Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

The present world, Earth, Los Angeles.

The United States, as the world's largest country, is now facing a national crisis.

Los Angeles has been hit by a series of mysterious attacks in a short period of time, and now darkness has enveloped the entire city.

This news spread rapidly throughout the country.

As the uncrowned kings of modern society, journalists have always followed such news like hyenas. Even knowing it is very dangerous, countless journalists go to the area around Los Angeles to take pictures, and a few even dare to go deep into it.

The photos they took were immediately sent to the newspaper.

Driven by certain individuals and forces.

Articles and videos began to be widely reported.

It spread throughout the United States through various channels: newspapers, the internet, television...

Walking the streets of Washington, a newspaper flew by with photos of the current state of Los Angeles, accompanied by the caption: "The people are suffering a calamity. Where is our country?"

It attracted countless people to stop and watch.

There were even more inflammatory remarks above.

Is this Syria?

"Our government remains the same as always."

"Election! Election!"

"Is such a federation really necessary to exist?"

We need a change!

"Resign! They must have embezzled all the taxpayers' money!"

"..."

Even at night, the news spread rapidly throughout most of America.

People reacted differently to this.

Without exception, they all expressed their disgust for the current president and his officials.

In particular, the increasing number of mysterious events in recent years, coupled with the government's ineffective response, has led to a growing number of victims, each one a spark.

Right now, under this report.

Like tiny tributaries flowing into a great river, they head towards the not-so-wide estuary.

A terrifying torrent is already brewing.

In response, the White House in Washington...

The president looked at the reports in front of him with a haggard expression. Surprisingly, he did not get angry, but his hands were moving very hastily, one report after another.

Wow!

Newspapers flew everywhere.

Robert, who was watching the host's sharp questions on the TV next to him, remained silent. He turned off the TV and looked at the president.

"Commander-in-Chief, now..."

The president took a deep breath, and instead of calling Robert, he started making a series of phone calls, "Hey, cut off these TV programs..."

"Try to block out any news that is too offensive."

"Send troops to Los Angeles and make this news widely known..."

“Hold these newspapers accountable to the families and companies behind them…”

"You guys also need to mobilize your resources to muddy the waters. If the official channels don't work, nothing else will. Also, get some Hollywood stars to create some news to shift the focus..."

"I will convene parliament to implement tax cut policies."

"..."

A series of practiced actions were completed in a few minutes. Snap, the phone was hung up, and the president lay back in his chair.

Finally, I had time to look at Robert.

“Robert, America is now at its most dangerous moment. A terrifying thief is targeting us. He has won over many people, and many spineless scoundrels have joined him, but there are still many who are unwilling to join him.”

"Now, we represent this group of people, or you could say the will of all of America."

"The masses are easily deceived by Him, but we cannot. As the elite, we have a duty to guide the people onto the right path, rather than letting them be used by that hypocrite!"

"So, Robert, tell me, is the Authority still usable?"

The president stared intently at Robert.

Robert remained silent.

A few months ago, he was kidnapped by his own demonic son who was disguised as his own son, who then lured Director Smith to his death. However, the demon did not kill him but instead controlled him.

As a result, he did absolutely nothing at the Administration Bureau these past few months, and even dragged things down.

Faced with the president's sincere question, he really wanted to tell the truth. He really wanted to tell everything!
Tell the president to be wary of that devil.

But, but...

Robert looked alarmed. “President, the main problem with the Bureau right now is that people are panicking, and our equipment is completely out of step with the progress of the mystical side. Unless we are willing to invest a lot of money to recruit personnel and develop new weapons, and then fight the Bureau’s outposts in every city, it will be difficult to stabilize the situation in a short period of time.”

Upon hearing this, the President nodded. "Understood, I will allocate the funds for your signature. Besides that, how is the Second God Project progressing?"

The God Project is divided into two parts. The first God Project was led by Director Smith. The first God Project was the perfect gene created by Dr. Ono, but it ultimately failed and was taken over by the Cano Group. The second God Project was a special biological weapon created based on the alien creature—the Thing—discovered more than ten years ago at an Antarctic research station.

"It's nearing completion, and mass production should begin within a month at the latest."

"It's been too long, a week."

