Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

As for whether or not to be honest, that was not within His consideration.

He only wanted results.

In order to connect with Hell, He used some means, through His authority, to reincarnate and send a part of His soul into the mortal world.

He sent someone to contact the demon kings in hell in his place, but unfortunately, things went wrong.

That bastard Lucifer did something to the borders of Hell. After his half-body entered Hell and discussed some things with Mammon, he was about to leave Hell when an accident occurred, and he suffered severe injuries.

Finally, he drifted into the mortal world, his memories were obscured, and he became an ordinary person.

Although His actions went undetected, the prolonged absence of contact with His half-body resulted in a fragmentation of His soul. Furthermore, the choir's continuous purification efforts under Michael's command over the years had a significant impact on Him.

This caused problems with His soul, resulting in a complete imbalance between good and evil, with evil and extremes taking precedence.

“However, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with it.” Gabriel murmured to himself, clutching his aching head and feeling the memories returning.

Accompanied by the return of memories.

He also remembered many other things.

Especially in Heaven, He secretly colluded with the angels to develop His extreme ideologies.

Don't tell me yet.

In Heaven, His idea actually has quite a few supporters, and many angels are dissatisfied with many things in reality.

Many of these angels are later arrivals, transformed from the souls of mortals who were elevated and entered the pool of reincarnation. Compared to the Old Testament angels, these New Testament angels are actually closer to humanity.

Therefore, His discourse is most prevalent among these New Testament angels.

If He successfully helps Mammon descend in the mortal world, He can take advantage of the Demon King's descent to break the sacred covenant, shatter the constraints of the rules, and immediately summon His own body and supporters to descend, launching a great flood to cleanse the mortal world.

By then, Michael, who was a step too late, would be too late for everything.

We must believe in the power of the angels, and even more so in the power of the great flood.

Therefore, what is needed now is to help Mammon descend.

Unfortunately, Mammon doesn't seem to trust me. He didn't even tell Baal and the other demons about our cooperation, which led to that idiot Baal attacking me as soon as I arrived. These demons are indeed not worth dealing with. Hmph.

Well, there's no other choice now, so I'll just have to accept it.

However, before that, we need to retrieve half of the soul.

Gabriel looked at Van Helsing with a deep, unsettling gaze.

The consciousness descended from mid-air and stood before the crowd.

Faced with the Archangel Gabriel, who displayed a holy demeanor, Tommy and the others were unable to move at this moment, feeling a sense of oppression coming from their very souls.

Unlike Baal against Constantine, where at least the churches like Louis and the Five Gods helped them defend themselves, here they had nothing and had to rely on themselves.

Facing a being at the level of a god-king, even if it is only a consciousness, is far more terrifying than Baal.

The fact that none of them collapsed immediately shows their resilience.

Oh no.

clap clap-

The Apocalypse Warriors have fallen.

Whoosh!
A familiar large black coffin appeared in front of Arsen, lifting him up just as he was about to collapse. At the same time, the coffin lid opened.

Jason stepped out, his cold eyes fixed on Gabriel, seemingly unaffected by Gabriel's presence.

However, Gabriel didn't look at any of this.

He ignored everyone else equally, his gaze fixed solely on Van Helsing. He opened his arms, his face beaming with a welcoming smile.

"Van Helsing, no, my other half, should come back."

"Next, we will usher in a brand new era."

But Van Helsing roared at Him.

next moment.

boom!
His clothes ripped apart, and a familiar, black-haired giant werewolf appeared, his muscles bulging, his beastly eyes filled with raging savagery, as if he wanted to devour Gabriel whole.

Gabriel's smile gradually disappeared. "My other half. It seems that a lot has happened to you in the mortal world these past years, and you have turned into this cursed beast."

"What a disgrace."

Say it.

Van Helsing charged forward with tremendous force, creating a powerful sonic boom.

boom! ! !
A large amount of dust was flying around, obscuring the view.

Those who were barely standing felt a chill in their hearts, especially Quinlan, who knew that given Van Helsing's character, once he launched an attack, it wouldn't be just a small commotion.

Inside, I'm afraid...

He suddenly looked at Arsen, "Quick!"

Arsen understood, gripped the coffin, and said without hesitation, "Jason, go!"

