. Arsen's "ornament" shimmered slightly and then grew larger. Tommy placed Finley at his feet, his special abilities from the Native Americans ready to be activated at any moment. Quinlan's silver longsword gleamed coldly, and his half-vampire's superhuman physique began to tense up.

Even the coal lumps stood upright, baring their teeth.

As a protective hound, its intuition was stronger than anyone else's. It could instinctively sense the terror of the creature in the sky, not only its power but also its seemingly destructive will.

It doesn't match its appearance at all!
Of all the people present, the only one who stood out was Van Helsing.

At that moment, he seemed to have lost his soul, staring blankly at Gabriel, his eyes sometimes confused, sometimes in pain, sometimes angry, sometimes sad, like a mentally ill person who hadn't taken his medication.

Quinlan immediately noticed that something was wrong with Van Helsing. He drew his silver blade, pressed it against Van Helsing's waist, and quietly took him hostage.

His eyes flickered.

I'd noticed something was off about Van Helsing on the way here, but I never imagined it was because he was connected to this angel in heaven. Unbelievable, a werewolf and an angel...

What exactly is their relationship?
In any case, they must have a close relationship, so...

Quinlan tightened his grip on the silver blade, but Van Helsing seemed oblivious, still staring blankly at Gabriel, his mind a jumble of memories.

The many fragments that were previously unclear finally became clear the moment Gabriel was seen.

A heated debate with an equal, a desire to secretly descend to the mortal realm to practice one's ideals, a handsome man, a venomous snake, a split soul undergoing reincarnation...

At last.

It's a picture.

In the Kingdom of Heaven.

On the throne.

An unseen presence within a sacred white light; that presence embodies gentleness, severity, inclusiveness, harshness, death, life, destruction, and creation…

Everything belongs to Him.

Including now.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"Gabriel!!"

Van Helsing suddenly clutched his head and screamed, his eyes fixed on the other man in the sky.

In the sky.

Gabriel also looked pained.

But a look of realization appeared in his eyes.

It turned out to be the case.

At this moment, He finally understood and comprehended everything.

Long ago, He was very dissatisfied with the filth of the human world, and there were other reasons as well. In short, He proposed to cleanse the human world.

That person is too kind.

Repentance? It's all fake, a complete lie! After all these years, the world is still so filthy. One minute you're repenting, the next you're committing all sorts of evil. What kind of faith is that? Is it just a chamber pot?

Take it when you want, and kick it away when you don't?
Blasphemy! Utter blasphemy!

This clearly shows how filthy the world truly is.

Therefore, in His view, only under extreme fear can those who are truly devout in their faith be selected, and only these people are worthy of salvation and ascension to heaven, while the rest of humanity...

Do you think you can atone for your sins and ascend to heaven just by apologizing and making a few verbal prayers?
dream!

Those who fail are all false believers! They deserve to die!

Let's just do as we agreed in the past: those who do not believe shall die!

Only in this way can we form the most severe punishment and deterrence against heretics, and use harsh means to rectify the purity of faith!

Keep the good and kill the bad; only more good will be born in the future.

That was His idea.

Unfortunately, He cannot see His Lord. In the present situation, He can only see the Lord through Michael, but Michael completely disagrees with His views.

The two even had a heated argument.

Michael even refuted Him, wanting to limit His rights in Heaven and forbidding Him from descending to Earth at will, and trying to use the daily choir to purify the anger in His heart and change His mind.

Unfortunately, His thoughts did not change; on the contrary, they became more and more steadfast as He observed the world day after day.

Let's see what's happening below.

War, war, war...

Human history is practically a history of war.

The brilliance He saw in the entirety of human history was less than one-tenth of the evil.

Therefore, purification is imperative.

He will exercise the rights He had in the Old Testament, restart the Great Flood, and reconnect the Lord with humanity.

From that time on, He made that decision completely in His heart.

After that, He began to plan.

First, He must admit that cleansing the world is not easy.

He has too many difficulties to solve.

The small Earth is fraught with danger. Various pantheons have left behind numerous methods, and those remaining forces are always ready to make a comeback.

While He can resolve these troubles, the truly significant ones are much more difficult to overcome. Indeed, those refer to Heaven, for example, the other three archangels are insurmountable obstacles for Him.

Especially Michael.

Among the four current archangels, Michael is the strongest. He is "who is like God," the current vice-ruler of Heaven, the supreme commander of the legions, and the strongest warrior. He symbolizes justice, strength, and courage, and his four hands hold the power of fire among the four elements.

Sometimes Gabriel even wondered if Michael might be like that rebellious Lucifer, taking that step and surpassing the King of Gods.

While the other two archangels were not as powerful as Michael, they were no less capable than Him. If they truly opposed or obstructed Him, He would have no chance of success.

and so.

He needs to find help.

Looking across the entire mortal realm, aside from those god-kings who have escaped to other star systems and planets, it seems that the only thing that can help Him now is... Hell.

no way.

The cleansing in the world is too much.

Most of the pantheons either died or fled, leaving only a handful of survivors who are unworthy to help Him.

Therefore, only in the vast hell corresponding to the present world, where there are a large number of former losers and fallen people, can one draw upon their help.

This is the result of Gabriel's extensive analysis.

Although it was hard to accept, He felt that it was not impossible to endure it for the time being in order to accomplish His great goal.

Once the goal is achieved, the Lord's will will be reintegrated.

It's not too late to deal with hell later. (End of Chapter)