The Grand Commander immediately dealt a massive blow to the enemy's health.

Robert was startled. "President, this..."

The president stopped him, a rare domineering aura rising from him as he stared intently at him. "We have no choice now. We have no time, we have nothing. So, hurry up, understand?"

"..."

“I understand, President.” Robert nodded through gritted teeth.

"Okay, then go and do it."

Watching Robert leave, the president's brows slowly furrowed. "Is it just my imagination? Why do I always feel like something's off about Robert?"

But when he thought that the other party's children looked just like him, the president felt relieved again.

He started making phone calls again.

However, this time it wasn't for his subordinates, but for the Pope.

In his struggle against the new god, he felt he still had to rely on the Pope, the god of God, to walk on earth.

I just hope the Pope won't refuse this time.

……

Robert walked out of the presidential room and went to the restroom.

In the mirror, another version of myself had black smoke billowing from its eyes, full of evil.

Then, the demon controlled his body and left the White House, returning to the villa.

The huge villa was deserted except for Mary Sue, the devilish servant. Yes, even Robert's wife had disappeared.

No, it can't be said that it disappeared.

Robert glanced at a patch of ground in the yard, where the soil was still quite fresh…

Soon, he met his "son".

Damian, with her youthful and adorable face, sat in the chair, her innocent smile sending chills down Robert's spine.

Mary Sue, standing beside him, lowered her head and listened to the orders.

"Let's go, my master wants me to go with you to the Thing Lab."

Robert nodded expressionlessly and walked outside, but no one knew when.

Two lines of tears had already slid down his cheeks.

But his expression remained unchanged.

That was his soul weeping within his body...

……

While mortals were fighting each other.

Los Angeles.

The battle continues.

Despite Gabriel's less-than-ideal attitude, Baal ultimately chose to believe him in the face of his demands.

Wow! !
A cage made of dark magic descended from the sky and landed on the ground, trapping Van Helsing and Jason inside.

The cage was still emitting powerful bursts of lightning, which easily turned Van Helsing's arm into charcoal. Fortunately, Van Helsing was of extraordinary origin, and his powerful healing ability allowed him to regrow an arm.

Upon seeing this, Jason's eyes twitched slightly.

In extreme environments, the ability to adapt and evolve is activated once again.

Even the brains that had died started functioning again.

After a while.

Whoosh! Jason teleported instantly, appearing in front of Gabriel and Baal.

The flesh writhed like minced meat, transforming into a giant net of flesh to capture it.

Baal's eyes widened, and terrifying lightning magic surged forth, burning all the flesh nets to ashes. But the next second, the cells remaining in the air began to multiply rapidly.

The more it is suppressed, the more intense the adaptive evolutionary response becomes.

It regenerates in the air in the blink of an eye.

It may even become more powerful.

Its body grew to ten meters tall, covered in glossy black armor, with barbed blades growing from its knees, elbows, and head. A large, gaping hole appeared in its chest, surrounded by teeth.

Its overall appearance is extremely bizarre.

Gabriel, watching from behind Baal, couldn't help but let out a sneer.

Barr's face darkened, and he felt a surge of anger.

"Corpse! You're asking for death!"

The next second, Baal actually threw one of the giant hammers in his hand.

Accompanied by black magic, numerous bolts of lightning constantly appeared and disappeared beside him, like a black streak of light rushing towards him.

boom! ! !
Jason was slammed to the ground, leaving a large crater-like hole.

But Bal's expression did not improve; in fact, it became even more unpleasant.

Inside the pit.

Jason's body is still healing rapidly.

The enormous maw on its chest was greedily absorbing the magic power from the giant hammer, and even trying to devour the hammer itself.

Vaguely.

Jason's strength began to break through, advancing towards becoming a demon god.

heaven.

"Gabriel, with you shielding me, what's the maximum amount of power I can use?" Baal asked, looking down without turning his head.

Gabriel also changed his previous attitude. "I am already under surveillance, so I can't maintain this for long. Next, you can use your full power at the Demon God level. As long as you don't use the power at the Pseudo-Demon King level, I can maintain this for five minutes."

"Five minutes... one second is enough."

Barr said in a low voice.

A black light flashed before my eyes.