Of the people present, only Jason was not suppressed, so naturally, only Jason could provide support.

next second.

whoosh-

Jason darted away at incredible speed, disappearing into the dust in the blink of an eye.

bang bang bang-

A loud, violent impact was heard.

This relieved everyone; any movement was a good thing, while silence meant the end was truly near.

However, Arsen, Quinlan, and Tommy exchanged a glance, all of them able to see the bitterness in each other's eyes.

As the world's largest religion, Christianity's mythology has become integrated into the lives of ordinary people in Europe and America in every aspect, so no one there is unaware of who Gabriel is.

He was one of the seven archangels of the Old Testament and one of the four archangels of the New Testament, a messenger angel who was on par with Michael in some respects. He has appeared in many Christian mythologies. He buried Moses with his own hands, reminded Noah to gather animals before the flood, and stopped Abraham from sacrificing his son Isaac...

Such an existence is incomparably sublime.

Sublimity is often associated with strength, so one can imagine how powerful Gabriel must be.

Are Jason and Van Helsing really His match?

The three of them had absolutely no idea what to do.

Or rather, the answer already exists...

They should probably start thinking about how to escape now.

Just one second.

Things took them by surprise, no, they shocked them to their core!
The smoke cleared.

Gabriel was actually being overwhelmed by Van Helsing and Jason!
He had already been beaten and pinned to the ground, completely at a disadvantage, and was about to kneel down!
"Oh, fuck!" Tommy couldn't help but curse, and Finley immediately slapped him.

"Okay, okay, I just couldn't help it. Wait, you can move?" Tommy looked at Finley beside him in surprise.

Finley the doll nodded, his mouth opening and closing. "Of course, I'm not a person, I'm just a doll."

Tommy: ? ? ?
"Then why don't you hurry up and get going!"

"Finley wouldn't dare, the birdman is powerful, I'm scared." A cowardly expression appeared on Finley's doll face.

!!!

Tommy's forehead veins bulged. "Fuck, Finley, you're a shit! You bully the weak and fear the strong!"

"..."

No matter how Tommy shouted, the situation on the scene was still changing, and Gabriel was truly being suppressed by the two.

His wings constantly parried, but Jason's attacks changed with each one, while his ever-growing power remained constant, as if he were constantly evolving.

Van Helsing, needless to say, seemed to have completely entered a berserk mode. Driven by its bestial instincts, its attacks were exceptionally fierce, and it was even growing larger.

Both were at the peak of their physical specialization as Great Demons. This made Gabriel, who was only a consciousness descending to earth, particularly uncomfortable. He shouldn't be like this. He had lived for so long, and even as a consciousness descending to earth, the skills he had mastered were extraordinary. He could kill several ordinary Great Demons with his skills.

But these two guys are different!

One is half of his own body, each attack seemingly carrying true damage, capable of directly breaking through his holy power defense; the other is a strange corpse, constantly evolving, its techniques constantly changing, and the opponent's body also constantly changing.

The two joined forces, one stalling while the other attacked, making it difficult for Him to cope.

"Damn it!"

Gabriel flapped his wings violently, trying to use his aerial advantage to regain the initiative in the battle.

But as soon as it took flight...

ka ka ka-

With a twitch of his bones, Jason suddenly sprouted a pair of white bone wings from his back, fleshy membranes growing out, and in the next second he shot straight into the sky at a very fast speed.

Van Helsing leaped even higher, grabbing Jason's foot mid-air, and the two flew toward Him, glaring at each other menacingly.

Watch this scene.

Gabriel's heart burned with rage.

He never expected that merely a consciousness descending to the mortal realm to complete a plan would suffer such an attack, especially since there was another version of himself inside!
Damn!

"Van Helsing! My other half! Wake up! We still have to achieve our ideals!" Gabriel tried to launch a verbal attack.

Regarding this…

"Roar!!"

Van Helsing responded with a roar, the bloodshot in his beastly eyes showing no sign of fading, only an increasingly ferocious and malevolent aura.

Seeing this, Gabriel panicked.

He didn't understand what had happened to the other half of his body.

Even if one's soul is clouded by worldly ignorance, this is still wrong!
Something must have happened.

But there was no time for Gabriel to think further, as Jason and his companion had already caught up.

Left with no other option, Gabriel had to flee, heading towards Baal and the other demons.

At this moment, in the sky.

Baal is still waiting for the angels to come from heaven.

His entire body was surging with magical power, his armor and twin-handled hammers crackled with lightning, and a powerful fighting spirit burned in his eyes.

As one of the oldest beings, even though He was defeated by those who came after Him, and even stripped of His divine office and faith, He still retained the dignity of the oldest being.

Heaven?

Perfect timing! Let's see how much progress I've made in hell all these years!
"I am Baal, the God of War, Heaven! Come!"

He looked up to the sky and cried out.

"Idiot! I've temporarily blocked Heaven's reaction to Demon God-level magic. Stop howling and come help me!" A somewhat disheveled voice rang out from behind, carrying a mix of exasperation and arrogance.

Barr was taken aback.

Looking down, he saw that Gabriel was actually flying towards him.

God!

is this real?
An archangel would actually ask me, a demon, for help?

It even proactively helped me block out magic?
The facts were so unbelievable that Baal initially chose not to believe them, simply rising to a higher position while silently watching Gabriel being chased and killed.

"Barl! Mammon's plan! You idiot!"

Gabriel's voice became even more urgent.

Baal was taken aback. This guy knew my identity and even mentioned Mammon's plan. Could it be that He really...

how can that be!

Are angels and demons colluding?
Wouldn't that make him a fallen angel?

Especially someone like Gabriel, one of the four archangels...

Looking at Gabriel, Baal's mind flashed with the image of Lucifer.

Therefore, it is not impossible for angels and demons to cooperate.

I remember that many of the seventy-two demon gods and demon kings were actually fallen angels...

Barr's gaze was complex, but his hands moved swiftly.

A surge of magical power erupted.

He sent Jason and Van Helsing flying, and at the same time scooped up Gabriel and brought him to his side. His gaze was serious. "Gabriel, I hope you can tell me what's going on here."

Gabriel ignored Him, and immediately turned to look at Jason and Van Helsing, who had been thrown to the ground. A ruthless glint flashed in His eyes, and at the same time, a wisp of black energy inadvertently swept across His wings.

!!!

Barr's pupils dilated violently.

It seems that Gabriel really is connected with Mammon. Is another archangel going to fall from heaven?
At this moment, Gabriel turned around, looked at Baal, and said with his attitude still carrying an air of arrogance, "Baal, I just said, you should understand what I mean."

"Stop asking, it only makes you seem unwise."

"Also, kill that corpse now and capture that werewolf; I have a use for him."

His tone was matter-of-fact.

Baal frowned behind his helmet. This Gabriel was really annoying the demons.

However, He and His Majesty Mammon...

After a moment's hesitation, Baal made his move. His immense magical power condensed like black water in his palm, transforming into a giant cage that descended upon Jason and Van Helsing.

At the same time, He quietly relayed the message back.

He was still uneasy and needed to confirm things with Mammon.

……

on the ground.

While Baal awaited the arrival of the heavenly beings and conversed with Gabriel, Constantine and the Five Gods were not idle either.

Constantine started coughing and drawing magic circles again, this time seemingly a more powerful and heavyweight one, filled with demonic patterns such as goat heads and inverted pentagrams.

It seems they're trying to take an unconventional approach.

As previously agreed, the five gods began to report every detail of what was happening here to Louis through the communication between the chief god and the subordinate gods.

However, after they finished delivering the message, Louis did not respond.

The five gods looked at each other in bewilderment.

The only thing to do is to hurry up and recover my strength, and maybe I can hold on a little longer.

Just as the Five Gods were filled with pessimism, Constantine took a desperate gamble, and Barr began to capture Van Helsing and Jason, leaving Los Angeles in a state of utter despair.

Inside the moon.

Above the barrier, light shimmered, sometimes golden, sometimes silver.

Sometimes the two colors blend together.

One is gentle and warm, the other is explosive and explosive.

They seem contradictory and opposing, yet they complement each other and integrate with one another.

At this moment, the fusion of the two colors has lasted much longer than before, and they are finally beginning to reach a balance.

Gradually.

A strange, harmonious rhythm began to emanate from Lunar Peak and spread throughout the entire moon. (End of Chapter)