An extremely suppressed aura emanated from Him.

The full power of the Demon God.

Given enough time, this continent could be destroyed.

Baal did not want to destroy the continent; He only wanted to utterly destroy the corpse that had offended Him. As for the city?
Consider it as being buried with them.

this moment.

The entire city of Los Angeles was completely silent.

Everyone was forced into a coma, and even their souls began to be damaged.

Half a second.

The powerful demonic energy within the giant hammer began to truly erupt, giving it true damage that directly attacked the soul.

Approximately one second.

It was just a slight contact.

Jason, who had just been greedily absorbing magic power, now found his mouth on his chest melting away as quickly as a vampire encountering the sun. No, not only the mouth, but his entire body and even his soul were being destroyed!

No matter how strong the adaptive ability is, it is ultimately insufficient in the face of absolute suppression and has limitations.

And...it's too late.

Jason didn't even have time to evolve.

In the instant when only a few cells remained, on the verge of complete extinction.

A grain of soil fell into the pit.

Wow! ! !
A small mountain suddenly "grew up" and supported the giant hammer.

???

Barr watched this scene with suspicion and disbelief.

on the mountain.

A gust of wind blew by, and the wind and clouds gathered, coalescing into a form.

Louis stood with his hands behind his back, made a hand gesture with one hand, and flicked his fingers casually.

Wow!

With Jason by his side, he was reborn once more.

“A new god.” Baal’s eyes were grim.

Gabriel behind him frowned. "Heretical."

Louis looked at the two men and smiled slightly, "I wonder if the two of you who wanted to kill me will pay with your lives?"

Slight silence.

Surprisingly, Baal didn't waste any words. He swung both of his giant hammers out, and his enormous body began to shrink as he landed, seemingly preparing for close combat.

Facing a giant hammer powerful enough to create a crater.

Louis simply tapped it lightly, as if nothing had happened.

A pale white sword aura flashed from his fingertips.

whoosh-

Dang! !

All that could be heard was the sound of metal clashing.

The two giant hammers flew back, leaving a hole about ten centimeters in size in the middle.

It was clearly penetrated.

Baal had barely landed when he stared in surprise at the giant hammer in his hand. "Whoosh!"

His eyes were solemn.

The consciousness of the former God of War returned at this moment.

A ball of lightning transformed beneath his feet, hurtling towards him at incredible speed, while the giant hammer in his hand emitted a burst of lightning—"Bang!!!"

A massive bolt of lightning shot out from the clash of the giant hammers.

Louis extended his finger, and two beams of Taibai sword energy shot out.

Before he could make another move, the giant hammer came crashing down at lightning speed.

Snapped!
The lotus leaves blocked the giant hammer.

Louis's eyes widened slightly.

Two sword energies shot out from his eyes, *whoosh!*
One arrow pierced Baal's eye, while the other failed to penetrate the bull-horned helmet, leaving only a crater.

But it wasn't over yet. A massive bolt of lightning, unleashed by Baal's twin hammers, followed closely behind and struck Louis.

boom! ! !
A soft, pale blue light clung to life, struggling against the lightning.

The scattered force swept outwards, collapsing houses throughout Los Angeles. If Louis's Mystic Lotus Platform hadn't withstood most of the pressure, Los Angeles would probably have sunk underground by now.

But even so.

The entire city of Los Angeles was filled with wailing and was engulfed in flames.

Those who had just been forced into unconsciousness awoke amidst the flames and began to save themselves.

heaven.

Baal took a step back, and his eye regenerated, but the sword energy inside was still tearing, causing him to be temporarily unable to see.

"New God, great! Great! Awesome!"

Barr laughed heartily.

"Come on! Keep going!"

As his fighting spirit surged, Baal's magic power began to rise, and his body became even more robust. Then, like a battle maniac, he roared and charged forward again.

Just as Louis was considering whether to use a killer move.

Gabriel's voice suddenly rang out, "Baal! Time is running out! Don't forget the important matter!"

Jean Bart paused for a moment.

"Inhale~ Exhale~"

The intense fighting spirit that had been boiling over began to slowly subside.

Then, Barr did something that Louis didn't expect.

He removed his indestructible horned helmet and full silver armor. (End of Chapter)